H To The Izzo Songtext

Ladies and gentlemen, put our hands together for the astonishing...(Girls Singing)H to the izz-O...V to the izz-A...Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the worldThe flow o' the century...oh it's timeless...HOVE!Thanks for comin' out tonightYou coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with meI appreciate that...uuunnnh...H to the izz-O, V to the izz-AFo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VAWas herbin' em in the home o' the turbansGot it dirt cheap for themPlus if they was short wit' cheese I would work wit' themBoy and we...got rid of that dirt for themWasn't born hustlers I was burpin' emH to the izz-O, V to the izz-AFo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so greasyCan't leave rap alone the game needs meHaters want me clapped and chromed it ain't easyCops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me inBut somehow, I beat them charges like RockyH to the izz-O, V to the izz-ANot guilty, he who does not feel me is not real to meTherefore he doesn't existSo poof...vamoose son of a bitch[Chorus]H to the izz-O, V to the izz-AFo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VAH to the izz-O, V to the izz-AThat's the anthem get'cha damn hands upH to the izz-O, V to the izz-ANot guilty ya'll got-ta feel meH to the izz-O, V to the izz-AThat's the anthem get'cha damn hands UP!Holla at me...I do this for my cultureTo let 'em know what a nigga look like...when a nigga in a roasterShow 'em how to move in a room full 'o vulturesIndustry shady it need to be taken overLabel owners hate me I'm raisin' the status quo upI'm overchargin' niggaz for what they did to the Cold CrushPay us like you owe us for all the years that you hold usWe can talk, but money talks so talk mo' bucks[Chorus]Yeah...Hove is back, life stories told through rapNiggaz actin' like I sold you crackLike I told you sell drugs...no...Hove did that so hopefully you won't have to go through thatI was raised in the pro-jects, roaches and ratsSmokers out back, sellin' they mama's sofaLookouts on the corner, focused on the aveLadies in the window, focused on the kinfolkMe under a lamp post, why I got my hand closed?Cracks in my palm, watchin' the long arm o' the lawSo you know I seen it all beforeI seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weightTo try and to fail, the two things I hateSucceed in this rap game, the two things is greatH to the izz-O, V to the izz-AWhat else can I say about dude, I gets bizzay[Chorus](Girls Singing)H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A(4x to fade out)