conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Izzo (H.O.V.A.) with the following description: As the first single from his classic The Blueprint album, “Izzo (H.O.V.A.)” was Hov’s very first top-10 showing on the Billboard “Hot 100” chart.
  The first verse deals with the rapper’s early career as a drug dealer, including his escape from conviction; the second verse narrates his struggles with the exploitative recording industry; while in the last verse he reverts to his childhood growing up in the Marcy Houses housing projects.
  The track’s lyrics “H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A” use the -izzle language code – invented by E-40 and popularized by Snoop Dogg – to spell out “H.O.V.A.” which refers to one of Jay-Z’s nicknames, “Hova”, which is play on God’s name (as in “Jehovah”, aka “Yahweh” aka “Hashem”)
  Kanye talked about making of the track on his 2006 MTV interview: 
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Ladies and gentlemen, let's put our hands together for this dynasty
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  Welcome, ladies and gentlemen
  To the eighth wonder of the world
  The flow of the century
  Always timeless
  Hov
  Thanks for coming out tonight
  You could've been anywhere in the world
  But you're here with me
  I appreciate that
  Uh
  [Verse 1]
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  For shizzle, my nizzle,
   
  used to dribble down in VA
  Was herbing 'em in the home of the Terrapins
  Got it dirt cheap for them
  Plus if they was short with cheese, I would work with them
  Brought in weed, got rid of that dirt for them
  Wasn't born hustlers, I was birthing 'em
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  For sheezy, my neezy, keep my arms so breezy
  Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me
  Haters want me clapped in chrome, it ain't easy
  Cops want to knock me, D.A. wants to box me in
  But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  Not guilty, he who does not feel me
  Is not real to me, therefore he doesn't exist
  So poof, vamoose, son of a bitch [Chorus]
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  Not guilty, y'all got to feel me
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up (Holla at me)
  [Verse 2]
  I do this for my culture, to let 'em know
  What a nigga look like when a nigga in a roadster
  Show 'em how to move in a room full of vultures
  Industry shady, it need to be taken over
  Label owners hate me, I'm raisin' the status quo up
  I'm overcharging niggas for what they did to the Cold Crush
  Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hoed us
  We can talk, but money talks, so talk more bucks
  [Chorus]
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  Not guilty, y'all got to feel me
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up [Verse 3]
  Yeah, Hov is back, life stories told through rap
  Niggas acting like I sold you crack (Yeah)
  Like I told you sell drugs, no, Hov did that
  So hopefully you won't have to go through that
  I was raised in the projects, roaches and rats
  Smokers out back sellin' they mama's sofa
  Lookouts on the corner focused on the ave
  Ladies in the window focused on the kinfolk
  Me under a lamppost, why I got my hand closed?
  Crack's in my palm, watching the long arm of the law
  So you know I seen it all before
  I've seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight
  To try and to fail, the two things I hate
  Succeed and this rap game, the two things that's great
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  What else can I say about dude? I gets busy
  [Chorus]
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  Not guilty, y'all got to feel me
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up [Outro]
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
  H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A