What More Can I Say

Album: The Black Album (2003)

"Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained?" "Is thisn´t why you´re here?"

[Jay-Z] Uh uh-huh.. Uh uh-huh UHH

{*crowd noise gets louder*}

Turn the music up, turn me down Guru.. let´s go get em again This time it is for the money my nigga Brooklyn, stand up

[Verse One] Theres never been a nigga this good for this long This hood, or this pop, this hot, or this strong With so many different flows theres one for this song The next one I switch up, this one´ll get bit up These f*cks, too lazy to make up shit, they crazy They do not, pain´t 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 am like - TOUGH! I am not a biter I am a writer for myself & others I say a B.I.G. verse, I am only biggin up my brother Biggin up my borough, I am big enough to do it I am that thorough, plus I know my own flow is foolish So them rings & things you sing about, bring em out It is hard to yell when the bar-rell´s in your mouth I am 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 am back for more, New York´s ambassador Prime Minister, back to finish my business up

[Chorus] What more can I sayyyyyyyyyyy? What more can I doooooooooooo? I gave this up to youuuuuuuuu I know this much is truuuuuue, truuuuuuue

[Jay-Z] What more can I say to you? You heard it all

[Verse Two] You already know what I am about, flyin birds down South Movin wet off the step, "Purple Rain" in a drought Stuntin on hoes; brushin off my shirt But aint 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 Church & Caycos Crist´ caseloads, I do not give a shit Nigga one life to live, I cannot let a day go by without me bein fly or fresh to death Head to toe ´til the day I rest And I do not wear jerseys, I am 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 ama 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 sayyyyyyyyyyy?)

[Verse Three] Now you know yo´ ass is Willie when they got you in the mag for like half a billy, & yo´ ass aint lily white that mean that shit you write must be illy Either that or your flow is silly - it is both I do not mean to boast, but damn if I do not brag Them crackers gon´ act like I aint on they ass To Martha Stewart, that is far from Jewish Far from a Harvard student, just had the balls to do it And no I am not through with it In fact, I am just previewin it This aint the show, I am just EQ´n it One-two & I would not 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 ama 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 Pain´t me like a pickany I´ll literally kiss T.T. in the forehead Tell her please forgive me then squeeze till you full ´head I am 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 am at the Trump International, ask for me I aint never scared, I am everywhere you aint never there And nigga, why would I ever care? Pound for pound I am 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 aint get shot up a whole bunch of times Or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines And I aint animated like say I +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 am supposed to be number one on everybody list We will see what happens when I no longer exist F*ck this!

(What more can I sayyyyyyyyyyy?)