Текст песни Jay-Z - The Rollers`s Back
Jay-Z - The Rollers`s Back слова песни
[Jay-Z]Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uh-uhhUh-huh uhh, uhh, uhhWhoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!I, am, back, niggazHa ha ha ha ha.. uh-oh, uh-oh - whoo!Ladies and gentlemen.. H, to the IzzoI wanna thank everybody out there for they purchaseI surely appreciate it - whoo!What you about to witness is my thoughtsJust my thoughts man - right or wrongJust what I was feeling at the time, uhhYou ever felt like this, you vibe with meWalk with a nigga man - just vibe with meYo, gather round hustlers that`s if you still livinAnd get on down, to that ol` Jig rhythmHere`s a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prisonA ribbon in the sky, keep your head highI, Young `Vito, voice of the young peopleMouthpiece for hustlers I`m back motherfuckersYour reign on the top was shorter than leprechaunsY`all can`t fuck with Hov`, what type of X y`all on?I got great lawyers for cops so dress warmCharges don`t stick to dude he`s teflonI`m too sexy for jail like I`m Right Said FredI`m not guilty, now GIMME back my breadMr. District Attorney I`m not sure if they told youI`m on TV every day, where the fuck could I go toplus - Hov` don`t run, Hov` stand and fightHov`s a soldier, Hov` been fightin all his life soWhat could you do to me? It`s not new to meSue me; fuck you - what`s a couple dollars to me?But you will respect me, simple as thatOr I got no problem goin backI`m representin for the seat where Rosa Parks satWhere Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was poppedSo off we go, let the trumpets blowAnd hold on, because the driver of the mission is a proThe roller`s backUhh, uh-huh uhh uhhI, am, BACK, niggaz - whoo! whoo! whoo! whoo!Yeah, yeah, yeahTurn the motherfuckin speakers upThe ruler`s backI, am, back, niggazYeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeahWell in these times, well at least to meThere`s a lot of rappers out there tryin to sound like Jay-ZI`ll help you out, here`s what you doYou gonna need a wide lens cause that`s a VERR` big shoeAnd you got a couple of +Beans+ and you don`t have a +Clue+?You situation is +Bleek+, I`ma keep it +Rell+ causeFuckin with me, you gotta drop +Amil+Cause if you gonna cop somethin you gotta cop f`realDon`t only talk it, walk like it - from the Bricks to the boothI can predict the future like Cleo the psychicYou can`t date skills and wife it (uh-uh)And you can`t sell me bullshit, we know the pricesSo what your life is? We gon` roll`til the wheels fall off, y`all muh`fuckers check the tiresOff we go, let the trumpets blowAnd hold on, because the driver of that Bentley is a proThe roller`s backUhh, uhhI, am, back, niggazFeels good! HaPah, holla at me!The ruler`s backYeah.. whoo!Yeah.. yeah.. yeah..Now bounce, c`mon, bounceUhh, whoo! Whoo!Bounce, c`mon, bounceUhh, uhh, yeah, yeahBounce, c`mon, bounceUhh, yeah, just my thoughts ladies and gentlemenJust what I`m feelin at the time, you know what I mean?Knahmean? {*music fades w/ ad libs*}