Hovi Baby

歌詞

I fucks with Hova I want you to know It's something about you I fucks with Hova I fucks with Hova Trackmaster's XO This remix is for you Let's go. Untouchable, unbreakable, unshakeable, (it's Hovi baby) can't see the unseeable, reach the unreachable Do the impossible (it's Hovi baby) Yes... (Remix) Yes... Yes... Baby (it's Hova) First I had streets, then I had charts First I had the end, now I have their heart Rappers came and went, I been here from start I see them put it together, watch them take it apart See the rovers roll up with the ribbons I see them repo, resold, and redriven, so when I reload The number one positions, when you had them hot And when your feet cold, mines is sizzling When you see, niggas can't fuck with me Cuz I'm gonna be a nigga for life Oh this is not a gimmick This is God given, this is harder than Mix with cris dom sippin This is the most consistent Give me the most hits that you can fit inside a double disc And hold me a pony charts, you niggas vision it This whole edition, Jeff Gordon and rap I'm going to claim whole position Holla at ya [Chorus] can't touch the untouchable, break the unbreakable Shake the unshakeable (it's Hovi baby) can't see the unseeable, reach the unreachable Do the impossible (it's Hovi baby) can't move the unmoveable, stop the stoppable Top the untoppable (it's Hovi baby) Yes... (Remix) Yes... Yes... Baby (it's Hovi) I'm so far ahead of my time I'm about to start another life Look behind you, I'm about to pass you twice Back to the future, got a snow for the present I'm fast, dude can't get passed my past When I close the deal with the perfect present When I unwrap the gift and the curse with a different verse And I'm so far ahead of my time My grandpop just met my grandma at a high school prom And I'm so far ahead of my time These rhymes is weak Till four years later, they on time release Hiphop when you take them, cop your four copa You releaize A track needed a autopsy The more tracks I'm on, the more I catch bodies If not listen, further you're missing a murder Like NYPD, LAPD, NYDA, OJ Jury's [Chorus] Crush linen, what's winning If it aint him in the flesh, continue to guess I'm about to retire my jersey, fuck Mitchell and this I'm gonna throw back old school kicks in Sixty-nine yeah, same year I was born Flip the numbers yeah, same year I got on Ninety-six, yeah, I used to rhyme with the Don Shit out the big, Brooklyn I got this shit Here is something haters can't figure out Who Vanilla first weed, man they still jigga'd out See, I even sell CD's in the crowd The hardest dude out since these nibble'd out Hovi Baby, love me, or blow me baby Fuck you you'll pay me, or owe me baby There in and out Check the charts, I'm wearing you out I'm about to drop the black album in a year And I'm out [Chorus]