| Lyrics: | [Jay-Z]
Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uh-uhh
Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uhh
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
I, am,
back, niggaz
Ha ha ha ha ha.. uh-oh, uh-oh - whoo!
Ladies and gentlemen.. H, to the
Izzo
I wanna thank everybody out there for they purchase
I surely appreciate it -
whoo!
What you about to witness is my thoughts
Just my thoughts man - right or
wrong
Just what I was feeling at the time, uhh
You ever felt like this, you vibe with
me
Walk with a nigga man - just vibe with me
Yo, gather round hustlers that's if you
still livin
And get on down, to that ol' Jig rhythm
Here's a couple of jewels to help you
get through your bid in prison
A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high
I, Young 'Vito,
voice of the young people
Mouthpiece for hustlers I'm back motherfuckers
Your reign on the
top was shorter than leprechauns
Y'all can't fuck with Hov', what type of X y'all on?
I got
great lawyers for cops so dress warm
Charges don't stick to dude he's teflon
I'm too sexy
for jail like I'm Right Said Fred
I'm not guilty, now GIMME back my bread
Mr. District
Attorney I'm not sure if they told you
I'm on TV every day, where the fuck could I go
to
plus - Hov' don't run, Hov' stand and fight
Hov's a soldier, Hov' been fightin all his
life so
What could you do to me? It's not new to me
Sue me; fuck you - what's a couple
dollars to me?
But you will respect me, simple as that
Or I got no problem goin back
I'm
representin for the seat where Rosa Parks sat
Where Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was
popped
So off we go, let the trumpets blow
And hold on, because the driver of the mission is
a pro
The ruler's back
Uhh, uh-huh uhh u |
