Kurupt - Hovi Baby (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Christy Love] I f**s with Hova I want you to know It's something about you I f**s with Hova I f**s with Hova Trackmaster's XO This remix is for you Let's go [Pre-hook:] Untouchable, unbreakable, unshakeable, (it's Hovi baby) Can't see the unseeable, reach the unreachable Do the impossible (it's Hovi baby) Yes... (Remix) Yes... Yes... Baby (it's Hova) [Verse 1:] First I had streets, then I had the charts First I had they ear, now I have their heart Rappers came and went, I been here from start I see them put it together, watch them take it apart See the rovers roll up with the ribbons I see them repo, resold, and redriven, so when I reload Leave holes, The number one positions, when you hot I'm hot And when your feet cold, mines is sizzling It's plain to see, n***as can't f** with me Cuz I'm gonna be that n***a for life Oh this is not a gimmick This is God given, this is hard livin' Mixed with cristal sippin This is the most consistent (Hov!) Give me the most hits that you can fit inside a double disc Homie I'm home on these charts, you n***as visitin' This Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap I'm about to claim pole position Holla at ya boy! [Hook:] Can't touch the untouchable, break the unbreakable Shake the unshakeable (it's Hovi baby) Can't see the unseeable, reach the unreachable Do the impossible (it's Hovi baby) Can't move the unmoveable, stop the unstoppable Top the untoppable (it's Hovi baby) Yes... (Remix) Yes... Yes... Baby (it's Hovi) [Verse 2:] I'm so far ahead of my time I'm about to start another life Look behind you, I'm about to pa** you twice Back to the future, got it slow for the present I'm fast, dude can't get past my past How do you propose deal with the perfect present When I unwrap "The Gift & the Curse" with a different verse And I'm so far ahead of my time My grandpop just met my grandmom at a high school prom And I'm so far ahead of my time These rhymes is waitin Till four years later, they on time release He'll probably take them, cop your four copy You realise that track needed a autopsy The more tracks I'm on, the more I catch bodies If not listen further you're missing a murder Like NYPD, LAPD, NYDA, OJ's Jury(Yep!) [Hook] [Verse 3:] Crush linen, what's winning If it ain't him in the flesh, continue to guess I'm about to retire my jersey, f** Mitchell and Ness I'm gonna throw back old school kicks in the Vet Sixty-nine yeah, same year I was born Flip the numbers yeah, same year I got on Ninety-six, yeah, I used to rhyme with the Don sh** out the big, Brooklyn I got this sh** Here is something haters can't figure out Half a milla first week, man they still jigga'd out See, I even sell CD's in the crowd The hardest dude out since Reasonable Doubt Hovi Baby, love me, or blow me baby f** you you'll pay me to owe me baby They're in denial Check the charts, I'm wearing you out I'm about to drop The Black Album in a year And I'm out [Hook]