JAY Z – “Open Letter” (prod. Swizz Beatz and Timbaland) | New Music x Lyrics

“You know whenever I’m threatened, I start shooting” – JAY Z
Following his and Mrs Carter‘ headline grabbing visit to Cuba, JAY Z a P.S.A in the form of “Open Letter” produced by Swizz Beats and Timbaland.

Exactly one week after another Carter – Beyonce – unleashed something new on to the world, the Roc Nation boss highlights the recent communist claims being slung around as a result of his recent trip with Beyonce for the couple’s 5th anniversary, as well as his recent deal with Universal records and rumours surrounding his stake in the Brooklyn Nets – “I still own the building, I’m still keeping my seats/ Y’all buy that bullshit y’all better keep ya receipts” – and more.

With no word on whether or not this will feature on anything in particular, it’s just great to hear Hov back in the studio and doing what he does best – going at people of all statures from all angles. Hungry Hov is back up in the building.

Listen To: JAY Z – “Open Letter”

“I done turned Havana to Atlanta
White guayabera shirts and bandanas
Every time you think you got me I switch the plan up
Bulletproof this, radio scanners
Ballin’ ’til they ban us
You gettin’ too much bread, they tryna’ jam you
Boy from the hood but got White House clearance
Sorry y’all, I don’t agree with y’all appearance
Politicians never did shit 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
Could’ve bought the Nets to Brooklyn for free
Except I made millions off it, you fuckin’ dweeb
I still own the building, I’m still keeping my seat
Y’all buy that bullshit, you’d better keep your receipt
Obama said chill, you gonna get me impeached
But you don’t need this shit anyway
Chill with me on the beach…

We almost want to start a revolution
You know whenever I’m threatened, I start shooting,
Catch a body, head to Houston
I’m in Cuba, I love Cubans
This time and this 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 fuck have you been
The world’s under new management
The new role model, fuck this Zoolander shit.”