Lyrics Izzo (H.O.V.A.) - Jay-Z
Ladies
and
gentlemen
let's
put
our
hands
together
for
the
astonishing
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Welcome
ladies
and
gentlemen
to
the
eighth
wonder
of
the
world
The
flow
of
the
century,
oh
it's
timeless.
HOV'!
Thanks
for
comin'
out
tonight
You
coulda
been
anywhere
in
the
world,
but
you're
here
with
me
I
appreciate
that,
uh
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Fo'
shizzle
my
nizzle
used
to
dribble
down
in
VA
Was
hurtin'
'em
in
the
home
of
the
Terrapins,
got
it
dirt
cheap
for
them
Plus
if
they
was
short
with
cheese
I
would
work
with
them
Brought
in
weed,
got
rid
of
that
dirt
for
them
Wasn't
born
hustlers,
I
was
birthin'
'em
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Fo'
sheezy
my
neezy
keep
my
arms
so
freezy
Can't
leave
rap
alone
the
game
needs
me
Haters
want
me
clapped
and
chromed
it
ain't
easy
Cops
wanna
knock
me,
D.A.
wanna
box
me
in
But
somehow,
I
beat
them
charges
like
Rocky
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Not
guilty,
he
who
does
not
feel
me
Is
not
real
to
me,
therefore
he
doesn't
exist
So
poof,
vamoose,
son
of
a
bitch!
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Fo'
shizzle
my
nizzle
used
to
dribble
down
in
VA
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
That's
the
anthem
get'cha
damn
hands
up
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Not
guilty
y'all
got
to
feel
me
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
That's
the
anthem
get'cha
damn
hands
up!
(Holla
at
me)
I
do
this
for
my
culture
To
let
'em
know
what
a
nigga
look
like,
when
a
nigga
in
a
roaster
Show
'em
how
to
move
in
a
room
full
of
vultures
Industry
shady
it
need
to
be
taken
over
Label
owners
hate
me
I'm
raisin
the
status
quo
up
I'm
overchargin'
niggaz
for
what
they
did
to
the
Cold
Crush
Pay
us
like
you
owe
us
for
all
the
years
that
you
hoed
us
We
can
talk,
but
money
talks
so
talk
mo'
bucks
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Fo'
shizzle
my
nizzle
used
to
dribble
down
in
VA
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
That's
the
anthem
get'cha
damn
hands
up
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Not
guilty
y'all
got
to
feel
me
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
That's
the
anthem
get'cha
damn
hands
up!
Yeah
Hov'
is
back,
life
stories
told
through
rap
Niggaz
actin'
like
I
sold
you
crack
Like
I
told
you
sell
drugs,
no,
Hov'
did
that
So
hopefully
you
won't
have
to
go
through
that
I
was
raised
in
the
projects,
roaches
and
rats
Smokers
out
back,
sellin'
they
mama's
sofa
Lookouts
on
the
corner,
focused
on
the
ave
Ladies
in
the
window,
focused
on
the
kinfolk
Me
under
a
lamp
post,
why
I
got
my
hand
closed?
Cracks
in
my
palm,
watchin'
the
long
arm
of
the
law
So
you
know
I
seen
it
all
before
I
seen
hoop
dreams
deflate
like
a
true
fiend's
weight
To
try
and
to
fail,
the
two
things
I
hate
Succeed
in
this
rap
game,
the
two
things
that's
great
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
What
else
can
I
say
about
dude,
I
gets
busy
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Fo'
shizzle
my
nizzle
used
to
dribble
down
in
VA
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
That's
the
anthem
get'cha
damn
hands
up
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
Not
guilty
y'all
got
to
feel
me
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
That's
the
anthem
get'cha
damn
hands
up!
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
H
to
the
izz-O,
V
to
the
izz-A
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