The game is f*cked up
Ni**as beats is banging
Ni**a your hooks did it
Your lyrics didn't
Your gangster look did it
So I would write it
If y'all could get it
Being intricate
Get you wood critics
On the internet
They like u should spit
I'm like, you should buy it
Ni**a that's good business
Forget this rap sh*t
I need a new hustle
A lil bit of everything
The new improved rustle
I say that reluctantly cause I do struggle
As you see I can't leave
So I do love you
But I'm just a hustler disguised as a rapper
In fact you can't fit this hustle inside of a wrapper
Back when crack was what these pills are
I was a real star
Complete with real cars
No video ones
You can come, set up a camera and let the video run
And my real life
Complete with real ice
VVS boulders all invisibly set
Head and shoulders
My invisible neck
You see HOVA wasn't digital yet
Before Steve Jobs made the iPod
I was getting head jobs
We call that intimate
Back when rappers wouldn't dare play
Lyrical roulette
With an automatic weapon
I was repping with a Tech
Fresh like Manny be
Chain like antifreeze
Shoebox full of cash
Dealer man hand me keys
Pantries full of Arm & Hammer
Don't take Nancy Drew to see
What it do, I'm a damn G
Just sent a million dollars through a hands free
That's big money talk, can you answer me
Before the answer was a 3
I was down in Georgetown
With a Hoya bitch, lawyer bitch
Sure he's rich now
Cause he saw this sh*t, all this sh*t
That's why they call him HOV
Cause he came before all this sh*t
Bought a 6, quarter seven
Skipped on them quarter eights
Bought a Nine from nonstop clock work
All the time
Guess who's back
Since this is a new era
I gotta fresh new hat
10-year veteran
I been said I been through
With this bullsh*t game but I never can
I used to think rapping at 38 was ill
But last year alone I grossed 38 mill
I know I ain't quite 38 but still
The flow is so special got a 38 feel
The real is back
Verse One
Pops sped off
Left Mom with a bundle of
Joy ya boy
Smack dab in the jungle
Took tunnel vision
But he would soon become a mogul
But first he brought that crack back like a yo-yo
Don't play with my yo-yo
Loco ni**as in the hood
First ni**as hating on me
It's all good
I'm buying things like my sh*t don't stink
Gucci links and Gucci gooses
Watching too much movies
Bulletproof this
Had some nerve
Like pullin toothes
When you sixteen, comin thru roofless
Yeah ya boy ruthless
Like Ice Cube was
Turn the whole city on
I'm the new plug
So if this is your first time hearing this
You are about to experience someone so cold
A journey seldom seen
The American dream
From the bottom to the top of the globe
They call me HOV
Chorus
They coming for me
Wanna see me fall
You know my story
I been thru it all
Nights I felt like dying
But I ain't crying
What didn't kill me
Made me strong as iron
I am
I am
Oh my God, HOV
Verse Two
Now I'm knee-deep in the concrete
Like the streets made of quicksand beyond deep
I got a chemical romance, two left feet
So I dance with the devil, please GOD
Save me for the life of love release me
My life like grand auto theft PSP
I'm in the Volvo puffing on the la la
Running from the po po
Every time I drive by
Say hi to the bad guy
All my momma friends is like hmm hmm hmm
Would you just look at him
Sorry dear momma for your embarrassment
Give me a couple years I pray I never sin
Got all these rival dealers trying to do me in
And all these little rappers don't know how prepared for them I am
I feel like the world is against me Lord
Call me crazy but I love them odds
Chorus
Verse Three
Now these baby ballers toy rappers
Calling out my name to bring the boy backwards
Shooting air balls at the basket
What you call money I paid more in taxes
I got crowned came down in Africa
Down in Nigeria do you have any idea
Sold out shows in Seoul Korea
Jo-berg, Dublin, Tanzania
Lunch with Mandela, dinner with Cavalli
Still got time to give water to everybody
Everybody fall back
Y'all rapping I'm reenacting
CNN you see it's accurate
ESPN see me in action
Monday nights when the half ends
When your ten years in holla back then
Chorus
Now I don't know what life may be
In h-i-p h-o-p
Without the boy
H-O-V
Not only NYC
I'm hip hop's savior
So after this flow
You might owe me a favor
When kingdom come
You ready
When kingdom come
I'm ready, when kingdom come
Verse One
Now everywhere I go
They like, HOV we back
Up out the corner office
Out the cul-de-sac
Where's Iceberg Slim
He was the coldest cat
Get ya swag back daddy
Where ya focus at
Gotta admit a lil bit
I was sick of rap
But despite that
The boy is back
And I'm so evolved
I'm so involved
I'm showing growth
I'm so in charge
I'm C.E.O.'ing
Yeah go in God
I'm so indebted
I should've been deaded
Selling blow in the park
This is now in my heart
Now I'm so enlightened
I might glow in the dark
I been up in the office
You might know 'em as Clark
Just when you thought
The whole world fell apart
I take off the blazer
Loosen up the tie
Step inside the booth
Superman is alive
Chorus
Verse Two
I hear hurry up HOV
When I'm out in the public
Cause ni**as like it, you love it
You be it, you're of it
You breathe it, we need it
Bring it back for the hustlers
Had to dust off the hammer
Damn, can't touch this
C'mon playboys
Bring ya cars back out
Cause your boy HOV is back
You know them broads comin' out
Got 'em dancing on the banquette
Like they from bankhead
F*ck Cristal
So they ask me what we drinking
I thought dude's remark
Was rude, OK
So I moved on to Dom
And Krug Rosé
And there's much bigger issues
In the world I know
But I first had to take care
Of the world I know
I'm from the bottom
So I still feel I'm from the bottom
Underdog before my cape
Still couldn't stop 'em
Flash Gordon when recording
Spark the light in the dark
Peter Park, Spiderman
All I do is climb the charts
Chorus
Verse Three
Just when they thought
It was all over
I put the whole world on my back
And broad shoulders
The boy HOVA
Who you know could talk over tracks like that
Guess what, New York New York
We back
And I ain't never been
Afraid of a drought
Since I was six/seventeen
To get the money down south
Bout it, bout it
Master P
Ask the ni**a Pimp C
Ask my homie Bun B
I run the streets
The streets don't run me
Y'all run, we chill
Still waters run deep
I repeat
Sing along with me
I run the streets
The streets don't run me
Ladies saying
Where you been Superman
With ni**as spending 10 million
In media on my hands
The Bruce Wayne
Of the game have no fear
When you need me
Just throw your Roc signs in the air, yeah
Chorus
Chorus
Show me what you got
Lil momma
Show me what you got
Pretty lady
Show me what you got
Shawty
Show me what you got
Baby
Hands up & wave, wave, wave & wave
Verse One
Give the drummer some, sh*t
I already gave the summer some
It's the winter's turn
HOVI HOV is the coldest
It just gets better with time
I'm like Opus One, young
No two alike like a snowflake
Okay, show me what you got babe
Words are slurring, engine purring
Mami fronting but I'm so determined
Shots of Patrone, now she in a zone
I ain't talking bout the two three
Mami in a zone like the homie 2 3
Jordan or James
Makes no difference we all balling insane
Ni**a I am the Mike Jordan of recording
You might wanna fall from recording
Sh*t that you write is not important so it forced him
To go for the hype for being brave and
They applaused him
But misery I will assure them
Ahh baby just ignore him
Truth or dare Mami listen & learn
I got a drop, I just took off the top
It's your turn
Chorus
Verse Two
H-O-V-A
Gold bottles of that ace of spades
Why even fool with these other guys
They all stingy
All these dudes know how to say is give me
Give me some head
Give me some brain
Give me your number
Give me your name
But if I get one night baby girl I swear
Make you tell these dudes
Gimme gotcha here
I'll take you shopping
Take long trips
I'll take the cork off
You can take sips
I'll take you there
Take my time, I'll take your clothes off
Take off mine
Ma, show me what you got
HOVI in the spot
Tried to tell you I was hot
Tell these other dudes it's a wrap
Get the f**k out the throne
You clone, the king's back
Chorus
Verse One
I heard motherf*ckers saying they made HOV
Made HOV say
Ok so
Make another HOV
Ni**as wasn't
Playing they day roles
So we parted ways
Like Ben and J-Lo
Should of been did it
But I been in a daze though
I put friends over business
End of the day though
But when friends
Business interest is they glow
Ain't nothing left to say though
I guess we forgot what we came for
Should've stayed in food and beverage
Too much flossing
Too much
Sam Raustien
I ain't a bi*ch
But I gotta divorce them
Hov had to get that shallow sh*t
Up off him
I ain't even wanna be famous
Ni**as is brainless
To unnecessarily
Go through these changes
I don't even know
How it came to this
Except that fame is
The worse drug known to man
It's stronger than
Heroin
When you can look in the mirror
Like there I am
And still not see
What you become
I know I'm guilty of the two
But not like them, you lost one
Chorus
Verse Two
I don't think
It's meant to be, B
For she loves her work
More than she does me
And honestly at twenty-three
I would probably
Love my work
More than I did she
So we ain't we
It's me and her
Cuz what she prefers over me
Is work
And that's where we
Defer
So I have to give her free time
Even if it hurts
So breathe Mami
It's deserved
You've been put on this earth to be all you can be
Like the Reserves
And me
My time in this army is served
So I have to allow she
Her time to serve
The time's now for her
In time she'll mature
And maybe we can become we
Again like we were
Finally
My time's too short to share
And I ask her now it ain't fair
But yeah she lost one
Chorus
Verse Three
My nephew died
In the car I bought
So under the belief
It's partly my fault
Close my eyes and squeeze
Try to block that thought
Place any burden on me
But please not that Lord
Time don't go back
It goes forward
Can't run from the pain
Go towards it
Some things can't be explained
What caused it
Such a beautiful soul
So pure, sh*t!
Gonna see you again
I'm sure of it
Until that time, little man
I'm nauseous
Your girlfriend's pregnant
The Lord's gift
Almost lost my faith
That restored it
It's like having your life
Restarted
Can't wait for your child's life
To be a part of it
So now I'm like a child
Waiting for a gift
To return
When I lost you I lost it
Chorus
Chorus
I know
I know
Some places we can go
Some places we can go
I know
I know
Some places we can go
Some places we can go
Do you wanna ride
With me
Do you wanna ride
With me
Verse One
You know why they call a project a project
Cause it's a project
An experiment, we're in it
Only as objects
And the object for us
To explore our prospects
Side step cops
On the way to the top, yes
As kids we would daydream
Sitting on our steps
Pointing at cars like
Yeah that's our six
Hustler's profits
Made our eyes stretch
So on some Dr. Spock sh*t
We started our trek
Some of us made it
Most of us digressed
In the name of those
Who ain't made it my progress
Is your success
Please live through me
See I'm the eyes for Emory
Keep ‘em alive
Collect call
So every time I press 5
All he wanna hear is
His boy talk fly
Up in the Feds
He still holding his head
Cause when he hits the streets
We gonna eat thru this bread, now let's ride
Chorus
I know
I know
Some places we can go
Some places we can go
I know
I know
Some places we can go
Some places we can go
Do you wanna ride
With me
Do you wanna ride
With me
Verse Two
International HOV
I told you so
40/40's out in Tokyo
Singapore
All this from
Singing songs
Coming up though
We thought slinging raw
Was the end all, be all
To being rich didn't we
Little did I know
My mo' potent delivery
Would deliver me Kingpin of the ink pen
Monster of the double entandre
Coke is still my sponsor, the cola, yeah
HOVA still getting it in with soda
Started from the crates
Drinking, playing spades
Looking out for older guys
Back in the days
Then we got our turn
The takes on the stage
We was stars at the bar
All day pouring Rosé
Now I can't wait
Till you get your date
I got some temp plates
Outside of the gate, we gonna ride
Chorus
I know
Some places we can go
Some places we can go
I know
I know
Some places we can go
Some places we can go
Do you wanna ride
With me
Do you wanna ride
With me
Verse Three
Now me and my lil Momma
Keta and Ty Ty
Juan and Dez
Out in St. Tropez
Jay Brown & Kawanna
Sneaking marijuana
You know that Mary J
Give you no more drama
Plus a couple of friends
This whole sh*t got weird
But when you get home
You know your spot's reserved, ya heard
I put my ni**as on,
My ni**as put they ni**as on
And now we all somewhere foreign
Chilling, sipping something, I ain't forget you cousin
Chorus
Verse One
30's the new 20 ni**a
I'm so hot still
Better broad
Better automobile
Bet a yard, nah
Bet a hundred mil
That by the song's end
I'll probably start a new trend
I know everything,
You wanna do
I did all that
By the age of 21
By 22
I had that brand new AC coupe
I guess you can say
That my legend just begun
I'm young enough to know
The right car to buy
Yet grown enough
Not to put rims on it
I got that six deuce
With curtains
So you can't see
And I didn't even have to put tints on it
I don't got the bright watch
I got the right watch
I don't buy out the bar
I bought the night spot
I got the right stock
I got stock brokers
That's moving it
Like white tops
I know you like, f*ck
This is child abuse
Call DYFS
I just might be getting nicer
You young boys
Ain't ready for real
30's the new 20 ni**a
I'm so hot still
Chorus
I used to let them pants sag
Not giving a f*ck
Baby boy
Now I'm all grown up
I used to cruise the used car lot
Putting chrome on the truck
Baby boy
Now I'm all grown up
I used to play the block
Like that
I used to carry knots
Like that
Now I got black cards
Good credit and such
Baby boy
Cause I'm all grown up
Verse Two
30's the new 20 ni**a
I'm on fire still
These young boys
Is like fire drills
False alarms, ahh
Next Don, nah
He ain't got it, ahh
On to the next one
Young, still here
Still here
I'm like Mike,
I gotta stop playin with these children
I'm a bully with the bucks
Don't let the patten leather
Fool you young'un
I got the fully in the tux
That was my past now
I'm so grown up
I don't got one gun army
Gotta a sum army
To hire a gun army
Get you spun like laundry
And I'll be somewhere under palm trees calmly
Listening to R&B
When we get the call he's no longer with us
Fire your babysitters
You lil f*cks fall back for real
30's the new 20 ni**a I'm so hot still
Chorus
I used to let them pants sag
Not giving a f*ck
Baby boy
Now I'm all grown up
I used to cruise the used car lot
Putting chrome on the truck
Baby boy
Now I'm all grown up
I used to play the block
Like that
I used to carry knots
Like that
Now I got black cards
Good credit and such
Baby boy
Cause I'm all grown up
Verse Three
Y'all roll blunts,
I smoke Cubans all day
Y'all young'uns chase
I'm Patroning it straight
I like South Beach
But I'm in St. Tropez
Y'all drink Dom
But not Rosé
Your chick shop
At the mall
My chick burning down
Bergdorf
Coming back with
Berkin bags
Your chick is like
What type of purse is that?
I'm from the era
Where ni**as don't snitch
You from the era where
Snitching is the sh*t
I'm afraid of the future
Y'all respect the one
Who got shot
I respect the shooter
Y'all go to parties
To ice grill
I go to parties
To party with nice girls
Young boys
Gotta chill
30's the new 20 ni**a
I'm so hot still
Chorus
I used to let them pants sag
Not giving a f*ck
Baby boy
Now I'm all grown up
I used to cruise the used car lot
Putting chrome on the truck
Baby boy
Now I'm all grown up
I used to play the block
Like that
I used to carry knots
Like that
Now I got black cards
Good credit and such
Baby boy
Cause I'm all grown up
Verse one
Momma I made it
Yall know how I do when the Doc do it
I fly thru it
That's how I operated
Momma I made it
Ghetto like the grease when you getting your hair braided
Sweeter than your sister Kool Aid is
Hooray is the underdog
Now my feet under desk
It's the presidential favorite
Can't believe I got away with my earlier stages
Being on stages
Having my way with
Congratulations
Ya baby boy's a made man
I'm a hold the fam down at least 3 generations
I'm talking when spaceships are around
And ya great, great grands
Reminiscing about foundation you gave em
For repairing my relationship with my pops before he passed
All I ask is you raise your glass for this celebration
Toast to the most beautiful girl in the world
My inspiration, thanks for the information
Chorus
Momma I made it..
Verse Two
I'm in BK where
It ain't everyday that you make it out
To be on top of yachts waving
I remember you saving for the light bill
Paid the rent with the light bill
Now my crib dark as a basement
And you'd lock up the phone when you wasn't home
We was communicating like the money you made wasn't basic
Our cable was basic
No HBO, no WHT
Just Ralph McDaniels on the station
I aggravated you for Atari and Coleco Vision
Pinstripe Lee's when the 1st day of school came
I was ok with not having everything as long as Saturdays
You had the Commodores playing
The expression on your face is priceless
It's still with me till this day
Baby girl I won't erase it
I go to my grave with the memory of the sacrifice you made
You deserve a standing ovation
Momma I made it
Chorus
Verse Three
Now your lil misfit makes sure everyday is Christmas
Write out your wish list
Sixes, wrist is glistening
You don't even like jewels
But you can missing anywhere you like to
Where the water's light blue
Anything you order, sign it to your nice room
Leave an extra tip Ma
Be extra nice to em
CEO Carter Foundation
Wow, I know pop's looking down
I know Colleek some where up in the clouds
Like go get em Grandma, make me proud
Didn't have a man in the house so you made one
So I act like ya husband and I'm only ya son
I told you one day I'll get you a home
But I didn't know it would possibly be in Rome
She told me don't wait on nobody
Get your own so with me myself & my microphone I made it.
Verse One
Ooh you so nasty
Amateur pole dancing
Come and get this cash from me
They call me rain man
She tried to rain dance
Money so long it will drown you girl
Buried under so much stacks
They had to pull back about 50 thou
Before they found ya girl
I brought book bags of that bankroll
I'm a D boy baby they know
I'm an original D boy
They go bankrupt if they try to keep up
No roof in my car but I got mirrors on the ceiling
I'll spread bread on the bed
Ever had sex on a million
Tell me
Chorus
Anything you want girl
I'll bet you never seen it like this
Just stay up on that floor girl
And I'll grant all your wishes
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You hot
Especially when you bounce, bounce
I really like it when you bounce, bounce
Verse Two
Red light, TLC
Through the left eye
My POV
On the eye chat
How's that for computer love
She rolled her eyes back
I'm like ooh you're so nasty
You turned my Maybach back seat
Into the Hotel De'Paris
I ain't gotta go
Down to the go go
You got a private show that's like magic city
I got stacks of fifties
I got piles of hundreds
That's role play
Act like you want it
You know you know you hot like fire
You throw that body
I'll throw them dollars
But not them 1's and not no 5's
Have you ever seen a Grover Cleveland
That's a thousand dollars
Chorus
Verse Three
Girl
You know
You hot like fire
As I blow some dough
You might retire
Take it slow like Ne-Yo
When shots was fired
In the Matrix have patience
Got lots of bottles
Rock-a-bye baby JAY-Z got notes like Mariah
Got no 1's got no 5's
My D notes are higher
I'm a D boy, they decoys
They money is lighter
Like Nicole Richie
Come with me
They on the diet baby
Chorus
Chorus
I see your jealousy as you're watching
You're watching
It's kind of sexy to me how you're watching
You're watching
I see your face
You wanna touch it
Come to my place
And let's discuss it
Tonight you'll be
A superstar
Come let me
Sign you up
Ooh, it's the lights
You're blinded by the action,
You need that
Hollywood
Ooh, it's the life,
You're blinded by the satisfaction,
You need that
Hollywood
Verse One
Paparazzi spots me in the lobby
Of my high rise
I hide, behind my shades
Cause the fame is blinding my eyes
My God, I know Ozzy Oz must have felt
When he was high
Cuz I have got, I have got
To make this stop
People often warn me that
The fame ain't for the faint of heart
It will change those who said they had love for you
Into strangers
When the fame starts
It's a chain reaction
Locomotion like when a train departs
Stranger
Things have happened
Rapping, stacking platinum plaquing
Born in Brooklyn, got a place in Manhattan
Going back to Brooklyn to escape the madness
When your friends is
Chris and Gwyneth
And your girl is more famous than you then it's
Time to get all your windows tinted
Keep ya eyes squinted
It's gonna flash any minute
The music biz is like musical chairs
It's about where you standing when the music stops spinning
Chorus
Ooh, it's the lights
You're blinded by the action,
You need that
Hollywood
Ooh, it's the life,
You're blinded by the satisfaction,
You need that
Hollywood
You got to get it
Do you want it
But you don't need it
Do you do, do you do
Verse Two
Hey Mister
Page Sixer
A lister
You're in the midst of
The ride of your life
But you gotta keep ya hits up
Can't put ya guard down
Gotta keep ya mitts up
Take a sip sir
It's so intoxicating
Ain't it
Try not to get jaded
Hollywood's been good to ya
Starting to feel like puss to ya
Don't lie, go on, fly
You addicted to the lights
Without the fame
How you gonna survive
It's like living on heroin
You so high
Bridge
And everybody's warning you about it
And once you taste it you can't live without it
Not cuz you chose to not live without it
It's now a part of you, it's now a part of you
And everybody's warning you about it
And once you taste it you can't live
Chorus
Verse Three
Wanna be seen
Male groupies
Now you've become
What you once despised
James Dean
John Belushi
Blow your whole life
Trying to live in the light
Heroines following
Marilyn hopping
Over the edge
Just like Janis Joplin
River Phoenix
Jimi Hendrix
Jimmy Morrison
All of them ended by Hollywood
Chorus (2x)
I try to pretend that I'm different, but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
I pray to God the Father, forgive a ni**a
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change
Verse One
Now the singer rob
Called the police on me
Y'all ni**as ran out
And cop the CD
See what I discovered
That y'all some snitch lovers
I might speak
But I don't f**k with nobody
See what Doug, Jimmy, and LA
Don't know
If these young'uns cross the line with HOV
I'm letting it blow
Have the papers writing stories
Like didn't they know
This what happens
When they made that rapper C.E.O., I know
It's just a matter of time
Before the steady hate
Starts to overflow
Then the levee breaks
And my conscience goes
You escape the rico
Why throw everything away
Over ego
You paper chasing
They paper hating
Billionaire HOV
You on the pace to make it
F**k that!
Exclamation, comma
Quotations “I love drama”
Period.
Chorus
Verse Two
Smelling like Patrone
Singing dirty rap songs
Tip-toeing in the crib
Like six in the morning
Everyday is the same
I said in Blueprint
That I never change
It's just a part of the game
Respect me I'm a thug
I might cool out for a sec
But expect me to bug
It's in my blood
But if my chick leave me
She gonna leave me for something
She gonna leave cuz Halle
She ain't gonna leave for nothing
Picture me getting up with something sleazy
Something, something so easy
You could take out his speed
Like nuttin' something
Soon as you finish cutting
You like leave me please
Not me
I need Angelina Jolie-sey comfort
So I ain't gonna make a move
Unless I got a plan b
That'll happen
The day I have a baby by Free
Not to say that anything
Is wrong with Free
Just to say there ain't nothing
Wrong with me
Now if my hand's in the cookie jar
Know one thing
I'mma take the cookie
Not leave my ring
Now if my hand's in the cookie jar
Know one thing
I'mma take the cookie
Not leave my ring
Chorus
Verse Three
You little ni**as ain't deep
You dumb
You ni**as ain't gangsta
You gum
I chew little ni**as
Hach to speu (spit sound) little ni**as
I could only view little ni**as
Like little ni**as
But in lieu of little ni**as
Trying to play that boy
I pew pew (lazer sounds) little ni**as
With the latest toy
Unlike you little ni**a
I'm grown a** man
Big shoes to fill ni**a
Grown a** pants
I probably hustle with you pops
Go ask ya parents
It's apparent
You're staring at a legend, who
Put a few little ni**as
In they place before
Trying to eat
Without saying they grace before
Blasphemous bastards
Get ya faith restored
Y'all viewing
Y'all version of the Lord, God
Emcee little ni**a
Applaud or
Forever burn in the fire
That I spit at y'all
I rebute you little ni**a
The meek shall perish
I'll roof you little ni**a
I'm a project terrorist
Cute, you little ni**as
Think you in my class
Substitute little ni**as
Soon feel my wrath
I'll mute you little ni**a
You a little ni**a
I'll child abuse you little ni**a
I'm a ill ni**a
Now shoo you little ni**as
Go somewhere and play
Cuz the day I lose to you little ni**as
Is no day
Chorus
Chorus
Told you to get your money when you see a boss coming
Thought sh*t was funny, but what, what you say now
Learn how to accomplish, I done came, I done conquered
Now what's that you talking bout, we gonna see now
Dig a hole
Dig a hole
Dig a hole
Go 'head bury yourself
Verse One
I'm still here mon frair
You know the cost I bear
They like, that's why they call you HOV
I'm like yeah, I'm like Air
Little shots go through me
Won't tear one tissue
No tears no tissue,
Not an issue
Don't cry for me
I peep these ni**as from deep
Got a front row seat
Even if we don't speak
Silent partner
I hear you loud and clear
You left your fingerprint
You ain't gotta be there
I'm just waiting for you to dig a hole
Big enough
To put your whole body in
And then I'm gonna body them
It's nothing but a hobby to him
Simple as serve and volley to him
Ni**as is like HOV
Why don't you get it old boy
Why kill a puppet
And leave Geppetto alive
Why not wait to catch 'em all together
This way you dig one big hole one time
Verse Two
How is ni**as dissing me
I made it possible
For ni**as to make history
How is this possible
Please explain this sh*t to me
How is it logical
Have we forgotten our history
Let's open our Bibles
It's like the Disciples dissing Jesus
Becoming His rivals
Shunning the one thing
That they owe they life to
You let that man hype you
To go against your idol
Knowing good and goddamn well
This what I do
You think I'm in the office
I'm off my grind
That's how kids become orphans
You lost your mind
I keep my enemies close
I give 'em enough rope
They put themselves in the air
I just kick away the chair
Chorus
Verse Three
HOV gonna get you
I ain't forget yo little disrespect
No HOV daddy gonna spank you
For that sh*t you said
It's hard to do
When you ain't got nothing to prove
Everybody know you better
But you in a lose lose
Cuz even when you win
Ultimately you lose
Real ni**as is like
Why is HOV talking to dude
He sells in the 2's
Only time you went plat
My chain was on your neck
That's an actual fact
So I'm praying
That it spills outside of the booth
That's when y'all ni**as
Outside of ya truth
Outside of ya league
That's not what you do
Ni**as throwing Roc signs
Outside of ya coupe, oh
Don't look at HOV
Like he did something wrong to him
Cuz he's onto him
He just took what belong to him
Ni**as playing checkers
With chess playing HOV
This game is over, I dunno know if you know
You in the hole
Chorus
My people was poor
Before the hurricane came
Before the downpour poured
It's like when Mary J. sang
Everyday it rains
So everyday the pain
Went ignored and I'm sure
Ignorance was to blame
But life is a chain
Cause and affected
Ni**as off the chain
Because they affected
It's a dirty game
So whatever is effective
From weed to selling 'cane
Gotta put that in effect, sh*t
Wouldn't you loot
If you didn't have the loot
And your baby needed food
And you were stuck on the roof
And the helicopters swoop down
Just get a scoop
Through his telescopic lens
But he didn't scoop you
And the next 5 days
No help ensued
They called you a refugee
Cause you seek refuge
And the Commander in Chief
Just flew by
Didn't stop
Though he had a couple of seats
Just rude, Jet Blue he is not
Jet blew by the spot
But if he ran outta jet fuel
And just dropped, huh
That would've been something to watch
Helicopters doin' fly-bys
To take a couple of shots
Couple of portraits then ignored 'em
He'd be just another Bush
Surrounded by a couple of orchids
Poor kids just cause they was poor kids
Left 'em on their porches
Same ol' story in New Orleans
Silly rappers cause we got a couple of Porsches
And MTV stop by to film our fortresses
We forget the unfortunate
Sure I ponied up a mill
But I didn't give my time
So in reality I didn't give a dime
Or a damn
I just put my monies in hands
Of the same people
That left my people stranded
Nothing but a bandit
Left them folks abandoned
Damn, that money that we gave
Was just a Band-Aid
Can't say that we was better off
Then we was before
In synopsis
This is my minority report
Verse Two
So many times I'm covering my eyes
Peeking through my fingers trying to hide my
Frustration
Seems like we don't even care
So we send a lil money
Tell 'em it's alright
To be able to sleep at night
You would pay that price
While somebody's just lost
Their whole damn life
Seems like we don't even care
When it wasn't on the nightly news no more
Suddenly it didn't matter to you no more
They went in and almost nothing changed
Seems like we don't even care
What the hell were they there for
Seems like we don't even care
Verse One
Life is but a dream to me
I don't wanna wake up
Thirty odd years without having my cake up
So I'm about my paper
24/7 365, 366 in a leap year
I don't know why we here
Since we gotta be here
Life is but a beach chair
Went from having shabby clothes
Crossing over Abbey Roads
Hear my angels singing to me
Are you happy HOV?
I just hope I'm hearing right
Karma's got me fearing life
Colleek are you praying for me
I got demons in my past
So I got daughters on the way
If the prophecy's correct
Then the child should have to pay
For the sins of a father
So I barter my tomorrows
Against my yesterdays
In hopes that she'll be OK
And when I'm no longer here
The shade of face from the glare
I'll give her my share of Carol's Daughter
& a new beach chair
Verse Two
Life is but a dream to me
Gun shots sing to these
Other guys but lullabys
Don't mean a thing to me
I'm not afraid of dying
I'm afraid of not trying
Everyday hit every wave
Like I'm Hawaiian
I don't surf the net
No I never been on myspace
Too busy letting my voice vibrate
Carving out my space
In this world of fly girls
Cutthroats & diamond cut ropes I twirls
Benzs round corners
Where the sun don't shine
I let the wheels give a glimpse
Of hope of one's grind
Some said HOV, how you get so fly
I said from not being afraid to fall out the sky
My physical's a shell
So when I say farewell
My soul will find an even
Higher plane to dwell
So fly you shall
So have no fear, just know that
Life is but a beach chair
Verse Three
Life is but a dream
Can't mimic my life
I'm the thinnest cut slice
Intercut, the winner's cup
With winters rough enough
To interrupt life
That's why I'm both
The saint & the sinner
Nice
This is Jay everyday
No compromise
No compass comes with this life
Just eyes
So to map it out
You must look inside
Sure books can guide you
But your heart defines you
Chica
Your corazon is what brought us home
In great shape like Heidi Klum
Maricon, I am on
Permanent vaca
Life is but a beach chair
This song is like a Hallmark card
Until you reach here
So till she's here
And she declared
The air
I will be prepared
A blueprint for you to print
A map so you can back
A guide for your eyes
And so you won't lose scent
I'll make a stink for you to think
I ink these verses full of prose
So you won't get conned out of 2 cent
My last will and testament I leave my heir
My share of Roc-A-Fella Records and a shiny new beach chair
