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  • (Yo Son, this person's all on your ************t)
    Nah what's this?
    (******* Nature tried to pimp you, yeah word em up)
    Not that *******, not that ******* that *******'s too pretty
    (You gotta do somethin man, you gotta do somethin man, word up)
    Take that ******* to war
    Yo Nature, listen man
    In a jacuzzi fla************n, spla************n like a uzi blastin
    Much love for thugs, God bless B.I., askin
    "Whattup with Cormega?" Live *******s keep askin
    The exhibition, flexin, throw my extra clip in
    Chrome bugotti VVS's, check it
    *******s talkin bout, how real they kept it on record
    Screamin out, Q.B.C. but don't rep it
    Am I my brothers keeper or a ************ in love with reefer?
    My Far Rock' *******s would love to meet ya
    "Life's a ************" but ************t gets deeper, ******* gold chains and sneakers
    I had dat, when ******* was cheaper
    Yo, who this fake ******* soundin like me?
    You wanna be me, but can't see a thousand like me
    I'm loungin, you're like bookies on housin
    You see my team comin and your heart starts poundin
    You shook, gettin paid off the book
    *******s jeal-ous, my LS is off the hook
    You see the Lex, you fake-ass thug, give me respect
    Or be another ******* that my ****** heater wet
    My poetry is manifest, the words be correct
    My empire rise, now my enemies are vexed
    Yo Nature you finished, yo Nas you next
    Yeah, clear my little man
    YouknowhatI'msayin, Nas
    It ain't nuttin personal, it's all business yaknahmsayin?
    You let your little ************-ass man come on me
    But my man got a few words he wanna say to you
    Yo son man
    Nature your fake ass, tried to be down and got your chain snatched
    Took the ************t, and your little brother's tape back
    Now you against the Mega star, puffin hundred stacks
    In a Lex, LS, chewin on Escobars
    But they too sweet, burn my teeth
    Firm don't want no beef (yeah only three main people son)
    Five stars, Q.B. to Desert Storm
    Tomorrow's exclusive, check the new kid on the next hit
    Find the illest kicks, play the strip, with the widest grip
    Hover from night to light, now I push the tightest ************t
    The tighest click, we airtight
    Roll deep and wear Air Nikes, some are scared some the fair type
    But we rock mics and jams, like gats we ******* twice
    Runnin with the pretty boys, ******* say that's not nice
    Straight out the 'Bridge, my DeLorean, showbiz
    And if you want consignment you can find me where the coke is
    I'm a nigh******are to "Street Dreamin" (uh-huh)
    ******* your whole crew is twenty-two's, my dudes street sweepin
    Prepared, never scared, ones to bolster Flex (for real)
    I'm ill, everything's real, ain't no special effects
    Yeah, bring the drama, I like the ****** trauma (like that)
    A gladiator rocking steel plated armor
    Yeah, you wanna step to me, you'd better bring a referee (why)
    My name is 'Mega, y'all *******s scared to death of me
    Yeah your man asked, I'm like a Columbian refugee
    Murder any ******* in sight, any day or night
    You see me in a jet black Lex, the coke's white
    Lampin on the Hill, that ******* Nature thought he ill
    I ****** his ass up like a Holyfield (just like that son)
    For real the Real Deal, Montana, drama for short
    Of course, yeah, the ******g boss
    Yeah, that ******* Nature talk about he takin my spot
    He took one punch to the face and just dropped
    It's over La, I don't even know why you even won't try to come at me
    This is Cor mother****** Mega yo
    You know my status you ****** ************
    That's why I ****** you up
    That's why my man took your ****** gold chain
    And he's wearin your ************t in the projects, you're a ****** ************
    Knahmsayin Nas? You need to you need to you need to
    Get a ****** fireproof ****** van next time you come through
    Projects or they gon burn your ************t down
    Y'all *******s is idiots yo (word up ************ ass *******)
    Talkin about "Street Dreams" rockin a pink ass suit
    (Yeah you talkin bout crack *******)
    What kind of dreams you *******s workin with, man?
    (Them like a pink leather and ************t)
    Yo man, last crack y'all *******s sold was y'all ass!
    You ******* with me, you're ****** with the best, man, knahmsayin?
    But y'all *******s ain't ready for ****** war man
    (Y'all ain't ready for war man)
    Y'all ain't ready for the mother******, the gun battles
    Or the beatings on sight man
    Don't ******* with me man! (************ ass *******s) I got no more to say man
    Trick-ass bay-atches!
  • [00:00.51](Yo Son, this person's all on your ************t)
    [00:02.48]Nah what's this?
    [00:03.95](******* Nature tried to pimp you, yeah word em up)
    [00:06.25]Not that *******, not that ******* that *******'s too pretty
    [00:10.83](You gotta do somethin man, you gotta do somethin man, word up)
    [00:13.48]Take that ******* to war
    [00:15.36]Yo Nature, listen man
    [00:17.44]In a jacuzzi fla************n, spla************n like a uzi blastin
    [00:20.78]Much love for thugs, God bless B.I., askin
    [00:23.38]"Whattup with Cormega?" Live *******s keep askin
    [00:26.10]The exhibition, flexin, throw my extra clip in
    [00:29.11]Chrome bugotti VVS's, check it
    [00:31.31]*******s talkin bout, how real they kept it on record
    [00:33.90]Screamin out, Q.B.C. but don't rep it
    [00:36.83]Am I my brothers keeper or a ************ in love with reefer?
    [00:39.40]My Far Rock' *******s would love to meet ya
    [00:41.82]"Life's a ************" but ************t gets deeper, ******* gold chains and sneakers
    [00:45.32]I had dat, when ******* was cheaper
    [00:47.17]Yo, who this fake ******* soundin like me?
    [00:49.59]You wanna be me, but can't see a thousand like me
    [00:52.40]I'm loungin, you're like bookies on housin
    [00:54.99]You see my team comin and your heart starts poundin
    [00:57.72]You shook, gettin paid off the book
    [01:00.47]*******s jeal-ous, my LS is off the hook
    [01:03.23]You see the Lex, you fake-ass thug, give me respect
    [01:05.99]Or be another ******* that my ****** heater wet
    [01:08.52]My poetry is manifest, the words be correct
    [01:10.96]My empire rise, now my enemies are vexed
    [01:13.96]Yo Nature you finished, yo Nas you next
    [01:16.22]Yeah, clear my little man
    [01:18.15]YouknowhatI'msayin, Nas
    [01:20.41]It ain't nuttin personal, it's all business yaknahmsayin?
    [01:22.47]You let your little ************-ass man come on me
    [01:24.95]But my man got a few words he wanna say to you
    [01:27.76]Yo son man
    [01:30.10]Nature your fake ass, tried to be down and got your chain snatched
    [01:32.78]Took the ************t, and your little brother's tape back
    [01:35.21]Now you against the Mega star, puffin hundred stacks
    [01:37.78]In a Lex, LS, chewin on Escobars
    [01:40.62]But they too sweet, burn my teeth
    [01:42.47]Firm don't want no beef (yeah only three main people son)
    [01:44.76]Five stars, Q.B. to Desert Storm
    [01:45.82]Tomorrow's exclusive, check the new kid on the next hit
    [01:48.43]Find the illest kicks, play the strip, with the widest grip
    [01:50.85]Hover from night to light, now I push the tightest ************t
    [01:53.81]The tighest click, we airtight
    [01:55.96]Roll deep and wear Air Nikes, some are scared some the fair type
    [01:59.11]But we rock mics and jams, like gats we ******* twice
    [02:01.83]Runnin with the pretty boys, ******* say that's not nice
    [02:06.60]Straight out the 'Bridge, my DeLorean, showbiz
    [02:07.42]And if you want consignment you can find me where the coke is
    [02:10.81]I'm a nigh******are to "Street Dreamin" (uh-huh)
    [02:12.45]******* your whole crew is twenty-two's, my dudes street sweepin
    [02:15.24]Prepared, never scared, ones to bolster Flex (for real)
    [02:17.78]I'm ill, everything's real, ain't no special effects
    [02:20.39]Yeah, bring the drama, I like the ****** trauma (like that)
    [02:23.47]A gladiator rocking steel plated armor
    [02:26.20]Yeah, you wanna step to me, you'd better bring a referee (why)
    [02:28.61]My name is 'Mega, y'all *******s scared to death of me
    [02:31.30]Yeah your man asked, I'm like a Columbian refugee
    [02:33.55]Murder any ******* in sight, any day or night
    [02:36.36]You see me in a jet black Lex, the coke's white
    [02:39.27]Lampin on the Hill, that ******* Nature thought he ill
    [02:41.47]I ****** his ass up like a Holyfield (just like that son)
    [02:44.77]For real the Real Deal, Montana, drama for short
    [02:47.46]Of course, yeah, the ******g boss
    [02:49.91]Yeah, that ******* Nature talk about he takin my spot
    [02:52.40]He took one punch to the face and just dropped
    [02:56.43]It's over La, I don't even know why you even won't try to come at me
    [03:00.23]This is Cor mother****** Mega yo
    [03:01.76]You know my status you ****** ************
    [03:05.30]That's why I ****** you up
    [03:06.98]That's why my man took your ****** gold chain
    [03:09.67]And he's wearin your ************t in the projects, you're a ****** ************
    [03:12.81]Knahmsayin Nas? You need to you need to you need to
    [03:17.50]Get a ****** fireproof ****** van next time you come through
    [03:20.16]Projects or they gon burn your ************t down
    [03:22.30]Y'all *******s is idiots yo (word up ************ ass *******)
    [03:24.14]Talkin about "Street Dreams" rockin a pink ass suit
    [03:26.69](Yeah you talkin bout crack *******)
    [03:28.48]What kind of dreams you *******s workin with, man?
    [03:30.43](Them like a pink leather and ************t)
    [03:30.89]Yo man, last crack y'all *******s sold was y'all ass!
    [03:34.70]You ******* with me, you're ****** with the best, man, knahmsayin?
    [03:37.41]But y'all *******s ain't ready for ****** war man
    [03:39.97](Y'all ain't ready for war man)
    [03:41.30]Y'all ain't ready for the mother******, the gun battles
    [03:43.58]Or the beatings on sight man
    [03:45.82]Don't ******* with me man! (************ ass *******s) I got no more to say man
    [03:50.80]Trick-ass bay-atches!