Everybody get low, niggas Dedicated to the "fuck Nas" coalition Touch my dome, 40 cals blow nigga Not cows with 4 legs but cals with more lead That add up more dead, it's on nigga I'ma bury ya, niggas don't want beef they vegetarians Scared of pussy you climbed out the Cesarean I'll push ya grown ass back in ya mother's womb You need now more much, your crew's got more punks Rhyme all stuff, ya'll claim I ain't sign ya'll up If I signed ya'll, I'm on dust Yeah we from the same hood but nigga, WHAT? Ya'll was trying to rap, ya'll was making me proud But now you fucked up down on ya luck running ya mouth, man Why don't you be a real man say you need a little help And I might help your ass off the shelf Know, you being disrespected Thinking son so cool that he won't check you Stand down, the king is home Queens is on, NASDAQ, Dow Jones Don't body yourself.... Ya'll gotta take it slow.... I am, DeNiro after Amex commercials in the Flackas With Martin Scorcese after Gangs of New York in Rocklands Back together with a master plan The rebirth of Langston Hughes, I'm that man I'm in the streets like old graffiti I hear the wankstas talking greasy (pronounced "greezy") Where the broke go rich my friend, Nasir bring that career to an end! In a war with 2 MC's, B, Ya'll beneath me and my raps bring horror like a board of Ouji (pronounced "wee-gee") Of course I'm the king, I get my shine on and I blind ya'll cause they call me the Lord of the Rings Pinky, heavy man, big stones in the wedding band. Smell of brimstone, back from hell again, Next verse gets worse for God's son the devil's in Ya'll need to take it slow, Don't body yourself... Motherfuckers act like they know, Motherfuckers better take it slow, Don't body yourself They say Jada defeated him, Joe to street for him, What's next, I guess it's for Nas to ETHER HIM! Ya'll awaiting the MC Burial, this is ethereal, FM stereo emits it, radio What does it mean, ethereal, hmm? Either heavenly or spiritual, extreme, deliecately light in a way that seems too perfect for this world, Man that is righteous, faithful and keeps law will surely live, declares the sovereign lord Man, you are none of the above, Then you a sucker for death if I'm a sucker for love And ya'll wanna know why I ain't gotta answer, niggas? Cause I truly understand these niggas, Scared of me so they talk about family members, Like I can't point out your grandma, niggas! Damn, you was my man like true, dawg Dope made you change your body frame to blue fog. The Q is the borough of true dawns, Any disrespect, nigga we choose arms. Will it be Gilmore or crows? Nigga, act like you know... Ya betta take it slow....