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Jay Z - Hova song intro
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[Jay-Z]
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 don´t care if it´s winter
I want you to put all your windows down
Zone out, buckle up, let´s go

Hello it´s Hova; that´s right young´un the wait is over
The new millineum 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 Seperation" and I´m Kevin Bacon
This is the murderer´s version
Jigga the shit, even when he rhyme in third person
Hova the God, I should be rappin with turban
Haters can´t disturb him, waiters can´t serve him
Mike Jordan of rap - outside J workin
Now watch how quickly I drop 50
I don´t like playin, niggaz can´t stick me
Niggaz can not jam me, niggaz can´t 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? It´s Hova the God

[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 here
He´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 time
that´s what makes you who you are, makes you what you are"
How many years you been around this thing of ours?
Commision, 125 years
What´s it about?
It´s about rules, parameters
You take the beatin for the friend you don´t lay down
you don´t betray who you are, what you are
You gotta remember guys like Taj, Chill, Ran, Emory
They don´t roar, they don´t rap
You know why? That´s the rules, you don´t break them
You was born to be somethin I wasn´t 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
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 Commision
Five ten years from now...
They´re gonna miss Jay-Z
Oahhhkayyyyy, I´m reloaded!!!!!