hova song
yeah i know you just ripped the packaging off your cd
if you like me you readin the credits right now
if you in your car i dont care if its winter
i want you to put all your windows down
zone out buckle up lets go
hello its hova thats right youngun the wait is over
the new millineum is upon us the album is here
before we get into the shit lets get a few things clear
rappers with no relation
theres seven degrees of seperation and im kevin bacon
this is the murderers version
jigga the shit even when he rhyme in third person
hova the god i should be rappin with turban
haters cant disturb him waiters cant serve him
mike jordan of rap outside j workin
now watch how quickly i drop 50
i dont like playin niggaz cant stick me
niggaz can not jam me niggaz cant get me
slimmy at the rucka wanna leave and spend with me
i consistantly take em out the park like ken griffey
do you believe its hova the god
makes you think about the people in your life
then i think about big whatd he say if he was here
hed say jay whats it about whats life about
if you dont go through as a mans a man
hed say suck it up take the fall do the time
thats what makes you who you are makes you what you are
how many years you been around this thing of ours
commision 125 years
whats it about
its about rules parameters
you take the beatin for the friend you dont lay down
you dont betray who you are what you are
you gotta remember guys like taj chill ran emory
they dont roar they dont rap
you know why thats the rules you dont break them
you was born to be somethin i wasnt even supposed to be
humble
okaay so you humble me now what you got
you got a war you got global war
you got a worldwide crime syndicate now
theres no rules theres no parameters theres no feelings
theres no feelings for this game
so five ten years from now
youre gonna wish there was american commision
five ten years from now
theyre gonna miss jayz
oahhhkayyyyy im reloaded