[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
mutha as (woo!!) Your reign on the top was shorter than lepraucans Y all can t 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 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
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 mutha in 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
in 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
we know the prices So whatcha life is? We gon roll til the wheels fall off Y all muh as 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 ]

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