So I had to memorize these rhymes until I got home Ya understand? Once you memorize a sentence It's like an exercise Y'all niggas can't be serious right now I'm the all time heavy weight champion of flowers I'm leading the league in at least six statistical categories right now Best flow, most consistent, realest stories Most charisma, I set the most trends And my interviews are hotter, holla I jog in the graveyard Spar in the same ring That was housed by the building Where Malcolm X was slain I spring train in the winter Round early December Run suicide drills over and over With the weight of the world on my shoulder That's why they call me "Hova" I'm far from being God But I work goddamn hard I wake up the birds so when the nerds asleep I'm catching my second wind the second the first one end I am "focused man" And I'm not afraid of death And I'm going all out I circle the vultures in a van and I run the block (run) Pull up in a drop (pull up) Push up on my money (push up) I'm in great shape dunny I keep jacks jumping thirty six sets Like a personal trainer I teach coke to stretch I pump in Roc sweats All white trainers The ghetto's Billy Blanks I show you niggas what pain is Maintain your stamina Hov will damage ya Spot you two rhymes y'all niggas is amateurs The fifth, a dead lift if Niggas don't want to get shot Then y'all niggas better squat I drop your set for rep No need to hit the showers The spit from the fifth leave you wet Lyrical exercise Y'all niggas ain't tired right? One, one, two, two Three, three, four, breathe easy One, one, two, two Three, three, four, breathe easy One, one, two, two Three, three, four, breathe easy One, two, three, four, breathe easy (suckers) Get your weight up Not your hate up Jigga man is diesel When I lift the eight up Y'all ain't ready to workout with the boy Your flow is brain on drugs Mines is rap on steroids I lift every voice when I sing My ability Make yours look like an exercise in futility Bring your squad Biceps, triceps, and quads We don't struggle with undeveloped muscle Y'all ain't real, that's y'all Achilles Heel Same routine when you see me you know the drill I spot ya I lift the weight of the watch off your arm Remain nice and calm Put down your things Trinidad of the game know my way around your ring No matter how many pounds you bring It sounds like the same old thing ROC is the strongest team, fuckers One, one, two, two Three, three, four, breathe easy One, one, two, two Three, three, four, breathe easy One, one, two, two Three, three, four, breathe easy One, two, three, four, breathe easy
Written by: Shawn Carter, August Moon, Jerry Brown, Stanley Marvin Clarke, Michael David Garson, Ray Gomez, Tyrone Thomas
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