I'll be sitting in a doctor's office or waiting for XYZ and to kill time I'll just rap those two verses to myself over and over. When I walk somewhere without an iPod I rap it to myself 10 or 12 times until I get where I'm going. It never gets old to me.

There are probably verses that have meant more to me and felt more real to me, because PSA really isn't much other than a ton of bragging, but shit, it's the only verse (let alone TWO verses) I've ever memorized other than the entirety of Boyz n da Hood (which I forgot some time around the time I started smoking weed).

I love the rhythm of it, the way the syllables bounce off each other. You can sing it, you can southern drawl it, you can double time it. It's exceptionally malleable, I've performed it to myself over a myriad of beats and it sounds great in any cadence, or sung baritone, operatic, tenor. Musically it's just incredibly tight, and it's just fun to imagine yourself in that world.


Anyway:


Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is Hov', OH, H-to-the-O-V
I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z
I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of the R-O-C, Hov'!
Fresh out the fryin pan into the fire
I be the, music biz number one supplier
Flyer/flier than a piece of paper bearin my name
Got the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, that's right
Hov', OH - not D.O.C.
But similar to them letters, "No One Can Do it Better"
I check cheddar like a food inspector
My homey Strict told me, "Dude finish your breakfast"
So that's what I'ma do, take you back to the dude
with the Lexus, fast-forward the jewels and the necklace
Let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this
I shoot at you actors like movie directors
This ain't a movie dog (oh shit)

"Now before I finish, let me just say
I did not come here to show out, did not come here to impress you
Because to tell you the truth when I leave here I'm GONE!
And I don't care WHAT you think about me - but just remember,
when it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years,
twenty years from now, you'll never be able to say
that these brothers lied to you JACK!"


Ving ain't lie
I done came through the block in everything that's fly
I'm like, Che Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga I get mine - by any means on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out because, that's when I brainstorm
You can blame Shawn, but I ain't invent the game
I just rolled the dice, tryin to get some change
And I do it twice, ain't no sense in me
lyin as if, I am a different man
And I could blame my environment but
there ain't no reason why I be buyin expensive chains
Hope you don't think users are the only abusers niggaz
Gettin high within the game
If you do then, how would you explain?
I'm ten years removed, still the vibe is in my veins
I got a hustler spirit, nigga period
Check out my hat yo, peep the way I wear it
Check out my swag' yo, I walk like a ballplayer
No matter where you go, you are what you are player
And you can try to change but that's just the top layer
Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here
Only God can judge me, so I'm gone
Either love me, or leave me alone



~~~~~~~~~
"This is the streets, and I am the trap." © Jay Bilas

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