Haters, haters, snitch haters! And I made myself so easy to love Yeah, yeah How much they hate it, very Kiss girls like Katy Perry I am never sprung but I Springer, Jerry Don't try this at home, results may vary King like T.I. but in the Chi, Larry Hoova, HOVA, both are(a) American gangstas you choose who's, colder(a) Rappers get nasty in the booth, But I'm gross, I cant even stomach myself Ulcer(a), more realer cause I'm closer(a) Had girlies in girldles way more than they suppose to(a), Poser(a), No Sir(a),my hustle, so Russell, I stretch work, yoga You know I got it down dawg, Al Roker, I used to knock pounds off It ain't nothing for me to knock nouns off, But these MCs are(a) praying for my downfall, They just. Haters I wave at you, I'm so player, I'll never be done I'm so rare We Killing the game it's not fair You mother fuckers stay right there 'Cause we too high up in the air We blasting off just like a laser Nigga pewoon, pewoon, pewoon, Get me back, give me room, room, room DB-9 like vroomm,vroomm, vroom Y'all ho what we doing, doing, doing We balling, bitches,eating y'all food leaving dishes Why these niggas always talking lead talk Ye? Why I never see them at the Clearport Ye? Why I always hear they at the airport Why I fly daily like I'm in the airforce Therefore, please stop talking my ears off Millionaire talk, you haters, You mad at me 'cause your paper, Need to get his mother fucking weight up Wait up I ain't done, name one thing that I ain't done It hurts when you say that I ain't won, You haters, How do I gain your favor, I need to know cause I care I need you to love me I swear, look here See Ye is, runnin' the Chi like Gale Sayers, I'm runnin' new york, I got the mayor on my pager You cant fade us, you hate us I need you, stay there I breath you, like air, Air Where are my haters, I love all my haters I love all my haters I love all my haters

I'm a bad M-a-r-c-y P-r-o-j-e-c-t Ain't no other mother ****** in the rap game harder than me I go hard and get it in like a porn star Follow my moves you wanna make it to the top im on star For new born stars Even when the camera stop Ima hundred million dollar movie handle my cock Big homie from the back block When you first learn how to slap box Then you even learn how to chill with the pill Or handle the pot bring it back rock Number one rule if you *** get popped Don't cheddar box to the matlocks Death before dishonor I'ma honor the code they created Number 2 ruined it and it might sound rude but yep **** you paid me I drown my pain in porsches I lost my partner to the bullshit Still tryna hold on to my religion so I put a couple diamonds in the crosses Close your eyes see the darkness That's what it's like where I'm from No lawyers no doctors So either I go the hardest Or I could just call this a night On dark nights its like I see better On Dark Knights I'm like Heath Ledger Even if I overdose on drugs Motherfuckers can't kill my buzz Wait I ain't done Ima freestyle this Khaled let it run What's the hardest county in the Yayo Cause ima go harder then they go I'ma go harder than Baltimore Philly gone say they can't touch the boy Where you at Duval? Ima go harder than you all Harder than New York Turn the pro tunes in the booth off Ima go harder than Ye go And Ye go hard That's baby bro Put some more beat on that joint If you could you would get rid of me What you gonna do when a nigga got to go hard But i wont let you get to me You should already figure imma go hard If you were as real as me You would never let another nigga step in yo yard Makin money aint shit to me This in my veins and it gets to my heart So i am, i will, i gots to go You got another way to live you gots to go on I am gettin it in until the end i got to go, go, go, go hard I aint ever been scurred Never been a type to bite my words When i came up ya'll gave me shit Now im gunna make ya'll eat them terds Always said what the f**k i felt Gon head spit that murder i wrote Man i dont care what what you felt f**k you nigga i know im dope Dope like im comin to get my all Felt like i had to play the fly on the wall Felt like niggas was stuntin on me Funny how im flyer then them all Now im at the top aint know where to go now Instead of me she gon go down Maybe i would of slowed down if i knew what i know now Im scooby i know im dumb It cud get f**kin old but its good im young But my heart get cold as the hood im from Tell me what it take to be numba one I guess its gon be what its gon be But heres one thing ya'll got to hear Imma tell you like george bush told me F**k ya'll niggas im out of here If you could you would get rid of me What you gonna do when a nigga got to go hard But i wont let you get to me You should already figure imma go hard If you were as real as me You would never let another nigga step in yo yard Makin money aint shit to me This in my veins and it gets to my heart So i am, i will, i gots to go You got another way to live you gots to go on I am gettin it in until the end i got to go, go, go, go hard

With me, with me, with me, with me Oh, baby, ha-ha-ha-ha (down) Turn the motherfuckin' music up When it comes to being true, at least true to me (That's right, that's what I do, come on) One thing I've found (uh-huh), one thing I found Oh no, you'll never let me down (No, I ain't never let you down) Get up, I get down, get up, I get down Get up, I get down, get up, I get down (G-yeah, G-yeah) Get up, I get down, get up, I get down Yeah, ayy-yo, first I snatched the streets, then I snatched the charts First, I had they ear, now I have they heart Rappers came and went, I've been here from the start I seen 'em put it together, watched 'em take it apart Seen the Rovers roll up with ribbons I seen them re-po'd, re-sold, then re-driven So when I reload, he holds number one positions When you hot, I'm hot And when your feet cold, mines is sizzlin' It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck with me 'Cause I'ma be that nigga for life This is not a image, this is God-given This is hard-livin', mixed with Cristal sippin' It's the most consistent, Hov Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc and Nigga, I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin' It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy Get up, I get down, get up, I get down Get up, I get down, get up I get down for my grandfather who took my mama Made her sit in that seat where white folks ain't want us to eat At the tender age of six, she was arrested for the sit-ins And with that in my blood, I was born to be different Now niggas can't make it to ballots to choose leadership But we can make it to Jacob's or to the dealership That's why I hear new music and I just don't be feelin' it Racism's still alive, they just be concealin' it But I know they 'on't want me in the damn club They even made me show ID to get inside of Sam's Club I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed Swear I've been baptized least three or fo' times But in the land where niggas praise Yukons and gettin' paid It's gon' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved Like it take a lot more than durags to get you waves Nothin' sad as that day my girl father passed away So I promised to Mr. Rainey, I'm gonna marry your daughter And you know I gotta thank you for the way that she was brought up And I know that you were smilin' when you seen the car I bought her And you sent tears from Heaven when you seen my car get balled up But I can't complain what the accident did to my left eye 'Cause look what a accident did to Left Eye First Aaliyah, now Romeo must die? I know I got angels watchin' me from the other side When it comes to being true, at least true to me One thing I've found, one thing I found Oh no, you'll never let me down Get up, I get down, get up, I get down Get up, I get down, get up, I get down Get up, I get down, get up, I get down We are all here for a reason on a particular path You don't need a curriculum to know that you a part of the math Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world I'm tryna make it better for these little boys and girls I'm not just another individual My spirit is a part of this, that's why I get spiritual But I get my hymns from Him So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical I'm not a miracle, I'm a Heaven-sent instrument My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental That's why I'm instrumental, vibrations is what I'm into Yeah, I need my loot by rent day But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte I'm tryin' to get us "us free" like Cinque I can't stop, that's why I'm hot Determination, dedication, motivation I'm talkin' to you of my many inspirations When I say I can't let you or self down If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest riff And if you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life In my grip, I would never-ever let you down And when these words are found Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called love That's why my breath is felt by the deaf And while my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind I too dream in color and in rhyme So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house 'Cause whenever I open my heart, my soul or my mouth A touch of God reigns out Take 'em to church When it comes to being true, at least true to me (yeah) One thing I found, one thing I found Oh no, you'll never let me down Get up, I get, get up, I get Get up, I get, get up, I get Get up, I get, get up, I get down Who else you know been hot this long? (Oh yeah, we ain't finished) Started from nothin' but he got this strong (The Roc is in the building) Built the Roc from a pebble, peddled rock before I met you Pedaled bikes, got my nephews pedal bikes because they special (woo) Let you tell it, man, I'm fallin' Well, somebody must have caught him 'Cause every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan 'em Number one albums, what I got? Like four of them More of them on the way, the eighth wonder on the way Clear the way, I'm here to stay Y'all can save the chitter chat, this and that This is Jay, dissin' Jay will get you maced When I start spittin' them lyrics, niggas get very religious Six Hail Marys, "Please Father forgive us" Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas The way y'all all follow Jigga Hov's a livin' legend and I'll tell you why Everybody wanna be Hov and Hov's still alive Down, down, down, down, down, down