[Jay] Millenium flow
[MTV] Serena Altschul's here live outside
the criminal courthouse
[Jay] This is {bullshit} y'all
[MTV] in New York City for the first
day in the trial of
[Jay] I'm gone {*car speeds
off*}
[MTV] the State vs. Shawn Carter,
a.k.a. Jay- Z
[Jay] Uhh, uh- huh- uh, uhh, uh- huh-
uh, uhh
[MTV] Whatever the verdict
in this trial may be
The effects will undoubtedly
be felt worldwide
[Jay- Z]
Aiyyo, stand forward,
'fore you take notice
Or witness to me killin the track
Testify 'til me spillin the smack
Now they got me for traffickin, racketeerin, audio
crack
{Hook:} They call me Dope Man,
Dope Man
I try to tell em I'm where hope,
floats man
Ghetto spokes- man
A broke man,
approachin the bench with intent
To bury me under the cell,
fingered me as the toast man
Evidence stemmin from ninety- six
They say the world ain't re
covered from his fix
While they was usin cut I was
on some other shit
Gave it to you raw and they just
discovered it
Nowaday, the jury got they brow raised
Listenin to testimony
about my foul ways
Exhibit A: "Reasonable Doubt"
They say this was the first thing that turned
the peoples out
[MTV] You can feel the
your
brand of dope
"Volume 1" and spread it
through the slums?
Fed it to the young with
total disreg ard
Your honor, the State seeks the
maxim um charge
And how could you, turn right around
And release a lethal dosage
called "Volume 2"
And is true you operate
the criminal enterprise
Known as Roc- a- Fella in charge
of his meteoric rise?
And do you deny you're respons
ible for the demise
Of record execs, and do you object?
Your distribution's Polygram, and
through your connects
Def Jam, you pushed over five
million SoundScan
And not to mention,
your co- horts and henchmen
Dame, Biggs,
Lyor, Kev' and Russell Simmons
And we ain't gon' talk
about Murder, Inc.
That just establishes a darker
deeper criminal link
[MTV] The State is seeking
on the Bible,
left hand in the air
Before I spoke one word,
made sure my throat was clear
A- hem, I'm a prisoner of circumstance
Frail nigga,
I couldn't much work with my hands
But my mind was strong,
I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not
to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks
off by the Mack trucks
Destroy our dreams of law
yers and actors
Keep us spiralin, goin backwards
At age nine, saw my first hate crime
Blindfolded,
expected to walk a straight line
Mind molded, taught to love
you and hate mine
Climbed over it, at a early age, Jay shined
Fuck the system at Lady
Justice I blaze nine
Your Honor, I no longer kill my people,
I raise mine
The soul of Mumia in this
modern day time
[MTV] While the
jury is
inside deliberating
Outside the crowd is frozen with
anticipation
{Hook}
[MTV] Well the verdict has just
been announced: NOT GUILTY!
It is complete pandemonium out here!
{Hook; Serena keeps speaking}
People are cheering and
hugging - there he is
Jay- Z is exiting the
courtroom right now
There is a swarm of cameras surrounding
him {*pop bulbs flashing*}
And people are just rushing up to him
Let's try and make our way over there,
Jay- Z! Jay- Z!
{*sounds of cameras keep flashing*, *music fades*}