You are... Tuned in... To the... Greatest... Young... H-O-V

Good Lord! Good Lord! Good Lord! Oh My God! Come ON!

Pops sped off. Left mom with a bundle o' joy, a boy, smack dab in the jungle. Took tunnel vision, but he would soon become a mogul, but first he brought that crack back like a yo-yo. Don't play with my yo-yo loco, niggas in the hood first niggas hatin on me its all good. I'm buyin things like my shit don't stink. Gucci links and Gucci gooses watchin too many movies, bullet proof this. Had some nerve, like pullin toothsters (?) when you're 16, comin through roofless, yeah ya boy ruthless, like Ice Cube was, turn the whole city on, I'm the new plug. So if this is ya first time hearin this, you're about to experience someone so cold. A journey seldom seen, the American dream, from the bottom to the top of the globe. They call me HOV.

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They gunnin for me. Wanna see me fall. You know my story, I been through it all. Nights I felt like dyin, but I ain't cryin. What didn't kill me, made me strong as iron... iron... iron... OH MY GOD! HOV!

Now I'm knee deep in the concrete, like the streets are made of quicksand, its beyond deep. I got a chemical romance, two left feet. So now I dance with the devil, please G-O-D. Save me from the Black Parade, release me. My life like Grand Theft Auto, PSP. I'm in that Ro-Ro, puffin on the La La, duckin from the po-po, everytime I drive by, say hi to the bad guy. All my mama's friend are like mmm, mmm, mmm, would you just look at him. So sorry dear mama, for your embarassment. But gimme couple years I pray I'll never sin again. Got all these rival dealers, tryin ta do me in. And all these little rappers don't know how prepared for THEM I AM. I AM! I'm feeling like the world's against me, Lord, call me crazy, but strangely I love the odds.

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They gunnin for me. Wanna see me fall. You know my story, I been through it all. Nights I felt like dyin, but I ain't cryin. What didn't kill me, made me strong as iron... iron... iron... OH MY GOD! HOV!

Now these baby ballers, toy rappers, callin out my name to bring the boy backwards. Shootin airballs at the basket. What you call money I paid more in taxes! I got crowned king down in Africa, out in Niger, do you have any idea? Sold out shows out in Seoul, Korea. Jo-burg, Dublin, Tanzania. Lunch with Mandela, dinner with Cavalli, still got time to give water out to EVERYbody. Every BODY, fall back, y'all rappin, I'm reenactin. CNN, you see its accurate. ESPN, see me in action. Monday nights... when the half ends. When you ten years in... holla back then.

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They gunnin for me. Wanna see me fall. You know my story, I been through it all. Nights I felt like dyin, but I ain't cryin. What didn't kill me, made me strong as iron... iron... iron... OH MY GOD! HOV!