Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is Hov', 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 frying pan into the fire
I be the music biz number one supplier
Flyer than a piece of paper bearin my name
Got the hottest chick in the game wearing my chain, that's right
I ain't done...
Check it out
Real n*ggas respect it, fake n*ggas want beef
Cause they know that's the only way we ever gon' speak
We never gon' see eye to eye
Your type of real I don't recognize, it's all televised
Mobsters op to, not get into beef
There's no business in it, it only brings police
Wanksters want beef and they name in the street
Most time end up with they brain where they feet should go
You should know if you gone do somethin'
And then go to radio, we all know you frontin'
They shootin', nobody dyin'
Somebody better put somebody body on somebody iron
Sometime soon or somebody lyin'
I ain't buyin' that sh*t y'all shovelin'
I ain't duckin' for nothin' cousin
I'm too tall to act small you liars
Aaight' that's enough, I'm done