作词 : Carter, Shawn C. 作曲 : Carter, Shawn C. [Intro] R.O.C., we running this rap *************t Memphis Bleek, we running this rap *************t B. Mac, we running this rap *************t Freeway, we run this rap *************t O & Sparks, we running this rap *************t Chris & Neef, we running this rap *************t [Verse 1] The takeover, the break's over, ************* God MC - me - Jay-hova Hey lil soldier, you ain't ready for war R.O.C. too strong for y'all It's like bringing a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test Your chest in the line of fire with your thin-ass vest You bringing them boys to men, how them boys gonna win? This is grown man B.I., get you rolled into triage, bi-atch Your reach ain't long enough, dunny Your peeps ain't strong enough, ****** Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet the navy *************s'll kidnap your babies, spit at your lady We bring knife to fistfight, kill your drama We kill you mother******g ants with a sledgehammer Don't let me do it to you, dunny, cause I overdo it So you won't confuse it with "just rap music" [Hook] R.O.C., we running this rap *************t M Easy, we running this rap *************t The Broadstreet Bully we running this rap *************t Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it Freeway, we running this rap *************t O & Sparks, we running this rap *************t Chris & Neef, we running this rap *************t ("Watch out!! We run New York") [Verse 2] I don't care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews You little *************, I got money stacks bigger than you When I was pu*************ng weight, back in '88 You was a ballerina, I got the pictures, I seen ya Then you dropped "Shook Ones," switched your demeanour Well, we don't believe you, you need more people Roc-A-Fella, students of the game, we passed the class cause Nobody can read you dudes like we do Don't let em gas you, like "Jigga is ass and won't clap you" Trust me on this one, I'll detach you Mind from spirit, body from soul They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole No, you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked I sold what your whole album sold in my first week You guys don't want it with Hov Ask Nas, he don't want it with Hov, no! [Hook] [Verse 3] I know you missing Nas the (fame) But along with celebrity comes about 70 shots to your frame, ************* You a (lame) You's the fag model for Karl Kani, Esco ads Went from Nasty Nas to Esco's trash Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage Fell from "top 10" to "not mentioned at all" To your bodyguard's "Oochie Wally"'s verse better than yours Matter of fact you had the worst flow on the whole ******g song But I know: the sun don't *************ne, then son don't *************ne That's why your (lame) career's come to an end It's only so long fake thugs can pretend *************, you ain't live it You witnessed it from your folks' pad You scribbled it in your notepad and created your life I showed you your first TEC (me!), on tour with Large Professor Then I heard your album about your TEC on the dresser So yeah, I sampled your voice, you was using it wrong You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song And you ain't get a coin, *************, you was getting ****** then I know who I paid, God - Serchlite publi*************ng Use your (brain) You said you've been in this 10, I've been in it 5 - smarten up, Nas 4 albums in 10 years, *************? I could divide That's one every...let's say 2 2 of them *************ts was due 1 was "nah," the other was Illmatic That's a one-hot-album-every-10-year average And that's so (lame) *************, switch up your flow Your *************t is garbage What you trying to kick, knowledge? You *************s gonna learn to respect the king Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen Because you-know-who did you-know-what with you-know-who But let's keep that between me and you (for now) [Hook] [Verse 4] A wise man told me don't argue with fools Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who So stop with that childish *************t, ************* I'm grown Please leave it alone - don't throw rocks at the throne Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you I don't know why your advisers ain't forewarn you Please, not Jay, he's not for play I don't slack a minute, all that thug rapping and gimmicks I will end it, all that yapping be finished You are not deep, you made your bed now sleep Don't make me expose you to them folks that don't know you ************* I know you well, all the stolen jew-els Twinkletoes, you're breaking my heart You can't ************* with me - go play somewhere, I'm busy And all you other cats throwing shots at Jigga You only get half a bar - ************* y'all *************s
[00:00.000] 作词 : Carter, Shawn C. [00:01.000] 作曲 : Carter, Shawn C. [00:02.55][Intro] [00:04.87]R.O.C., we running this rap *************t [00:08.44]Memphis Bleek, we running this rap *************t [00:11.28]B. Mac, we running this rap *************t [00:14.06]Freeway, we run this rap *************t [00:16.96]O & Sparks, we running this rap *************t [00:19.69]Chris & Neef, we running this rap *************t [00:21.86][Verse 1] [00:22.53]The takeover, the break's over, ************* [00:24.96]God MC - me - Jay-hova [00:27.72]Hey lil soldier, you ain't ready for war [00:30.20]R.O.C. too strong for y'all [00:32.29]It's like bringing a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test [00:35.65]Your chest in the line of fire with your thin-ass vest [00:38.30]You bringing them boys to men, how them boys gonna win? [00:41.25]This is grown man B.I., get you rolled into triage, bi-atch [00:44.72]Your reach ain't long enough, dunny [00:46.91]Your peeps ain't strong enough, ****** [00:49.19]Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet the navy [00:52.18]*************s'll kidnap your babies, spit at your lady [00:54.83]We bring knife to fistfight, kill your drama [00:57.82]We kill you mother******g ants with a sledgehammer [01:01.02]Don't let me do it to you, dunny, cause I overdo it [01:03.77]So you won't confuse it with "just rap music" [01:06.17][Hook] [01:06.51]R.O.C., we running this rap *************t [01:09.24]M Easy, we running this rap *************t [01:11.76]The Broadstreet Bully we running this rap *************t [01:14.45]Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it [01:17.23]Freeway, we running this rap *************t [01:20.19]O & Sparks, we running this rap *************t [01:22.88]Chris & Neef, we running this rap *************t [01:25.77]("Watch out!! We run New York") [01:27.24][Verse 2] [01:28.10]I don't care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews [01:30.74]You little *************, I got money stacks bigger than you [01:33.55]When I was pu*************ng weight, back in '88 [01:36.44]You was a ballerina, I got the pictures, I seen ya [01:39.34]Then you dropped "Shook Ones," switched your demeanour [01:41.78]Well, we don't believe you, you need more people [01:44.87]Roc-A-Fella, students of the game, we passed the class cause [01:48.47]Nobody can read you dudes like we do [01:50.85]Don't let em gas you, like "Jigga is ass and won't clap you" [01:54.11]Trust me on this one, I'll detach you [01:56.46]Mind from spirit, body from soul [01:58.70]They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole [02:01.73]No, you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked [02:04.93]I sold what your whole album sold in my first week [02:07.45]You guys don't want it with Hov [02:09.93]Ask Nas, he don't want it with Hov, no! [02:12.76][Hook] [02:33.19][Verse 3] [02:33.18]I know you missing Nas the (fame) [02:37.03]But along with celebrity comes about 70 shots to your frame, ************* [02:40.80]You a (lame) [02:42.61]You's the fag model for Karl Kani, Esco ads [02:45.87]Went from Nasty Nas to Esco's trash [02:48.76]Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage [02:51.46]Fell from "top 10" to "not mentioned at all" [02:53.99]To your bodyguard's "Oochie Wally"'s verse better than yours [02:56.84]Matter of fact you had the worst flow on the whole ******g song [02:59.59]But I know: the sun don't *************ne, then son don't *************ne [03:02.37]That's why your (lame) career's come to an end [03:05.74]It's only so long fake thugs can pretend [03:07.92]*************, you ain't live it [03:09.48]You witnessed it from your folks' pad [03:11.05]You scribbled it in your notepad and created your life [03:13.33]I showed you your first TEC (me!), on tour with Large Professor [03:16.33]Then I heard your album about your TEC on the dresser [03:19.03]So yeah, I sampled your voice, you was using it wrong [03:21.67]You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song [03:24.36]And you ain't get a coin, *************, you was getting ****** then [03:27.52]I know who I paid, God - Serchlite publi*************ng [03:30.26]Use your (brain) [03:31.99]You said you've been in this 10, I've been in it 5 - smarten up, Nas [03:35.45]4 albums in 10 years, *************? I could divide [03:38.09]That's one every...let's say 2 [03:39.81]2 of them *************ts was due [03:41.44]1 was "nah," the other was Illmatic [03:44.07]That's a one-hot-album-every-10-year average [03:47.07]And that's so (lame) [03:48.65]*************, switch up your flow [03:50.07]Your *************t is garbage [03:51.19]What you trying to kick, knowledge? [03:52.55]You *************s gonna learn to respect the king [03:54.80]Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen [03:57.59]Because you-know-who did you-know-what with you-know-who [04:01.30]But let's keep that between me and you (for now) [04:03.37][Hook] [04:25.09][Verse 4] [04:25.70]A wise man told me don't argue with fools [04:28.14]Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who [04:31.09]So stop with that childish *************t, ************* I'm grown [04:33.92]Please leave it alone - don't throw rocks at the throne [04:36.57]Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you [04:39.47]I don't know why your advisers ain't forewarn you [04:42.40]Please, not Jay, he's not for play [04:44.90]I don't slack a minute, all that thug rapping and gimmicks [04:48.01]I will end it, all that yapping be finished [04:50.59]You are not deep, you made your bed now sleep [04:53.29]Don't make me expose you to them folks that don't know you [04:56.07]************* I know you well, all the stolen jew-els [04:58.78]Twinkletoes, you're breaking my heart [05:01.00]You can't ************* with me - go play somewhere, I'm busy [05:04.16]And all you other cats throwing shots at Jigga [05:06.99]You only get half a bar - ************* y'all *************s
