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R.O.C., we running this rap shit |
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Memphis Bleek, we running this rap shit |
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B. Mac, we running this rap shit |
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Freeway, we run this rap shit |
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O & Sparks, we running this rap shit |
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Chris & Neef, we running this rap shit |
| [00:21.86][Verse 1] |
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The takeover, the break's over, nigga |
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God MC - me - Jay-hova |
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Hey lil soldier, you ain't ready for war |
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R.O.C. too strong for y'all |
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It's like bringing a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test |
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Your chest in the line of fire with your thin-ass vest |
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You bringing them boys to men, how them boys gonna win? |
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This is grown man B.I., get you rolled into triage, bi-atch |
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Your reach ain't long enough, dunny |
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Your peeps ain't strong enough, fucker |
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Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet the navy |
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Niggas'll kidnap your babies, spit at your lady |
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We bring knife to fistfight, kill your drama |
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We kill you motherfucking ants with a sledgehammer |
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Don't let me do it to you, dunny, cause I overdo it |
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So you won't confuse it with "just rap music" |
| [01:06.17][Hook] |
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R.O.C., we running this rap shit |
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M Easy, we running this rap shit |
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The Broadstreet Bully we running this rap shit |
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Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it |
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Freeway, we running this rap shit |
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O & Sparks, we running this rap shit |
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Chris & Neef, we running this rap shit |
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("Watch out!! We run New York") |
| [01:27.24][Verse 2] |
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I don't care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews |
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You little fuck, I got money stacks bigger than you |
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When I was pushing weight, back in '88 |
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You was a ballerina, I got the pictures, I seen ya |
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Then you dropped "Shook Ones," switched your demeanour |
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Well, we don't believe you, you need more people |
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Roc-A-Fella, students of the game, we passed the class cause |
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Nobody can read you dudes like we do |
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Don't let em gas you, like "Jigga is ass and won't clap you" |
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Trust me on this one, I'll detach you |
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Mind from spirit, body from soul |
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They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole |
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No, you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked |
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I sold what your whole album sold in my first week |
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You guys don't want it with Hov |
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Ask Nas, he don't want it with Hov, no! |
| [02:12.76][Hook] |
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| [02:33.19][Verse 3] |
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I know you missing Nas the (fame) |
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But along with celebrity comes about 70 shots to your frame, nigga |
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You a (lame) |
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You's the fag model for Karl Kani, Esco ads |
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Went from Nasty Nas to Esco's trash |
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Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage |
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Fell from "top 10" to "not mentioned at all" |
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To your bodyguard's "Oochie Wally"'s verse better than yours |
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Matter of fact you had the worst flow on the whole fucking song |
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But I know: the sun don't shine, then son don't shine |
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That's why your (lame) career's come to an end |
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It's only so long fake thugs can pretend |
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Nigga, you ain't live it |
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You witnessed it from your folks' pad |
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You scribbled it in your notepad and created your life |
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I showed you your first TEC (me!), on tour with Large Professor |
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Then I heard your album about your TEC on the dresser |
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So yeah, I sampled your voice, you was using it wrong |
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You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song |
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And you ain't get a coin, nigga, you was getting fucked then |
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I know who I paid, God - Serchlite publishing |
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Use your (brain) |
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You said you've been in this 10, I've been in it 5 - smarten up, Nas |
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4 albums in 10 years, nigga? I could divide |
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That's one every...let's say 2 |
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2 of them shits was due |
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1 was "nah," the other was Illmatic |
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That's a one-hot-album-every-10-year average |
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And that's so (lame) |
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Nigga, switch up your flow |
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Your shit is garbage |
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What you trying to kick, knowledge? |
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You niggas gonna learn to respect the king |
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Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen |
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Because you-know-who did you-know-what with you-know-who |
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But let's keep that between me and you (for now) |
| [04:03.37][Hook] |
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| [04:25.09][Verse 4] |
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A wise man told me don't argue with fools |
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Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who |
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So stop with that childish shit, nigga I'm grown |
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Please leave it alone - don't throw rocks at the throne |
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Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you |
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I don't know why your advisers ain't forewarn you |
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Please, not Jay, he's not for play |
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I don't slack a minute, all that thug rapping and gimmicks |
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I will end it, all that yapping be finished |
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You are not deep, you made your bed now sleep |
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Don't make me expose you to them folks that don't know you |
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Nigga I know you well, all the stolen jew-els |
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Twinkletoes, you're breaking my heart |
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You can't fuck with me - go play somewhere, I'm busy |
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And all you other cats throwing shots at Jigga |
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You only get half a bar - fuck y'all niggas |
