Uh uh, yo
They plan was to knock me out the top of the game
But I overstand they truth is all lame
I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames
Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name
Nas - too real, Nas - true king
It's however you feel, g'head, you swing
Your arms too short to box with god
I don't kill soloists only kill squads
Fame went to they head, so now it's "Fuck Nas"
Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys
I seen it comin
Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna' do what I do
Came in with my style, so I fathered you
I kept changin on the world since "...Barbeque"
Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with
Fuck bitches I hit, it's funny I once said...
If I, ever make a record
I take a check and put something away for a rainy day to make my exit
But look at me now, ten years deep
Since the project, ??
I never asked to be top of rap's elite
world
wings
where
waist
vision
vagina
years
forty
flames
traps
flyin
first
women
spotted
fathered
enemies
escobar
funny
diamond
could
barbeque
since
cloudy
bitches
clear
swing
soloists
thankful
changin
elite
struggle
check
through
mirror
destiny
became
around
comin
ghetto
metamorphosis
wanna
disciple
conception
carve
begged
death
yesterday
child
asked
black
something
broken
never
explain
found
changed
project
streets
eternal
certainly
chorus
suicidal
everything
exorcist
however
hurtin
balls
indulge
kings
knock
mouth
niggas
painful
birth
peace
pentagrams
poison
smoke
popped
rainy
record
broads
skeleton
learn
reflection
flesh
rings
ghana
seeds
spray
right
shoot
short
tough
sittin
squads
chair
starin
truth
style
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