Sangtekst: Jay-Z. Ain't I.

[Dj Clue:]
Yeah man, it's the world famous, DJ Clue Desert Storm
Jigga-man's in the building...
[Jay-Z:]
It's ya boy H-O,
World's number one DJ,
DJ Clue, Tear down the world and the radio
Jigga-man, ya heard me?

Ain't I?

[Jay-Z:]
I'mma... I'mma... I'mma
I'mma hustlers hustler
A gangsters gangster
I'mma rappers rapper
Your favorite, ain't I
Ain't I, Ain't I, Ain't I

I'mma hustlers hustler
A gangsters gangster
I'mma rappers rapper
Your favorite, ain't I
Ain't I, Ain't I, Ain't I

I'm still winnin' and I'm no where near finished,
It's just the first inning, and I'm gunning for the pennant,
And I been this, God made me, ya'll hate me, ya'll A-the-ist,
Ya'll Sat-theist actors, it's the return of the messiah,
One and only Hov,
Nah I ain't God, but I've been made in his mold,
So when the story is told let it be said I refuse to fold,
I only fold bread, I stood for the best, I owed no debt,
I represent the hood 'til my dying breathe,
I took a pay cut to become an exec,
So the next muh-fucka can earn his paycheck.
And even though these niggas talk greasy 'bout me,
Ask these niggas how they 'gon eat without me.
Ask these niggas if they want?,
But even if they don't like me, they respect the God...

I'mma hustlers hustler
A gangsters gangster
I'mma rappers rapper
Your favorite, ain't I
Ain't I, Ain't I, Ain't I

I'mma hustlers hustler
A gangsters gangster
I'mma rappers rapper
Your favorite, Ain't I
Ain't I, Ain't I, Ain't I

I'm Hustlers poster child, I'm 'posed to style,
I ain't got nothin' to prove I'm 'posed to smile,
I ain't insecure, I'm 'vested in a piece of Carol's daughter
I'm in so far, It rips up, insignificant to him,
He's a grown man, you're an infant to him,
Take your baby money and burn, T-Ha,
I spit down on [? ], we're all whores on my whores wall,
I got [? ] in the lobby of my spot,
I'm so sophisticatedly hood, S.Carter cash' premium goods,
Thousand dollars for the sneaks, ten more on the track,
Two-Fifty for the beat, G4 back and forth 'til my flow seats,
I spent a couple mil just to lose to the heat...

I'mma hustlers hustler
A gangsters gangster
I'mma rappers rapper
Your favorite, ain't I
Ain't I, Ain't I, Ain't I

I'mma hustlers hustler
A gangsters gangster
I'mma rappers rapper
Your favorite, ain't I
Ain't I, Ain't I, Ain't I

Anything you aspire, or aquire I got, Any gun you say,
You fired, I shot, Any type of path now you're I am?,
I guess you're sayin' that's how I started Roc-A-Fella,
Feds are fed up,
DEA can't tell the dirty money from a Roc-A-Wear sweater.

I'm never ever going back, back,
Oh never that, never that
And I'm never ever going back, back
Oh never that, oh never that
And I'm never ever going back, back
Oh never that, oh never that
And I'm never ever going back, back
Oh never that, oh never that
And I'm never ever going back, back
Oh never that, oh never that
And I'm never ever going back, back
Oh never that, oh never that
And I'm never ever going back, back
Oh never that, oh never that
And I'm never ever going back, back
Oh never that
Whoever rat, we be doin' that for practice nigga,
I'm in a twelve step program,
I ain't touched drugs in so long, I'mma sober man,
I'm clean as a whistle, official gotta way,
I'm the king of all kings, it's official

I'mma hustlers hustler
A gangsters gangster
I'mma rappers rapper
Your favorite, ain't I
Ain't I, Ain't I, Ain't I

I'mma hustlers hustler
A gangsters gangster
I'mma rappers rapper
Your favorite, ain't I
Ain't I, Ain't I, Ain't I

Well ain't I?