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(feat. Busta Rhymes)
Busta Rhymes
Ay fellas
I think you might wanna s-s-sneak your ratchet in here for this one
Ay ladies
Put your petroleum jelly on your face
Yo Nas, we got a big bet in the streets
that you knock they as* out in the first 30 seconds of the first round
GET 'EM!
Verse One: Nas
Sittin up drunk, shufflin thoughts
Got paper but I'm lost
Losin focus what a nigg* still hustlin for
My seed is straight, the fam is settled
Idle time get the man in trouble
When wifey tourin, my life get boring
Start to remember all types of torment
The devil's callin, but I don't answer
Mom passed from cancer, leavin behind
two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9's
next to me in the Phantom, who lyin?
Big screen documentaries of Idi Amin, dada,
try to stay away from creeps
With they bulls**t, tryin to put me back in the streets
War stories, funerals
where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin
Body viewing's at the wake
nigg* sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket
with his eyelids still open, it's kinda spooky
Iceman watch on, the suit Gucci
I'm above the standard
But dude just more zealous than Branford
Thinkin you're too rich, they wanna gun ya
Kidnap ya cause of they hunger, but you fkin with hunters
Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
Cause real die over dumb s**t
Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
Cause real die over dumb s**t
Chorus 2X: Busta Rhymes
Fight, fists, dance, suckah
Suicide, bounce, brother
Ice, whips, cash, nigg*
Watch yo', big, ass, momma
Verse Two: Nas
To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous
Y'all the antithesis, the opposite
Twitchin s**t, all up in your body language
Mean muggin your b*tch, cause she leans over
to look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin
"Nas is this and Nas is that"
Your eyes go front, your eyes go back
Surprised I'm at the same place y'all be at
It's obvious you don't know how I react
Like, I don't know where the party's at
You're foamin at the mouth, losin breath
Like a cardiac arrest, but I ain't impressed
Cause the fact is, y'all don't really want it
Two to the head, fo' to the stomach
Call more security cause I come off
anywhere you at you scary cats
If you dare squeeze back, guns shall rain
a thousand times harder than when I first came
Y'all not relentless, y'all dumb
And y'all just forgot about the consequences
Not a jail sentence, but see
the nigg* you feed'll kick it to dude that kick it to me
We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys
Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning
I know a kid who'll throw s**t in your food
And say, "That's the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting"
Hey...
Chorus
Outro
You smile, in my face
Secretly I know, you want my place
You waitin on me to choke, don't want a nigg* to breathe
You wanna come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me
But before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
Before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
Busta Suicide, bounce, brother
Busta Suicide, bounce, brother
Busta Suicide, bounce, brother
Busta Suicide, bounce, brother
