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Jay-Z ~ The Ruler's Back
| [Intro - Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh-huh, uh, uh Woo!! (woo!! woo!! woo!!) I am back, niggas (woo!! woo!! woo!!) Ha, ah, ah, ah, ah (Uh-oh) Woo!! Woo!! Ladies and gentlemen... H to the IZZO I wanna thank everybody out there for their purchase Surely appreciate it What you're about to witness is my thoughts Just my thoughts, man Right and wrong, just what I was feelin' at the time Uh, you ever felt like this? Vibe wit' me, walk wit' a nigga Just vibe wit' me [Verse 1]: Yo, gather 'round hustlers, that's if you still livin' And get on down to that old Jig' rhythm Here's a couple of jewels to help get you through ya stint in prison Or ribbon in the sky, keep ya head high I, Young Vito, voice of the young people Mouthpiece for hustlers, I'm back, muthafuckas (woo!!) Your reign on the top was shorter than lepraucans Y'all can't fuck wit' Hov, what type of Ex' y'all on? I got great lawyers for cops that dress warm Charges don't stick to dude, he's teflon I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Right Said Fred I'm not guilty, now gimme back my bread Mr. District Attorney I'm not sure if they told you I'm on TV everyday, what the fuck could I go through Plus, Hov don't run, Hov stand and fight Hov's a soldier, Hov been fightin' all his life So, what could you do to me? It's not new to me Sue me, fuck you, what's a couple of dollars to me? But you will respect me, simple as that Or I got no problem goin' back I'm representin' for the seat which Rosa Parks sat in Malcolm X was shot in, Martin Luther was popped in So off we go, let the trumpets blow And hold on 'cause the driver of the mission is a pro [Chorus - Jay-Z] The ruler's back Uh, I am back, niggas Yeah, yeah, turn the muthafuckin' music up The Ruler's back I am back, niggas Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo!!) [Verse 2]: Well in these times, well at least to me There's a lot rappers out there tryin' to sound like Jay-Z I'll help you out, here's what you do You gonna need a wide lens 'cause that's a verr big shoe And you got a couple of Beans and don't have a Clue The situation is Bleek I'm-a keep it real 'cause, fuckin' wit' me You gotta drop Amil 'cause if you gonna cop somethin' You gotta cop for real Not only talk it, you walk like it From the bricks to the booth, I could predict the future like Cleo the psychic You can't date skeeos and wife it (uh-uh) And you can't sell me bullshit, we know the prices So whatcha life is? We gon' roll 'til the wheels fall off Y'all muh'fuckas check ya tires Off we go, let the trumpets blow And hold on because the driver of that Bentley is a bro [Chorus] [Jay-Z]: Now, bounce, c'mon, bounce Bounce, c'mon, bounce (uh, uh) Bounce, c'mon, bounce This my thoughts ladies and gentlemen Just what I was feelin' at the time You know what I mean? [*Music to fade*] more free lyrics |