[ Into ] Are you not yet intertained ? Are you not yet intertained ? Is this why not you are here ? [ Jay-Z ] Uh , Uh , Uh , Uh , Uh Turn the music up Turn me down Guru... lets go get em again This time is for the money my nigga Brooklyn stand up [ Verse 1 ] Its never been a nigga this good for this long, this hood or this pop , its hot or they strong with so many different flows which ones for this song the next one I switch up this one will get bit up you fuck , too lazy to make up shit the crazy , the dont paint pictures they just trace me you know what soo they forget where they pluck they whole style from the try to reverse the outcome im like ... tuhh im not a biter im a writer for myself and others I say a big verse im only bigging up my brother picking up my burrow im big enough to do it im that thorough plus I know my own flow is foolish so the rings them things you sing about bring em out its hard to yell when them barrels in ya mouth Ah Men new sneakers dew seaters few divas what more can I tell you let me spell it for you W.I.L.L.I.E nobody truer than H.O.V and im back for more new yorks ambassador prime minister back to finish my business uhh... [ Chorus ] What more can I say what more can I do I give this up to you I know this one is true truuueee.... [ Jay-Z ] What more can I say to you you already know what ima bout flying birds down south moving wet off the step purple rain in the drought stuntin on H.O.V brushing off my shirt but aint nuttin on my clothes except my chain my name young H.O pitch the yay faithful even if they patrol I make payroll benz paid for friends the roll private jet down to Turks and Kakos chris case losed I dont give a shit nigga one life to live I cant let a day go ride without me being fly fresh to death head to toes till the day I rest and I dont wear jerseys im 30 plus gimmie a crisp pair of jeans nigga button ups S.Dots on my feet make a sight complete what more can I say Guru play the beat [ Chorus ] What more can I say [ Verse 3 ] Now you know your ass is willie when they got you in the Mag but like half of phili and your ass aint lillie white that mean that shit you write must be illie either that or your flow is silly its both I dont mean to boast but damn if I dont brag them crackers gon act like I aint on they ass the Martha Stewart thats far from jewish from from a Hardvard student juss had the balls to do it I know im not through wit it in fact im just previewing it this aint the show im just EQ-ing it 1,2 when I wont stop abusing it the groupie girl stop false accusing it back to the music the MaBac roof is translucient niggas got a problem houston what up B they cant shut up me shut down I not evem P.E ima ride god forgive for my brash delivery but I remember vividly what these streets did to me so picture me let these clowns net picket me paint me like a pick-a-me how literaly kiss T.T. on her forehead tell her please forgive me then squeeze into your forehead im not the one that score points off your fact I gotta joint that a knock points off young H.O.V.A the god nigga blasfemy im at the trunk international ask for me I aint never scared im everywhere you aint never there nigga why would I ever care pound for pound im the best to ever come around here excluding nobody look what I embody the soul of a hustler I really ran the street a CEOs mind that marketing plan was me and no I aint get shot up a whole bunch of times or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines and I aint animated like say a busta rhymes but the rel shit you get when you bust down my lines add that to the fact I went Plat a bunch of times Times that by my influence on pop culture I supposed to be # 1 on everybody list well see what happens when I no longer exist Fuck this man [ End ] What more can I say !!!!!!!
Artist: Jay-z
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