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Uh-huh uhh, uhh,
uhh, uhh, uhh
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
I, am, back,
Ha ha ha ha ha.. uh-oh, - whoo!
and gentlemen.. H, to the Izzo
I thank everybody out there for they purchase
I surely it - whoo!
you about to witness is my thoughts
Just my thoughts man - or wrong
Just what I was at the time, uhh
You ever like this, you vibe with me
Walk with a nigga man - just vibe me

Yo, gather round hustlers if you still livin
And get on down, to that ol' Jig
Here's a couple of to help you get through your bid in prison
A ribbon in the sky, keep head high
I, 'Vito, voice of the young people
for hustlers I'm back motherfuckers
Your reign on the top was shorter than
Y'all can't fuck Hov', what type of X y'all on?
I got great for cops so dress warm
Charges don't stick to he's teflon
I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Right Said
I'm not guilty, now GIMME my bread
Mr. District Attorney I'm not sure if told you
I'm on TV every day, where the could I go to
plus - Hov' don't run, stand and fight
Hov's a soldier, Hov' been fightin all his so
What could you do to me? not new to me
Sue me; you - what's a couple dollars to me?
But you will respect me, as that
Or I got no goin back
I'm representin for the seat Rosa Parks sat
Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped
So off we go, let the blow
And hold on, because the of the mission is a pro
The back

Uhh, uhh uhh
I, am, BACK, - whoo! whoo! whoo! whoo!
Yeah, yeah,
Turn the speakers up
The ruler's
I, am, back,
Yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah,

Well in times, well at least to me
a lot of rappers out there tryin to sound like Jay-Z
I'll help you out, what you do
You gonna need a wide lens cause that's a big shoe
And you got a couple of +Beans+ and you don't a +Clue+?
You situation is +Bleek+, I'ma it +Rell+ cause
with me, you gotta drop +Amil+
Cause if you gonna cop somethin you gotta cop
Don't talk it, walk like it - from the Bricks to the booth
I can predict the future like Cleo the
You can't skills and wife it (uh-uh)
And you sell me bullshit, we know the prices
So what your life is? We roll
'til the wheels fall off, muh'fuckers check the tires
Off we go, let the trumpets
And hold on, the driver of that Bentley is a pro
The back

Uhh, uhh
I, am, back,
good! Ha
Pah, at me!
The ruler's
Yeah.. whoo!
Yeah.. yeah.. yeah..

Now bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, whoo! Whoo!
Bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, uhh, yeah,
Bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, yeah, just my ladies and gentlemen
what I'm feelin at the time, you know what I mean?
Knahmean? {*music w/ ad libs*}