This is a public service announcement Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records Fellow Americans it is with the utmost pride and sincerity that I present this recording as a living testiment and recollection of history in the making during our generation Allow me to re-introduce myself My name is Hov', OH H-to-the-O-V I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z I guess even back then you can call me CEO of the R-O-C, Hov'! Fresh out the fryin pan into the fire I be the, music biz number one supplier Flyer flier than a piece of paper bearin my name Got the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain that's right Hov', OH - not D.O.C. But similar to them letters No One Can Do it Better I check cheddar like a food inspector My homey Strict told me Dude finish your breakfast So that's what I'ma do take you back to the dude with the Lexus, fast-forward the jewels and the necklace Let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this I shoot at you actors like movie directors This ain't a movie dog Now before I finish let me just say I did not come here to show out did not come here to impress you Because to tell you the truth when I leave here I'm GONE! And I don't care WHAT you think about me but just remember when it hits the fan brother whether it's next year ten years twenty years from now you're gonna be able to say that these brothers lied to you JACK Ving ain't lie I done came through the block in everything that's fly I'm like, Che Guevara with bling on, I'm complex I never claimed to have wings on Nigga I get mine by any means on whenever there's a drought Get your umbrellas out because that's when I brainstorm You can blame Shawn but I ain't invent the game I just rolled the dice tryin to get some change And I do it twice ain't no sense in me lyin as if I am a different man And I could blame my environment but there ain't no reason why I be buyin expensive chains Hope you don't think youse as hardy Only a fews-us niggaz gettin high within the game If you do then how would you explain? I'm ten years removed still the vibe is in my veins I got a hustler spirit nigga period Check out my hat yo peep the way I wear it Check out my swag' yo I walk like a ballplayer No matter where you go you are what you are player And you can try to change but that's just as hot player Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here Only God can judge me so I'm gone Either love me or leave me alone