Versuri 03. What More Can I Say

Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained? 
Is this not why you are here? 
Uh uh-huh 
Uh uh-huh uhh 
Turn the music up, turn me down 
Guru, let's go get 'em again 
This time it's for the money my nigga 
Brooklyn, stand up 
 
There's never been a nigga this good for this long 
This hood, or this pop, this hot, or this strong 
With so many different flows there's one for this song 
The next one I switch up, this one will get bit up 
These fucks, too lazy to make up shit, they crazy 
They don't, paint pictures, they just, trace me 
You know what? Soon they forget where they plucked 
they whole style from, they try to reverse the outcome 
I'm like, tough 
I'm not a biter I'm a writer for myself and others 
I say a B.I.G. verse, I'm only biggin' up my brother 
 
Biggin up my borough, I'm big enough to do it 
I'm that thorough, plus I know my own flow is foolish 
So them rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out 
It's hard to yell when the bar-rell's in your mouth 
I'm in new sneakers, dual-seaters 
Few divas, what more can I tell you? 
Let me spell it for you 
Double U I, double L I E 
Nobody truer than, H O V 
And I'm back for more, New York's ambassador 
Prime Minister, back to finish my business up 
 
What more can I say? 
What more can I do? 
I gave this up to you 
I know this much is true, true 
 
What more can I say to you? 
You heard it all 
 
You already know what I'm about, flyin' birds down South 
Movin' wet off the step, "Purple Rain" in a drought 
Stuntin' on hoes, brushin' off my shirt 
But ain't nuttin' on my clothes 'cept my chain, my name 
Young H-O pitch the yay faithful 
Even if they patrol I make payroll 
Benz paid fo', friends they roll 
Private jets down to Turks and Caicos 
 
Crist' caseloads, I don't give a shit 
Nigga one life to live, I can't let a day go 
By without me bein' fly or fresh to death 
Head to toe 'til the day I rest 
And I don't wear jerseys, I'm thirty plus 
Give me a crisp pair of jeans, nigga button up 
S. Dots on my feet make my cipher complete 
What more can I say? Guru play the beat! 
 
We gon' let this ride into the hook 
I'ma snap my fingers on this one 
What more can I say to you? 
Get my grown man on 
Let's go 
 
What more can I say? 
 
Now you know yo' ass is Willie when they got you in the mag 
For like half a billy, and yo' ass ain't lily 
White that mean that shit you write must be illy 
Either that or your flow is silly, it's both 
I don't mean to boast, but damn if I don't brag 
Them crackers gon' act like I ain't on they ass 
The Martha Stewart, that's far from Jewish 
Far from a Harvard student, just had the balls to do it 
And no I'm not through with it 
In fact, I'm just previewin' it 
 
This ain't the show, I'm just EQ'n it 
One-two and I won't stop abusin' it 
To groupie girls, stop false accusin' it 
Back to the music, the Maybach roof is translucent 
Niggaz got a problem Houston! Heh 
What up B, they can't shut up me 
Shut down I, not even P.E., I'ma ride 
God forgive me for my brash delivery 
But I remember vividly what these streets did to me 
So picture me lettin' these clowns nitpick at me 
 
Paint me like a pickany 
I will literally kiss T.T. in the forehead 
Tell her please forgive me then squeeze until you full 'head 
I'm not the one to score points off, in fact 
I got a joint that'll knock yo' points off 
Young, Hova the God, nigga blasphemy 
I'm at the Trump International, ask for me 
I ain't never scared, I'm everywhere you ain't never there 
And nigga, why would I ever care? 
Pound for pound, I'm the best to ever come around here 
 
Excludin' nobody, look what I embody 
The soul of a hustler, I really ran the street 
A CEO's mind, that marketin' plan was me 
And no I ain't get shot up a whole bunch of times 
Or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines 
And I ain't animated like say a Busta Rhymes 
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines 
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times 
Times that by my influence on pop culture 
I'm supposed to be number one on everybody list 
We'll see what happens when I no longer exist 
Fuck this! 
 
What more can I say?