Intro: Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that,
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that,
Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this,
Get off Jay-Z d***.
What? Y'all n****s get
front page articles if y'all mention Jay-Z name?
(Jay-Z, Jay-Z won't hold my hand no more; Jay-Z won't gimme no money)
I understand what y'all tryin' to do
I brought the floops this time though...
Unleash the floops on 'em Guru
Let's get the proceedings proceedin' this evenin'
Let's do it right this time
Come on...
Verse 1: H.O.V.A, I got my mojo back baby, Oh Behave! Naw, Naw; Don't be afraid; y'all in ya articles harked and spit at Jay, Y'all from afar threw thoughts my way, what you thought I would not have nothin' to say? Nope! Y'all fell into the booby trap, I set the trap just to see dude react, and now? And now you'se can't leave, you opened the door guard, I'm at you annually. And I'm sorry Miss Rosie Perez, I called a spade a spade it just is what it is. But you can't give credit to anything dude says, same dude that give you ice and you owe him some head (SHORTY)it's time to wake up the dead, you sound a little naive in them articles that I read (chorus)
Chorus: H.O.V.A,
The Blueprint 2 baby, on the way
H.O.V.A,
I got my mojo back baby
Oh Behave! (2x)
Verse 2: Can't y'all see that he's fake? The rap version of T.D. Kjakes. Prophecisin' on ya CD's and tapes; won't break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes; and this is with whom you wanna place ya faith? I put dollas on mine, ask Columbine. When the Twin Towers dropped I was the first in line. Relatin' proceeds off every ticket sold, when I was... out on the road that's how you judge Hove. No? Ain't I supposed to be absorbed in 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 take his dollas and give gifts at the Prodigies, dudes it's all politics, depositin' checks they put in they pockets and all you get in return is alot of lip (yap, yap, yap) and y'all buy the s**t caught up in the hype. Cuz a n**** where a koufi, it don't mean that he bright. Cuz you don't understand him, it don't mean that he nice. It just means you don't understand all the bulls**t that he writes. Is it "Oochie Wally Wally," or is it "One Mic," is the "Black Girl Lost," or shorty "Owe You" for ice? I've been real all my life, they confuse it with conceit. Cuz "I Will Not Lose" they try to help him cheat. But " I Will Not Lose," for even in defeat there's a valuable lesson learned so it evens it up for me. When the grass is cut, the snakes will show. Gotta thank the little homie Nas for that, though. Savin' me the hassle of speakin' of half of these a**holes, now I'ma let karma catch up to Jaz-O (whoa!) See, I'm back 'fore you had a chance to miss me. My momma can't save you this time n****s is history. Who you know flow vicious as me yet so religiously, that's why they call me"Hove." I get the spoils cuz the victor is me (me, n****) you're an actor, you not who you're depicted to be. You "Street Dreamin'," all y'all n****s livin' through me. I gave you life when n****s was forgettin' you MC. I'm a legend you should take a picture with me. You should happy to be in my presence, I should charge you a fee. I'm "Big Dawg," Glen Rob, listen "God," you a flea; in the little homie jungle there's a garden of me. What's the problem B? You not as hard as me! N**** hard as we! N**** R.O.C., n****! That's why they follow me, they feel my pain and my agony, n****! I won't rest 'til you on one knee, you want war? then it's war it's gone be n****. 'til you on one knee, you want war? Then it's war it's gone be... n****!
Chorus (2x)
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