Jay-z - Open Letter Part II (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen Goddamnit Let this sh** knock [Verse 1: Jay-Z] I done turned Havana to Atlanta Guayabera shirts and bandanas Every time you think they got me I switch the plan up Bulletproof this, radio scanners Ballin' 'til they ban us You gettin' too much bread, they try to jam you Boy from the hood but got White House clearance Sorry y'all, I don't agree with y'all parents Politicians never did sh** for me Except lie to me, distort history Wanna give me jail time and a fine Fine, let me commit a real crime I might buy a kilo for Chief Keef Out of spite, I just might flood these streets Hear the freedom in my speech Got an onion from Universal, read it and weep Would've brought the Nets to Brooklyn for free Except I made millions off it, you f**in' dweeb I still own the building, I'm still keeping my seat Y'all buy that bullsh**, you'd better keep y'all receipt Obama said "chill, you gonna get me impeached" But you don't need this sh** anyway Chill with me on the beach [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Y'all gon' learn today [Verse 2: Common] Common Sense My man went to Cuba Caught in a political triangle, Bermuda The same way they said she was the shooter Assata Shakur, they tried to execute her I went to Cuba to see her We should free her, like we should Mumia Can't a n***a rap and make movies Y'all see that Fox News tried to do me They say I'm too black like it's lights out Might not get invited back to the White House Still with the Obamas, I ride I meet the president on the Southside March the streets, parade for peace Shorties keep shooting, they need a release Trying to eat in the belly of the beast I call her LeBron, they carrying the heat Y'all gon' learn today Like you're listening to Malcolm and MLK Media saying sh** that ain't there But we fall down and get back up, Kevin Ware It's so political, I don't trust figures When it comes to revolution, this is us n***a [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Y'all gon' learn today [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Ya'll almost want to start a revolution You know whenever I'm threatened, I start shooting (BANG!) Catch a body, head to Houston I'm in Cuba, I love Cubans This communist talk is so confusing When it's from China, the very mic that I'm using Idiot wind, the Bob Dylan of rap music You're an idiot, baby, you should become a student Oh, you gonna learn today Where the f** have you been The world's under new management The new role model, f** this Zoolander sh** [Hook]