Fresh from London... Paris, Germany...
It`s Euro-Jay... International Hov...
Bon Shoir, muhfuckas!... We back...
as if we never left this bitch... on top... it`s worldwide...
Still Just Blaze`in this shit up...
[VERSE 1]
Every place I visit, I got land there
How could niggas stand there
Say I sound like them? Hell no
Push wigs back, push Bentley drops that`s yellow
Started from the elbow, nigga, from the get-go
No, not the Geico, ain`t nothin accidental
Just the facts that I`ve been through
Perhaps if you was into
Half of the shit I`ve been through
That`d make your pen move
Your mind would open, your heart would bleed
Instead y`all niggas flow oh so retardedly
You sound retarded to me!
How could you stand there, pants near down to your ass, you wanna spar with me
I`ll put you down in the grass, it`s the God MC, Young V-I-T-O
Young`n, you are my hijo
My son dula
I clean the cess pool up
Rap stinks
You cats are the sphinx
You cut off your nose to spite your face
Bet you like it that way don`tchya?
[CHORUS]
Don`t you know?
When you`re defeated, young punk?
Won`t you throw
Won`t you throw in the towel, stop running your mouth
Don`t you know that we know you`re just running your mouth
Cause when this shit pops off, we gonna run in your house
Don`t you know
When you`re defeated, young punk?
Won`t you throw?
Won`t you throw in the towel? I`m better with vowels
My vocabulary murders the dictionary
Flow switches every 16, shits mean, man
[VERSE 2]
Shit, I`m heavy in the game
I ain`t worried bout a thing
Last man standing
Blam-blammin the cannon
48 Hours, it`s Reggie Hammond
The colte, Nick Nolte
My demeanor is Humphrey Bogey
Baby, I`m comfy, cozy, my spot is solidified
Roc-a-bye baby, I sing you a lillabye
How ill am I? BK to Philladi-
Delphia! Niggas feelin how real am I
Shit, I carry two taurus, niggas they call me gemini
Though my birthday is one day before December 5
It`s S Carter, the archer, I throw darts at ya
Arrows through your apparel, I will dearly depart ya
It`s clearly hard for ya, what God has bestowed on me
You nah destroys me nigga; nigga I`m poetry
In four part harmony, it`s like Jodeci
Check out my melody, my flow is a felony
Oh, I`m so seventies, I`m in tune with the heavenly
Governing body - Check, check, check out my destiny
I walk leaving four footprints
My hood sense
My book smarts
My faith of the unknown
And a good heart
What`s seldom shown is the good part
Like I said
Try to bring em life, but they want dead
You won`t listen
Hov is a nice guy, but you don`t miss him
That`ll piss him off quick, you won`t listen
[CHORUS]
