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Yeah, when I step in the spot, say "who that?"
Big Bun B, but you already knew
Live from the state they chop it and screw that
You hatin' on the OG, where they do that? (for real!)
need to get off the dick, man
Fall the fuck back a bike with no kickstand
Get out my mix man, just go' get you
in the quicksand, with no easy fix, man
No tricks, man, those is for
Kush in my cigar, and in the crib
Drank, and the 20 froze in the fridge
You with PA so you know what it is
I'm sittin on the fours clack
Comin' down candy in the golden
We gettin' to the money like it's Goldman
And we do it for the pimps that are back, let's go!

Look who in with automatic weapons
QB till the death of him
That nigga that inspired lyrical tyrants Kanye West and Em
Track record, back to the Essence
adolescents who ask who the best is
I'm nasty like gas a fat man's intestines
I pass it, you gaspin' for and you die fast
Gut 'em a gastric bypass
But ya Nas actors seemed to get typecast in the same role
Since 16 I grow a day old yet my brain grow
Cocaine white Range
Tats on my body like an art
I did good for a project nigga
Was a Bacardi sipper, now it's Chandon
Fat in the car with strippers
Guns in compartments
I was real young little youth, a nigga
Blessings, bowed down,
Chowed down, now my food's
Pow pow, with my are Techs
That'll bust louder than the noise that I just
Let's get one thing straight my crown ain't for testin', testin'
heads off like King Henry the VIII
Guillotine to ya neck
I'm a king in this thing, be dumb
Been in this since '91
Niggas can't fuck with the I use
Your fate is sealed, no Klum
Calm now, was a dude
Studied cowards and made moves
Watched Wild Planet seen lions devour
You can say that's how I
A monster nigga, and I don't really like doing songs with
go my nigga Wayne
Let them hate or like my nigga Drake say
"We got time to respond to niggas"

I'm a villain, I'm a villain, all that in the street
Poverty and made me everything I be
I'm a shotta, when I pop up with poppers burn ya block up
Call the judges, call the coppers, we over Gotham
to Poppa, Blood gang, five
Its that Blood gang five, but green is the bottom
I run this town, I aint gon' lie, run they mouth, they aint gon' fight
They like they aint gon' die until I let them 'llamas fly
to Bed-do-or-die, from Watts to Larry Hoover Chi
Poverty and heroine, its no place for a
Put in our heart, its the green that we want
Cash is the company and Weezy the boss!

[Busta
They say Im underrated, but
Understandable, being that my levels are unreachable
Anything said other than should be silenced, unspeakable!
And the thought of you being nicer me, unfeasible!
They ask is what I do ever stop, this shit will never end
Thats when you hear a car crash in the vocal booth got 'em sayin' there he again!"
See now they a nigga to come and
Flatten everything now let me it, nigga run
And they be knowin' I be blackin' on everything
And make it like a nigga constipated with a gun
I gotta make it they want and wake em when I come
And 'em and bake 'em and take 'em to another place
Aint no fakin, no kind of mistakin' how I be breakin'
Up everything and be creating a when Im done (DAMN!)
You see I spit Treasure, discography rich
And I killed more cats than curiosity, snitch!
Most of you niggas sorry and owe apologies,
What the fuck you niggas still hangin' here for, you apostrophe bitch?
Okay, now of that, see now Im out the door
Tunechi, thanks for giving us a whole classic with tha Carter IV