Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh I, am, BACK, niggaz I, Young 'Vito, voice of the young people Mouthpiece for hustlers I'm back motherfuckers Your reign on the top was shorter than leprechauns Y'all can't fuck with Hov', what type of X y'all on? I got great lawyers for cops so dress warm Charges don't stick to dude he's teflon I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Right Said Fred I'm not guilty, now GIMME back my bread Mr. District Attorney I'm not sure if they told you I'm on TV every day, where the fuck could I go to plus - Hov' don't run, Hov' stand and fight Hov's a soldier, Hov' been fightin all his life so What could you do to me? It's not new to me Sue me; fuck you - what's a couple dollars to me? But you will respect me, simple as that Or I got no problem goin back I'm representin for the seat where Rosa Parks sat Where Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped So off we go, let the trumpets blow And hold on, because the driver of the mission is a pro The ruler's back Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh I, am, BACK, niggaz (blood of a slave, heart of a king) Yeah, yeah, yeah Turn the motherfuckin music up ...ruler's back I, am, back, niggaz Yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah Well in these times, well at least to me There's a lot of rappers out there tryin to sound like Jay-Z Don't only talk it, walk like it - from the Bricks to the booth I can predict the future like Cleo the psychic You can't date skee-os and wife it (uh-uh) And you can't sell me bullshit, we know the prices So what your life is? We gon' roll 'til the wheels fall off, y'all muh'fuckers check the tires Off we go, let the trumpets blow And hold on, because the driver of that Bentley is a pro The ruler's back Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh I, am, BACK, niggaz (blood of a slave, heart of a king) Yeah, yeah, yeah Turn the motherfuckin music up The ruler's back I, am, back, niggaz