Luyện nghe bài hát Hova Song (outro)

Yeah, I you just ripped the packaging off your CD
If you like me, you readin' the credits now
If you in your car, I don't if it's winter
I want you to put all your down

Zone out, buckle up, go
Hello it's Hova, that's right young'un, the wait is
The new millennium is us, the album is here
Before we get into the shit, get a few things clear

Rappers with no
There's Degrees of Separation' and I'm Kevin Bacon
This is the murderer's
Jigga the shit, even he rhyme in third person

Hova the God, I be rappin' with the turban
Haters can't disturb him, waiters can't him
Mike Jordan of rap, J workin'
Now watch how I drop 50

I don't like playin', niggaz stick me
Niggaz cannot jam me, can't get me
at the Rucka wanna leave and spend with me
I consistently take 'em out the like Ken Griffey

Do you It's Hova the God
Makes you think the people in your life
Then I think about BIG, what'd he say if he was
He'd say, "Jay, what's it about? What's life

If you go through as a man's a man"
say, "Suck it up, take the fall, do the time
That's what you who you are, makes you what you are"
How years you been around this thing of ours?

Commission, 125
What's it
about rules, parameters
You take the beatin' for the you don't lay down

You don't who you are, what you are
You remember guys like Taj, Chill, Ran, Emory
They roar, they don't rap
You know why? the rules, you don't break them

You was born to be somethin', I wasn't even supposed to be
Okay, so you humble me now, what you
You got a war, you got war
You got a crime syndicate now

no rules, there's no parameters, there's no feelings
There's no feelings for this
So five, ten years now
You're wish there was an American Commission

ten years from now
They're miss Jay-Z
Okay, I'm