JAY-Z
Threat Remix (Interlude)

[Intro: Just Blaze]
Yo, Dave, Len, hold up right quick
Aiyyo, this is Just Blaze!
And right about now, I'm about to put y'all onto something
Introduce y'all to somebody – my man Madlib from the West Coast
Some of y'all know, some of y'all won't
All that's about to change in a minute
Wolf, whatup!
Quas, whatup!
YNQ, whatup!
Madlib – drop the beat, here we go!

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
I put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightenin' ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
The technique from the two TECs, and I don't need two lips
To blow this like a trumpet, you dumb shit
This is a unusual musical, I conduct it
You lookin' at the Black Warren Buffett
So all critics can duck sick
I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only rilin' me up
For three years, they had me peein' out of a cup
Now they 'bout to free me up, what you think I'm gon' be?
What – rehabilitated? Man, I still feel hatred
I'm young, Black, and rich so they wanna strip me naked, but
You'll never have me like Christina Aguiler'y
But catch me down the Westside, drivin' like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screamin' out the sunroof, "Death to y'all"
You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars
I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head
The whole hood'll want ya, you startin' to look like bread
I send them boys at ya, I ain't talkin' 'bout Feds
N***a, them body-snatchers, n***a, you heard what I said
[Chorus: JAY-Z]
I'll make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin'
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
N***a, stop fuckin' with me
R.–I.–P.