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 testament and recollection
Of history in the makin` durin` 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
C.E.O. of the ROC, Hov`
Fresh out the fryin` 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 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
Ni**a 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, you`se as hardy
Only a fews-us ni**az, 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, ni**a 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