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    "Public Service Announcement" Lyrics

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    This is a public service announcement
    Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records

    "Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity
    that I present this recording, as a living testiment and recollection
    of history in the making during our generation."

    Allow me to re-introduce myself
    My name is Hov', OH, H-to-the-O-V
    I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z
    I guess even back then you can call me
    CEO of the R-O-C, Hov'!
    Fresh out the fryin pan into the fire
    I be the, music biz number one supplier
    Flyer/flier than a piece of paper bearin my name
    Got the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, that's right
    Hov', OH - not D.O.C.
    But similar to them letters, "No One Can Do it Better"
    I check cheddar like a food inspector
    My homey Strict told me, "Dude finish your breakfast"
    So that's what I'ma do, take you back to the dude
    with the Lexus, fast-forward the jewels and the necklace
    Let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this
    I shoot at you actors like movie directors {*laughing*}
    This ain't a movie dog (oh shit)

    "Now before I finish, let me just say
    I did not come here to show out, did not come here to impress you
    Because to tell you the truth when I leave here I'm GONE!
    And I don't care WHAT you think about me - but just remember,
    when it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years,
    twenty years from now, you're gonna be able to say
    that these brothers lied to you JACK!"

    Ving ain't lie
    I done came through the block in everything that's fly
    I'm like, Che Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
    I never claimed to have wings on
    Nigga I get mine - by any means on whenever there's a drought
    Get your umbrellas out because, that's when I brainstorm
    You can blame Shawn, but I ain't invent the game
    I just rolled the dice, tryin to get some change
    And I do it twice, ain't no sense in me
    lyin as if, I am a different man
    And I could blame my environment but
    there ain't no reason why I be buyin expensive chains
    Hope you don't think youse as hardy
    Only a fews-us niggaz, gettin high within the game
    If you do then, how would you explain?
    I'm ten years removed, still the vibe is in my veins
    I got a hustler spirit, nigga period
    Check out my hat yo, peep the way I wear it
    Check out my swag' yo, I walk like a ballplayer
    No matter where you go, you are what you are player
    And you can try to change but that's just the top layer
    Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here
    Only God can judge me, so I'm gone
    Either love me, or leave me alone

    * Now, back to our regular scheduled program *
    -- "Le Album Noir" - "The Black Album" --
    • submitted by BabY_GirL_Roc_A_Fella
    • corrected by Tommy Ble on January 10th, 2009
    • written by Shawn Carter, Raymond C Levin
    • copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc., Emi Music Publishing

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       thedream says:
      Like 018-10-2005 16:57
      jay murderd dis shit
       y2kash says:
      Like 006-01-2005 08:22
      easily...my favorite track on the album