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QB the NYC
We gonna to this
To all my (yeah, yeah)
To all the

Sometimes I
Will a go under because of his hunger
game is risky
If a nigga slips six
Will niggaz really miss me
partners too soon
All niggaz flipping on me
Cause I won't give no loot to
Sometimes I
I...

(Nas)
Top of the world is I'm aiming at
These niggaz is flaming at my circle
I catch you, my first reaction is to you
I hit bird too, two in your scalp then you out
Your thug crew is out, oozing out
serving caine
Knowing nothing about this murder
Its easily but hard to hear
niggaz finally find out its real
Thats when they heart pumps
The remains the weak will disappear
My is 20/20, my vocals are crystal clear
911 sits on your mind like chrome
Lets say brains is V12, put it in drive let it roam
What color? Might as well make it as your dome
You need your thoughts together, means destination is unknown
As we on this road, an infinite path, I get into this math
Drop and get intense for this
Will I be to kill, live my life by a gat
Just when I think I made it out, the street is me back

(Nature)
I know a lot of fiends by first name
Living in Queens, a lot of cats stuck for they chains
Holding guns, the young owe dirty ones
Running wild, niggaz I raise hell above
in sin, holding rocks, benjamin grin
Figure once I got knocked, it end
Never
They try to me I don't love my own
The know, they ride my zone
the cyclone trademark
For isle, yeah you know me now
I'm giving hugs, phoney smiles
Stack profits, you know how the niggaz on the get
Try to give you dap to stare at your
Cruise nothing new just the rules of the land
You could if they wolves or lamb
You could fight a few, there's a few ran
Or you could feed and lose your hand
you wanna do?

(Nas)
Blessing be to the who left us
Transcend into essences
In Allah's you rest in
To him we pray for my
Floyd, and Taiyeh, Mr. Sunny back in the day
Get the money yam, he use to say not only with hands
But he was twice a man
I try to understand life's deep
I of Weewop, Shikeisha they both was mad nice on the rocks
could have went pro but only God knows why not
Like my nigga Bing, let your sneakers not be
He'll snapping on you, making a scene
the lye, a cool nigga warm heart and stayed fly
You still alive, I see you in your sister's
Are you there pa? Or looking on a distant place?
My thoroughbreds, Blackhead quiet but
Expect to see your black jeep fly the hill
In the spirit of Richie Lou
the world of the crimes that NY pigs do
We you, Harry and Sonia
Rest in peace to Marty, a side of Vernon soldier
T.J. Black better as Killer
I can't you, but in me Havoc will always have a brother my nigga

My man Will we meet again
You hold it up there, hold it down here
I hope you hear my prays

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