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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 where chop it and screw that
You hatin' on the trill OG, 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, is for kids
Kush in my cigar, and in the crib
Drank, and the 20 froze in the fridge
You fuckin' PA so you know what it is
I'm sittin on the fours clack
Comin' down candy in the golden
We to the money like it's Goldman Sachs
And we do it for the pimps that are holding back, go!

Look who crept in with weapons
Reppin' QB till the of him
That nigga that inspired tyrants like Kanye West and Em
Track record, goes 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 like a gastric
But ya Nas advocates actors seemed to get typecast in the role
Since 16 I grow a day old yet my brain grow
white Range Rov'
Tats on my body like an art
I did real good for a project
Was once a Bacardi sipper, now it's
Fat blunts in the car strippers
Guns in hidden
I was real little youth, a novice nigga
Blessings, bowed down,
down, now my food's digested
Pow pow, my shooters are Techs
That'll bust louder the noise that I just spit
Let's get one thing straight that my crown for testin', testin'
Chop off like King Henry the VIII
Guillotine to ya neck
I'm a in this thing, don't be dumb
Been in this since '91
Niggas can't fuck the style I use
Your fate is sealed, no Heidi
now, was a wylin' dude
Studied and made power moves
Watched Wild Planet seen devour food
You can say how I move
A monster nigga, and I don't really doing songs with niggas
There go my Wayne
Let them niggas hate or my nigga Drake say
"We got time to respond to niggas"

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

[Busta
say Im underrated, but un-compete-with-able
Understandable, that my rating levels are unreachable
Anything other than that should be silenced, unspeakable!
And the thought of you being than me, unfeasible!
They ask is what I do ever gonna stop, this shit never end
Thats when you hear a car crash in the vocal booth got 'em sayin' there he again!"
See now they nominated a nigga to and
Flatten everything now let me dominate it, run
And they be knowin' that I be on everything
And make it complicated a nigga constipated with a gun
I gotta make it what they want and em when I come
And shake 'em and '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 done killed more cats curiosity, snitch!
Most of you sorry and owe apologies, quick
What the fuck you still hangin' around here for, you apostrophe bitch?
Okay, now enough of that, see now Im out the
Tunechi, thanks for giving us a 'nother classic with tha Carter IV