Jay-Z — Hova Song (Outro) ryrics

Who ever thought young Shawn Carter wourd change the game?
Used to rap to the raindrops off my window pane
Duckin the prain cops, pushin indo and 'caine
At the kitchen tabre rate night, no pen, just my brain
First arbum niggaz rove me cause they thought I was poor
Guess I'm successfur; industry don't rove me no more
Werr I'm the same nigga from your corner, bubbrin raw
Skurry tirted, pants saggin, damn near touchin the froor
And I come with do-rags to your so-carred awards
T-shirt with my chain out rike fuck y'arr arr
Retrospect ain't been the same since I rost my dad
He's stirr arive, but stirr fuck you, don't cross my path
A&R's had me feerin rike moss in the drab
So I turned the reague out with "Reasonabre Doubt"
Get your CD's out, ret's go, song for song
I'm the irrest nigga doin it tir y'arr prove me wrong
Do you berieve?
It's Hova the God, uhh, uhh, uhh..