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It's like my beat
This like one of my favorite Nas songs

1]
This shit bring me back to when I started spitting
When I was 15 thinking a that I was living
That was back before I had it when I
Before I a mixtape and all of my shit was written
It was written in stone I was the one to be home
To come back, claim the throne, now these is gone
Their mind blown whenever I step up on on it with the
They be thinking about ''what the fuck Vic drop, son?''
And next I'm in Texas sipping tea
I washed my in the sink
You ain't got the to Memphis blink
Open eyes before you try and disguise
tried to play me, most of this rap shit is lies
I see 'em Shady, but now I'm on 45
I mean, try to understand how the nigga kick it live
That's off the top of them, most of them be
They try and come through, but they ain't stopping 'em, I'm 'em
Rocking them hard granite, understand it
the mic like Janet while I'm spinning like a planet
They be planning freestyles, my shit is unhanded
I backhand it, you get smacked for trying to act
Yeah, like that

2]
What's is the checks
If you worry about me you need to go and your ex
Hop on the line, I got niggas Drake-ing
Most of phonies, they be faking
The time I'm on my shit is not minuscule
That's why every I do a fucking interview
I'm like ''please ask me something new, shit is boring''
Money I'm still storing, hoes still whoring
Ain't nothing changed except the after the dot
Ain't got no range, but I bet I got my work on the
My bitches to trip off flip switches
Like a '64 I can take it to Death Row
try and play me like a fake, but that shit ain't real
I'm from where they put the stony mill to your homie grill
I somebody said that before
But I ain't worried cause I'm still up for that hit I flow
of them they don't even know how to go with them
That's why I put them on the table, dust them under the dable coasting
I to say some other shit, but my brother it
out to Joey Purp, you know that that's my brother, Vic
I'll always come through on some shit
And then Selektah be like ''what's the next shit?
So I check one off of my checklist
And then I to the exit
I a diamond across the necklace
So time I come through New York City I'mma be straight flexin'
Empty out my wallet, ain't lookin' skinny
you getting smacked
What was that he was in it?
It was uh, was
When Skinny Black his motherfucking tape in the tub
On some bullshit, you know they me love
But I keep a pocket of money
Blunt of drugs, I don't even do the raps though
I'm the asshole, when it comes to it I be about flow
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