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Jay Z
Izzo (H.O.V.A.)
from the album: The Blueprint
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by: matt halverson

Music watchdogs on Capitol Hill - Sen. Joe Lieberman among them - continually complain that hip-hop and rap albums are sending negative messages of violence and misogyny to America's youth. If that's the case, young kids have developed a college-level ability to decipher the increasingly confusing language of rap. Are these Beltway blowhards actually listening to the music or just basing their perceptions of the music on the gangsta image that hip-hop artists exude? As a service to you, the reader, Music-Critic.com is prepared to act as your ambassador to the hip-hop culture by translating some of your favorite rap lyrics so you don't start a turf war the next time you're walking down the street with your Discman and rapping along with Dr. Dre.

This week: "Izzo (H.O.V.A.)" by Jay-Z - from the album Blueprint.

Original Lyrics broken/doWn

Ladies and gentlemen, put our hands together for the astonishing...
(girls singing)
H to the izz-O...V to the izz-A...

Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow o' the century...oh it's timeless...HOVE!
Thanks for comin' out tonight
You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
I appreciate that...uuunnnh...

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
Was herbin' em in the home o' the Terrapins
Got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short wit' cheese I would work wit' them
Boy and we...got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustlers I was burpin' em
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so greasy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed - it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me in
But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty, he who does not feel me is not real to me
Therefore he doesn't exist
So poof...vamoose son of a bitch

In keeping with my image as a god in the rap industry, I've dubbed myself "Hova," a clever word play on my name, Jay-Z, and the Hebrew word for god, Jehovah (By the way, I will also be adding the sound "izz" to several words in this song in order to sound like Snoop Dogg)
Don't forget my friend, at one time in my life I dealt narcotics in the state of Virginia
Well, not necessarily narcotics, but I did sell marijuana there
I got a good price from my distributor, so I was able to reduce my overhead,
And when my customers still couldn't afford my prices, I'd still find a way to complete the transaction
Through compromise and savvy business practices, we both got what we wanted
I've been doing this so long, I can remember when several of today's "gangstas" were still in diapers
Forgive me, but I have to mention my name again
There can be little doubt that once you become a rapper, it's a hard business to turn your back on
But in my case, the industry needs me more than I need it
Sadly, with fame come several problems: 1.) my unworthy competitors would like to see me fail, but the likelihood of that happening is not very good 2.) police officers would like to beat me in the same way they assaulted Rodney King, and 3.) the local district attorney is accusing me of several crimes in order to put me behind bars
We all saw that Puff Daddy/P. Diddy trial - if he can get off, so can I
It's about time for me to mention my name again
Now allow me to get quasi-philosophical: I am physically unable to visualize the man who cannot appreciate my music or recognize my status as a demi-god
And therefore he does not reside on my plane of existence
Sorry, I told you it wouldn't be very deep


H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty ya'll gotta feel me
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands UP!

I can't get over how clever this name is
Like I told you before, I used to deal drugs in Virginia
No matter how many times I say it out loud, this name is still so cool
I have no doubt this chorus will be popular in the clubs, so just accept it and dance to it
Is this monotonous repetition of my name getting on your nerves yet?
The local authorities were unable to produce sufficient evidence to convict me
Yeah, ok, now my name is even starting to annoy me


Holla at me...
I do this for my culture
To let 'em know what a nigga look like...when a nigga in a roaster
Show 'em how to move in a room full 'o vultures
Industry shady it need to be taken over
Label owners hate me I'm raisin' the status quo up
I'm overchargin' niggaz 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 talks so talk mo' bucks


If you agree with everything I've said so far, acknowledge me with a yell or a shout
Although I've made more money than I can spend in one lifetime, I claim to make music for the purpose of educating others about the African American culture
I'm informing the public what life is like for rap artists who have it all, but risk throwing it away by
threatening to kill a fellow clubgoer who might have spilled champagne on them
For anyone else facing assault charges, follow my lead and you'll get off scott free
And now that I think about it, it's time for musicians to have a little more say in this crooked business
Things have gotten so out of hand, the heads of most music companies have a beef with me because my immense talent has influenced other rappers to try to improve their fair market value
The way I look at it, I ask for large record contracts to make up for the relatively small amounts of money rap pioneers earned - but don't expect me to pass those profits along
It's time that record execs ponied up the cash they've been withholding all these years
We can discuss the situation, but the conversation will be much more fruitful if we're discussing how much more you'll be paying me for my next album


Hove is back, life stories told through rap
Niggaz actin' like I sold you crack
Like I told you sell drugs...no...
Hove did that so hopefully you won't have to go through that
I was raised in the projects, roaches and rats
Smokers out back, sellin' they mama's sofa
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave.
Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why I got my hand closed?
Cracks in my palm, watchin' the long arm o' the law
So you know I seen it all before
I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight
To try and to fail, the two things I hate
Succeed in this rap game, the two things is great
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
What else can I say about dude, I gets bizzay


(girls singing)
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A... (4x to fade out)

After taking a short break between albums (couldn't wait too long - no telling when my fame will dry up),
I've returned with another semi-autobiographical collection of songs
My critics believe these tales of violence and drug-use could have a negative effect on my fans
As if by recounting the gangsta lifestyle I want my fans to sell drugs
By passing along the wisdom I've gained through my questionable life, I'm trying to show you what it's
like to live in the ghetto without actually having to experience it
I lived in governments subsidized housing with every form of vermin imaginable
And several of my neighbors would sell anything they could just to make their next score
But mothers, for their part, were doing everything they could to keep their families together
While thugs were robbing the local liquor store, their accomplices would stand outside and watch for police officers
Me, on the other hand, I was on the corner looking for prospective clients - what did I have in my hand?, you ask
Well, I've told you several times I dealt in illegal controlled substances, so you do the math
What I'm trying to say is I have a lot of experience in the seedy world that I portray in my music, so I'm quite qualified to talk about it
I may have become successful, but it came at a price: too many of my friends are either dead or in jail
But there's nothing worse than not achieving your goal - in this case making an obscene amount of money
Failure is not an option, so step over whomever you have to to achieve my level of fame
I promise this is the last time I'll mention my name (until the chorus, in which I'll announce it several more times)
It seems I've run out of things to boast about in this song, so…oh wait, I'm the greatest

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