Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that Y'all niggas get front page articles, y'all mention Jay-Z name Sting on, Jay-Z, Jay-Z, and Jay-Z News I understand what y'all trying to do I bought the flutes this time though Unleash the flutes on them gurus Give me some more music in the headphone Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening Let's do this thing Let's do it right this time Come on H-O-V-A I got my mojo back, baby, O-V-A Knock, knock, don't be afraid Y'all and your articles, hog, spit at Jay Y'all from afar, dude, that's my way What you thought I would not have nothing to say Nope, y'all fell into the booby trap I set the trap just to see dude react And now, now you just can't leave You open the door, God, I'm at you annually And I'm sorry, Ms. Rosie Perez I call her spade, a spade, it just is what it is But you can't give cred to anything dude says Same dude that give you ice and you own some head It's time to wake up the dead You sound a little naive in them articles that I read H-O-V-A New blueprint too, baby, on the way H-O-V-A I got my mojo back, baby, O-V-A H-O-V-A New blueprint too, baby, on the way H-O-V-A I got my mojo back, baby, O-V-A See that he's fake, the rap version of T.D. Jakes Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes Won't break you, a crumb of the little bit that he makes And this is with whom you unplace your faith I put dollars on mine, ask Columbine When the Twin Towers drop, I was the first in line Donating proceeds of every ticket sold When I was out on the road, that's how you judge hoes Ain't I supposed to be absorbed myself? Every time it's a tragedy, I'm the first one to help They call me this misogynist, but they don't call me the dude That takes his dollars, a gift, gives it to projects It's all politics, depositing checks they put in their pocket All you get in return is a lot of lip And y'all buy this ***, caught up in the hype Cause a nigga wear koofy, it don't mean he bright Cause you don't understand him, it don't mean he nice Just mean you don't understand all the bull*** that he write Is it Uchi, Wally, Wally, or is it One Mike? Is it Black Girl, Lost, or Shorty, O-U for Ice? I've been real all my life, they confuse it with conceit Since I will not lose, they try to help him cheat What I will not lose for even in defeat It's a valuable lesson learned, so it evens it up for me When the grass is cut, the snakes will show I gotta thank the little homie Nas for that though Saving me the hassle of speaking to half of these assholes And I'ma let karma catch up the jazz hoes I'm back for you, had a chance to miss me My mama can't save you this time, niggas, it's history Who you know, flow vicious as me, yet so religiously That's why they call me ho, I get the spoils cause the victor is me You're an actor, you're not who you're depicted to be You're street dreamin', all y'all niggas livin' through me I gave you life when niggas was forgettin' you MC I'm a legend, you should take a picture with me You should be happy to be in my presence, I should charge you a fee I'm Big Dawg, Glen Rob, listen, God to a flea And the little homie Jungle is a God to me What's the problem, B? You're not as hard as me Nigga hard as we, nigga R-O-C Nigga, that's why they follow me They feel my pain and my agony Nigga, I won't rest till you on one knee You want more than this war's gon' be, nigga Until you on one knee, you want more than this war's gon' be, nigga H-O-V-A, the blueprint too, baby, on the way H-O-V-A, I got my mojo back, baby, O-V-A H-O-V-A, the blueprint too, baby, on the way H-O-V-A, I got my mojo back, baby, O-V-A H-O-V-A