Uhh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah
Just point out the bounce, yeah
Timbo the king, yeah
Young Hov´ the king, yeah
Just point out the bounce..
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen

[Jay-Z]
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn´t even be stopped by Bin Laden
So September 11th marks the era forever
of a revolutionary Che Gueverra
Now it´s a whole museum of, Hov´ MCers
Everybody dupin the flow, you see ´em
Everybody loopin up soul
It´s like you tryin to make "The Blueprint 2" before Hov´
Shout out to Just Bleezy and, Kan-yeezy
See how we adjusted the game so easy
Chicks barely dancin, glancin every chance they get
Like - oh shit, he´s so handsome
Still in demand in the longest run standin
Kidnap rap seven years, no ransom
Can´t one nigga get it back no rap
Young Hov´s goin to Canton, I´m now eligible

[Chorus]
Point out the bounce - and show you how to get this dough in
large amounts ´til it´s hard to count
Point out the bounce - I turn a 8 to an ounce
to a whole ki to the R.O.C.
Point out the bounce - Timbo the king nigga
Uhh, yeah, uhh
Point out the bounce - jeah, Young Hov´ the king nigga

Uhh, I got y´all..

[Jay-Z]
For those that think Hov´ fingers bling bling´n
Either haven´t heard the album or they don´t know english
They only know what the single is, and singled that out
to be the meaning of what he is about
And bein I´m about my business, not minglin much
runnin my mouth, that shit kept lingerin
But no dummy, that´s the shit I´m sprinklin
The album width to keep the registers ringin
In real life, I´m much more distinguished
I´m like a bloke from London, England
Jeah, you jinglin baby
See I go right back and I bring ´em in baby
Business mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my soul
Crossed the line, I bought pop across the row
Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good
Slangin them O´s like a real O.G. should
Oh, he´s good, no he would never sell out he´s so young

[Chorus]

[Kanye West]
Magazines call me a rock star, girls call me cock star
Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star
Chi-Town go-gettin pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even said, "You´re a monster!"
Yeah, that´s how I feel
To be down, you must appeal
To the crew, we´re rated R
O.C., O.G., Bobby Johnson son
Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo´ car?"
I seen MTV, I know who you are
You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas?
I did take over the game, brought back the soul
Got tracks to go, got plaques that´s gold
Platinum to go, yeah that´s the flow
All I, know, I gots the flow
And I don´t play cause I´m from Chicago

[Chorus]

Point out the bounce [repeat 5X]