Ladies and gentlemen, let's put our hands together for this ballad singer. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the eighth one in the world. The flow of the century. Oh, it's timeless. Ho! Thanks for coming out tonight. You could have been anywhere in the world. But you're here with me. I appreciate that. Uh! H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down the V8. Was herding them in the home of the turpins. Got it dirt cheap for them. Plus if they was short with cheese, I would work with them. Born in we, got rid of that dirt for them. Wasn't born hustlers. I was birthing them. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Cause she's easy, my knees easy. Keep my arms so breezy. Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me. Haters want me, clap that chrome, it ain't easy. Cops wanna knock me. DA wanna box me in. I beat them charges like Rocky. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Not guilty, he who does not feel me. It's not real to me, therefore he doesn't exist. So poof! That move son of a... H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. For shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down the V8. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. That's the anthem, get your damn hands up. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Not guilty, y'all got to feel me. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Not guilty, y'all got to feel me. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. That's the anthem, get your damn hands up. I do this for my culture. To let em know what a... look like when a... in a roaster. Show em how to move in a room full of vultures. Industry shady, it need to be taken over. Label owners hate me, I'm raising the status quo up. I'm overcharging... for what they did to the cold crush. Pay us like you owe us, for all the years that you hold us. We can talk, but money talk. So talk more bucks. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Pushes on my nizzle used to dribble down at VA. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. That's the anthem, get your damn hands up. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Not guilty, y'all got to feel me. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. That's the anthem, get your damn hands up. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. No, hold the desk, so hopefully you won't have to go through that. I was raised in the projects, roaches and rats. Smokers out back, sellin' they momma's sofa. Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave. Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk. Me under a lamppost, why I got my hand closed? Cracks in my palm, watchin' the long arm of the law. So you know I've seen it all before. I've seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight. Been tryin' to fail, the two things I hate. Succeed in this rap game, the two things that's great. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. What else can I say about dude, I gets busy. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Pushes who my nizzle used to dribble down at VA. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. That's the anthem, get your damn hands up. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. Not guilty, y'all got to feel me. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. That's the anthem, get your damn hands up. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze. H to the Izzo, V to the Izze.
