[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 roller´s back

Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh
I, am, BACK, niggaz - whoo! whoo! whoo! whoo!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn the motherfuckin speakers up
The ruler´s back
I, am, back, niggaz
Yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah, 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´ma keep it +Rell+ cause
Fuckin with me, you gotta drop +Amil+
Cause if you gonna cop somethin you gotta cop f´real
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 (uh-uh)
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 roller´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?
Knahmean? {*music fades w/ ad libs*}