The Ruler's Back - Jay-Z Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uh-uhh Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uhh Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! I, am, back, niggaz Ha ha ha ha ha uh-oh, uh-oh-whoo!
Ladies and gentlemen H, to the Izzo
I wanna thank everybody out there for they purchase
I surely appreciate it whoo! What you about to witness is my thoughts Just my thoughts man
right or wrong
Just what I was feeling at the time, uhh You ever felt like this,
you vibe with me Walk with a nigga man just vibe with me Yo, gather round hustlers
that's if you still livin And get on down, to that ol' Jig rhythm Here's a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high I, Young 'Vito, voice of the young people
Mouthpiece for hustlers
I'm back motherfuckers Your reign on the top was shorter than leprechauns
Y'all can't fuck with Hov', what type of X y'all on? I got great lawyers for cops so 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 every day, where the fuck could I go to 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 dollars to me? But you will respect me, simple as that Or I got no problem goin back I'm representin for the seat where Rosa Parks sat Where Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped So off we go, let the trumpets blow And hold on, because the driver of the mission is a pro
The ruler's back
Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh
Yeah, yeah, yeah Turn the motherfuckin music up
I, am, BACK, niggaz
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah yeah Well in these times, well at least to me There's a lot of 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 you don't have a Clue? You situation is Bleek I'm a keep it Rell cause Fuckin with me, you gotta drop Amil Cause if you gonna cop somethin you gotta cop Pharrel
Don't only talk it, walk like it from the Bricks to the booth I can predict the future like Cleo the psychic You can't date skills and wife it
And you can't sell me bullshit, we know the prices So what your life is? We gon' roll 'til the wheels fall off, y'all muh'fuckers check the tires Off we go, let the trumpets blow And hold on, because the driver of that Bentley is a pro The ruler's back
Uhh, uhh I, am, back, niggaz
Feels good! Ha Pah, holla at me! The ruler's back
Yeah whoo! Yeah yeah yeah
Now bounce, c'mon, bounce
Uhh, whoo! Whoo!
Bounce, c'mon, bounce Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah
Bounce, c'mon, bounce
Uhh, yeah, just my thoughts ladies and gentlemen
Just what I'm feelin at the time, you know what I mean?
