text: Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity that I present this recording as a living testament 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 than a piece of paper bearin my name
  Got the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, thats 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 thats what Ima 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 
  This aint a movie, dog 
  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 Im gone!
  And I dont care what you think about me—but just remember, when it hits the fan, brother, whether its next year, ten years, twenty years from now, youll never be able to say that these brothers lied to you Jack!
  Thing aint lie
  I done came through the block in everything thats fly
  Im like Che Guevara with bling on, Im complex
  I never claimed to have wings on
  Nigga, I get my by any means on whenever theres a drought
  Get your umbrellas out because thats when I brainstorm
  You can blame Shawn, but I aint invent the game
  I just rolled the dice, trying to get some change
  And Id do it twice, aint no sense in me
  Lying as if I am a different man
  And I could blame my environment but
  There aint no reason why I be buying expensive chains
  Hope you dont think users are the only abusers
  Niggas getting high within the game
  If you do then, how would you explain?
  Im 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 thats just the top layer
  Man, you was who you was fore you got here
  Only God can judge me, so Im gone
  Either love me, or leave me alone