H.O.V.A. DJ Envy (Ft. JAY-Z)

[Intro: Jay-Z (DJ Envy)]
Yo, uh, dim the motherfuckin' lights and the studio shades! (Yeah)
Skane Dollar (The People's Choice!)
Let's get this one (DJ Envy!)
Envy! Yeah, yeah
Yeah, the Roc's in the building, oh yeah
(New Jay-Z!) It's Young, yeah, c'mon!
That shit sound like some superhero music right there (Okay)
YEah
Sound like my theme muh'fuckin' song right there
(Desert Storm Mixtape, Volume 1) I like this one
I can groove to this one (Yeah)
Skane Dollar where we at? Clue!
Desert Storm
Yeah, let's get it (Whaaaat?)

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Watch on arm, rims on tire
Hov' in the studio, the booth's on fire {Yeah!}
S. Carter kicks on my feet (Woo!)
Rocawear on my leg, Envy on the beat
I made my first mil' off papi on The Hill
I made it in the rap game speakin' on the reels (That's real)
I'm blatant 'cause I passed the statute of limitation
And I'm makin' too much money to be going to jail (Hell nah)
Who else you know on probation
Leave the country for a month and go on vacation? (Hehehehe)
Listeners, get your brain on drugs
Listen up, it's the flow that's like cocaine dust
Her-on hero, do anything for dinero
Like Joe Pesci, Hov' is so deadly
In the middle of the ocean, racin' on jet skis (Pyoom!)
Get your mind right or get it on your left sleeve {Envy!}
S.C., Jay-Z, either/or
Young Hova, Big Homie, read 'em off
Daddy is home, niggas are scared {Yup!}
Way before I put the key in the door
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing, you kidding?
Nothin' but my chil'ren, one shot, they disappearing
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I don't take your Jacob watch, I just screw off the bezel