[Jay-Z]   Uh, the Mike Jordan of rap, the Mike Jackson of pop   The Mike Tyson of street, Airs with no socks   The Hugh Hef of the game, yeah it won't stop   Till I meet the Lara Croft of the hood, it's all good   The Spielberg when I spill words to tracks   I'm a sick dude, you can't feel worse than that   For you slow-minded dudes I reverse it back   I gotta sick flow, see ain't no nursin' that   But mommie, if ya rock my world   I'll get you the baby bucket, you can be my baby pride girl   The white Nike Airs, we call em' Wifey Airs   Size 4-5, how cute is your size   That new, cute mubble, get you horses to drive   I paint that picture, cause ain't no nigga   Like the one you get from, Mike holla      [Michael Jackson]   I don't think they're ready for this one      [Michael Jackson]   My life will never be the same   Cause girl, you came and changed   The way I walk   The way I talk   I cannot explain the things I feel for you   But girl, you know it's true   Stay with me, fulfill my dreams   And I'll be all you'll need   Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, it feels so right (Girl)   I've searched for the perfect love all my life (All my life)   Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, it feels like I (Like I)   Have finally found her perfect love is mine   (See, I finally found, come on, girl)      [Chorus]   You rocked my world, you know you did   And everything I'm gonna give (You rocked my world)   And there ain't nothing we could find   Someone like you to call mine (You rocked my world)   You rocked my world, you know you did (Girl)   And everything I'm gonna give (I want you, girl)   And there ain't nothing we could find   Someone like you to call mine      [Michael Jackson]   In time I knew that love would bring   This happiness to me   I tried to keep my sanity   I waited patiently   Girl, you know it seems   My life is fully complete   Our love is true because of you   You're doin' what you do   Oh, oh, oh, oh, who'd think that I (Oh)   Have finally found the perfect love I searched for allmy life   (Searched for all my life)   Oh, oh, oh, oh, who'd think I'd find   (Whoa...oh...oh...)   Such a perfect love that's so right (Whoa, girl)      [Chorus]      [Jay-Z]   H to the izzo   Make ya leave ya jerkey boy like Frank Rizzo   My next get bank   Jigga voice his music, forget the track   Clap, clap, clap, clap   Before we lose it, Trackmasters bring it back, let's go      [Trackmaster & Jay-Z]   Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!)   Uh, yeah better get it right, who   Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!)   Uh, yeah better get it right, who   Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!)   Uh, yeah better get it right, who   Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!)   Uh, yeah better get it right, who      [Chorus to fade]