Hova Song (Intro)

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JAY-Z & Pain In Da Ass

Hova Song (Intro)

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[Intro: Jay-Z] Yeah, I know you just ripped the packaging off your CD If you like me you reading the credits right now If you in your car, I don't care if it's winterI want you to put all your windows downZone out, buckle up, let's go [Verse: Jay-Z] Hello it's Hova; that's right young'un the wait is over The new millennium is upon us, the album is here Before we get into the shit, let's get a few things clear Rappers with no relation: There's "Seven Degrees of Separation" and I'm Kevin BaconThis is the murderer's version Jigga the shit, even when he rhyme in third person Hova the God, I should be rapping with a turbanHaters can't disturb him, waiters can't serve him Mike Jordan of rap, outside Jay working Now watch how quickly I drop 50 I don't like playing, niggas can't stick me Niggas can not jam me, niggas can't get me Slimmy at the Rucker wanna leave and spend with me I consistently take em out the park like Ken Griffey Do you believe? It's Hova the God [Outro: Pain In Da Ass] Makes you think about the people in your life Then I think about BIG; what'd he say if he was hereHe'd say, "Jay, what's it about? What's life about?If you don't go through as a man's a man"He'd say, "Suck it up, take the fall, do the timeThat's what makes you who you are, makes you what you are" How many years you been around this thing of ours? Commission, 125 years What's it about? It's about rules, parametersYou take the beating for the friend you don't lay downYou don't betray who you are, what you areYou gotta remember guys like Taj, Chill, Ran, EmoryThey don't roar, they don't rapYou know why? That's the rules, you don't break them You was born to be something I wasn't even supposed to be.. humble Okay so you humble me now, what you got? You got a war, you got global war You got a worldwide crime syndicate now There's no rules, there's no parameters, there's no feelings There's no feelings for this game So.. five, ten years from now You're gonna wish there was American Commission Five, ten years from nowThey're gonna miss Jay-Z OKAY, I'M RELOADED!

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Credits

Writers
  • JAŸ-Z
  • K-Rob
  • Jimi Hendrix
Producers
  • K-Rob
Mastered At
  • Sterling Sound
Mixed At
  • Right Track Recording
Label
  • Roc-A-Fella Records
  • Def Jam Recordings
Distributor
  • Universal Music & Video Distribution Inc.