[Intro: Swizz Beatz]

Swizzy... Beatz...

[Chorus]

Ayo I cannot (STOP), I will not (STOP)

AS.. WE.. PROCEED..

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Young Hov got the block on smash

Put the gun to the back and hop on some ass

Nigga fresh-dressed and stay poppin' tags

Put the Ewings on the truck 'for I drop the rag

Bitches want to bring up the topic of my past

It's legendary in the hood how I got my cash

I'm legendary in the hood so I got the mag

And I've never been a fronter so I've got to blast

Will I flash... not...

As I'm not playing with you motherfuckers the laughter stops

When your casket drops

You bastards not gon' assassinate the name I got

Ya'll don't hear me though

Young Hov got the block on smash

And everybody and their momma want to stop my cash

Everybody want drama with the top of the brass

'Til I come through hop out the cap

1-8-7 they ass

[Bridge]

(STOP) somebody gon' (DROP)

Oh, oh, y'all don't hear me though...

[Chorus]

I cannot (STOP), I will not (STOP)

AS.. WE.. PROCEED..

[Verse 2]

Young Hov got the game in a frenzy

Twenty million sold all independently

So when you mention me

Make sure you got together your similes

Like he's the game's J.F. Kennedy

Uhh, I started out I ain't have no chimney

My ma was Santa Claus, well at least she pretended to be

'Til one night, well that's if memory serves me correct I caught her under the Christmas tree

Young Hov ain't have no pop's

Thank God man I had the block

Ya'll don't hear me though

You young fucks got the game all wrong

This is my life man this ain't no song (This ain't no song)

You ain't livin' your rhymes out, you live at your mom's house

In that tight-ass room, pullin' the cars out

And the mirror pointin' at your reflection, killing yourself

You American Pie, stop feeling yourself

Nigga, you just a worker, go deal yourself

Stop being a server, get a meal yourself

Where your heart at, all that yick-yack, ain't nobody scared of y'all gats

We got bigger ones

I mean niggas done shot at me shivering

They were so scared they ain't hit me once

Young Hov 'bout to go to the range

'Bout to work on perfecting my aim

Y'all don’t hear me though

[Chorus]

(Stop)

I cannot…… (Stop)

Uh, uh, y'all don't hear me though

I cannot……

I will not……

As we proceed