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Ayo, queens get the money, niggas screaming, paper chasing
But candidates is planning wars
With nations over stake with masons
Pregnant teens give to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless

Play this by ya stomach, let my massage it and rub it
Ill be his daddy if theres nobody to love it
Tell him his name Nasir, him how he got here
Momma was just having fun with above her years

Niggas is still hatin, that
Nas fell off with rhyming, he rather floss with diamonds
pray, please God, let him spit that Uzi and the army linin
That shorty doowop rollin in the park reclinin

27 MCs, put 'em in a line and they out of alignment
My assignments he said retirement
Hiding behind 8 Mile and The
rich but dies rhymin, this is hot science

Now, add 23 more from Queens to
I'm over heads like a bulimic on a see-saw
Now, thats 50 porch monkeys ate up at the same
NASDAQ, y'all gonna bow homes, this is Dow Jones

80 cal. chrome, needed time alone to
The mack left his iPhone and his nine at
My queen used her milkshake to bring to my slaughterhouses
I do this for the group kids and boarding houses

This nigga shit thats on the album
For them niggas the chalk linin, 40 houses
Bring back Arsenio, hip hop was
So Nas breathes life into the embryo

Let us man in our image, spit it
I'm Huey P. and Louie V. at the
Throwing Molotovs for Emmitt, you as hot as I is
All of these prophets is not messiahs

You dont know how the sky is
The mileage of Earth for what Pi is
Im the shaky hand that touched George in Zaire
The same hand that punched down devils that brought down the