Fresh from London... Paris, Germany...

It's Euro-Jay... International Hov...

Bon Shoir, muhfuckas!... We back...

as if we never left this bitch... on top... it's worldwide...

Still Just Blaze'in this shit up... 



[VERSE 1]

Every place I visit, I got land there

How could niggas stand there

Say I sound like them?  Hell no

Push wigs back, push Bentley drops that's yellow

Started from the elbow, nigga, from the get-go

No, not the Geico, ain't nothin accidental

Just the facts that I've been through

Perhaps if you was into

Half of the shit I've been through

That'd make your pen move

Your mind would open, your heart would bleed

Instead y'all niggas flow oh so retardedly

You sound retarded to me!  

How could you stand there, pants near down to your ass, you wanna spar with me

I'll put you down in the grass, it's the God MC, Young V-I-T-O

Young'n, you are my hijo

My son dula

I clean the cess pool up

Rap stinks 

You cats are the sphinx

You cut off your nose to spite your face

Bet you like it that way don'tchya?



[CHORUS]

Don't you know?

When you're defeated, young punk?

Won't you throw

Won't you throw in the towel, stop running your mouth

Don't you know that we know you're just running your mouth 

Cause when this shit pops off, we gonna run in your house

Don't you know

When you're defeated, young punk?

Won't you throw?

Won't you throw in the towel?  I'm better with vowels

My vocabulary murders the dictionary

Flow switches every 16, shits mean, man



[VERSE 2]

Shit, I'm heavy in the game

I ain't worried bout a thing

Last man standing

Blam-blammin the cannon

48 Hours, it's Reggie Hammond

The colte, Nick Nolte

My demeanor is Humphrey Bogey

Baby, I'm comfy, cozy, my spot is solidified

Roc-a-bye baby, I sing you a lillabye

How ill am I?  BK to Philladi-

Delphia! Niggas feelin how real am I

Shit, I carry two taurus, niggas they call me gemini

Though my birthday is one day before December 5

It's S Carter, the archer, I throw darts at ya

Arrows through your apparel, I will dearly depart ya

It's clearly hard for ya, what God has bestowed on me

You nah destroys me nigga; nigga I'm poetry

In four part harmony, it's like Jodeci

Check out my melody, my flow is a felony

Oh, I'm so seventies, I'm in tune with the heavenly

Governing body - Check, check, check out my destiny

I walk leaving four footprints

My hood sense

My book smarts

My faith of the unknown

And a good heart

What's seldom shown is the good part

Like I said

Try to bring em life, but they want dead

You won't listen

Hov is a nice guy, but you don't miss him

That'll piss him off quick, you won't listen



[CHORUS]