And as a special this evening I have asked America's young poet To his latest poem for us
Ladies and gentlemen, Everybody, him and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus We, we, we came a way
Ladies and gentlemen, Everybody him Ladies and gentlemen,
Yo, yo, yo and crime, the thugs slingin' powder and dimes Twenties of D, is yo' niggaz wilder mine? My bust nines, puff lye and stick up cowards For shine, you resist, then you push up flowers
I'm like Lou Cabrasi, Vito's hit-man That's Godfather shit, seat, next lit plans Revolvers spit, I'm too to bargain with And you want the God to pull up the cars that's sick
Arms and is lit up, Queensbridge Kings awards applause when I do my thing Streets is black as midnight, the concrete With stains of blood and and piss all day
Come on the ave, get sized up, appraised Duck and pray that my don't bust your way with names, livin' off reputation Sometimes gotta remind you nothin' changin'
Ladies and gentlemen, Everybody, him
If you ill, come get me, I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook we'll both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't It's all in love and war and I'm well prepared
If you ill, come get me, I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't It's all fair in and we can take it there
You like me clown? Now, you wanna take me down? If I my face around, you gon' do what? You butt Your crew knew I blew up, I been shinin', baseball Dick for your chick lings
know what my nine pearl handle's about Fuck you, say girlie mouth? Get it krunk the Dirty South And I know you see me flossed out, mill i Hear your bitch talk about me, you her the cold eye?
Girls dig you, imagine she feel for me? You make hot songs, but she you steal from me Who ill as me? I on haters in album three Next level, I take niggaz to 3-D
find a nigga shook from Queens I'll be with the grimy killers (What nigga?) And they all clean Who put bombs underneath cars, if you beef then start Your next is to the graveyard
If you ill, get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook then we'll be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't It's all fair in love and war and I'm well
If you ill, come get me, I ain't runnin' If gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't It's all fair in and we can take it there
You too feminine to kill again, jail got you You but you scared to go back up North Keep your face twisted, but you don't really nuttin' Talk a of shit motherfucker and stop frontin'
You don't wanna flip again, and drugs again Be on the run again, catch you at the Inn Shoot up your door, bust in on you and whore Put in bags, clean the blood off of the floor
So play tough, I y'all to get out of line I got nines, color shape and design I killers every race to put one in your spine Two in ear, get your crew, who do I fear? Nobody never get involved and of em dyin'
I think like you do, roll with about two me flyin', high in the aircraft winin' And dinin', you die, then we laugh, you ass You ass to gauze up, your stab wounds
While I'm gettin' head, in a jet, bathroom With all my goons, all my ice, and Full of paper, not money bank statements The Illmatic that explains how we Yachts and co-ops, we buy the hood and sell you a
If you ill, come get me, 'cause I runnin' If your gun's off the hook then we'll be gunnin' Come get me if you real, I ain't scared It's all in love and war and I'm well prepared
If you ill, come get me, 'cause I runnin' If your gun's off the hook then both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I scared It's all in love and we can take it there
Ladies and gentlemen, Everybody, him and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus We, we, we came a way Ladies and gentlemen, Everybody him Ladies and gentlemen, and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen