[Jay-Z]

Uh, the Mike Jordan of rap, the Mike Jackson of pop

The Mike Tyson of street, Airs with no socks

The Hugh Hef of the game, yeah it won't stop

Till I meet the Lara Croft of the hood, it's all good

The Spielberg when I spill words to tracks

I'm a sick dude, you can't feel worse than that

For you slow-minded dudes I reverse it back

I gotta sick flow, see ain't no nursin' that

But mommie, if ya rock my world

I'll get you the baby bucket, you can be my baby pride girl

The white Nike Airs, we call em' Wifey Airs

Size 4-5, how cute is your size

That new, cute mubble, get you horses to drive

I paint that picture, cause ain't no nigga

Like the one you get from, Mike holla



[Michael Jackson]

I don't think they're ready for this one



[Michael Jackson]

My life will never be the same

Cause girl, you came and changed

The way I walk

The way I talk

I cannot explain the things I feel for you

But girl, you know it's true

Stay with me, fulfill my dreams

And I'll be all you'll need

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, it feels so right (Girl)

I've searched for the perfect love all my life (All my life)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, it feels like I (Like I)

Have finally found her perfect love is mine

(See, I finally found, come on, girl)



[Chorus]

You rocked my world, you know you did

And everything I'm gonna give (You rocked my world)

And there ain't nothing we could find

Someone like you to call mine (You rocked my world)

You rocked my world, you know you did (Girl)

And everything I'm gonna give (I want you, girl)

And there ain't nothing we could find

Someone like you to call mine



[Michael Jackson]

In time I knew that love would bring

This happiness to me

I tried to keep my sanity

I waited patiently

Girl, you know it seems

My life is fully complete

Our love is true because of you

You're doin' what you do

Oh, oh, oh, oh, who'd think that I (Oh)

Have finally found the perfect love I searched for allmy life

(Searched for all my life)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, who'd think I'd find

(Whoa...oh...oh...)

Such a perfect love that's so right (Whoa, girl)



[Chorus]



[Jay-Z]

H to the izzo

Make ya leave ya jerkey boy like Frank Rizzo

My next get bank

Jigga voice his music, forget the track

Clap, clap, clap, clap

Before we lose it, Trackmasters bring it back, let's go



[Trackmaster & Jay-Z]

Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!)

Uh, yeah better get it right, who

Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!)

Uh, yeah better get it right, who

Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!)

Uh, yeah better get it right, who

Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!)

Uh, yeah better get it right, who



[Chorus to fade]