would happen if bush rapped i bully these rappers so bad lyrically it ain't even funny, i ain't even hungry, it ain't even money you can't pay me enough
and thats where heaven is at I don't carry a gat, but my n-ggas do It's like my jumper is off, I let my n-ggas shoot and don't none of my n-ggas do Take
the throne Wonder if the people know how many nights I spent alone Making beats writing rhymes, thinking deep fighting time Im getting better but wasn't getting younger And all that time can
be heard but your shouts in vain cuz you drowned out by the buzz thats surroundin my name kweli it might be somethin that you can't pry from me shut
't hangin' out At the same places I once vibed in Everybody at my father's job askin' him rumors, shit Stop as my dad soon gon' quit If I can, maybe
the best, but overlooked like I'm Pusha T You little pussies get fucked Here go the douche for free There ain't too much that Marv can't do Make way for
only can be detonated by a MacGruber I'm thinking if I ain't binge drinkin' then I ain't livin' Somebody told me I'm prolly dyin', but I ain't listen
left The heat in the crib but I didn't it was all red The bitch sayin' she sick stop bullshittin' I gotta cat crib in Jamaica My little cousin he ain't
't know about your stress-filled day Baby on the way, mad bills to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray, so you can reminisce And wish you wasn't livin'
smoke me Try to break me but never wrote me Take my bacon, number 1 I know you hate my reign Guess what, can't stop the cake I'm making, T.W.IsM. ("
Nas: Yo Yo Puffy: Gansta Gansta Nas: Gansta Yo Puffy: That's Right Nas: Journey Through the life of some real niggas Puffy: Some real niggas You'
can hate me now but I won't stop now 'Cause I can't stop now, you can hate me now But I won't stop now 'cause I can't stop now You can hate me now, you
hear it 'cause the street ain't loyal to choose sides Prepare for the beef, whoever lose dies rich and I'm thuggin' I can't trust nothin', this bitch
And that's real shit, blazed the Philly It's summertime, shout out to Will Smith 'Cause who didn?t wanna be the Fresh Prince? Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks? My nigga Nas
's real shit blazed the Philly It's summertime shout out to Will Smith 'cause who didn't wanna be the Fresh Prince Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks? My nigga Nas
state of mind Ia??m gonna make history Just so we can claim victory (Victory) Oh, victory (Victory) Just so we can claim victory Oh, victory Victory Just so we can
Beanie] Ya niggaz can't fuck wit us [Freeway] Haterz listen up [Beanie] Burn that nigga free!!! [Verse 1] Yo, NASTY NAS ain't ridin' on the
, and the monitors They eyein' us, NaS yo he survived one from the fo'-five Pull his shades down, they seen his last days now There's no way now, we can