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respect and honor
And I got plenty of that, so until sheek lou child, next l.o.x. album
And all the mtherfucking rest of the albums we do from the double
better than y'all
And by the way, rest in peace 'Pac and Biggie Smalls, yeah

This the real hip hop
(Ay, you know we miss you 'Pac and Biggie)
This
your bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would
Never thought that the napalm would bust
three mics

y'all niggaz better stop playin' and get yo' game tight
Too Short, Eastsidaz, Big Tig, oh boy
Album number 13 nigga, y'all better stop chasin'
brains gone, my souls warm, my spirit is torn
The rest of my body is still being operated on
I'm ducked the fuck down while I'm writing this rhyme
'Cause
brains gone, my souls warm, my spirit is torn
The rest of my body is still being operated on
I'm ducked the f*** down while I'm writing this rhyme
'Cause
my building man, its the Carter
I'ma show y'all the ins the outs the ups the down, know what I'm talking bout
This is me fourth solo album baby, I came
speed
Either ease off the gas or floor it
You ain't ready to get it, I dunno why they keep askin' for it
This the real P.E., ain't no castin' for it
dope by the ki's, bundles, and pounds
Crown niggas in the way of progress
Mobbstress with intelect above the rest
Of the nanny goes wanna be sex symbols
[sinister laughter]

Oh y'all niggas killer now, oh word?
Catch you comin out your fuckin crib nigga
Yeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga

[Prodigy]
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
Was not available for
the studio, word is bond
Been working on ya new album for two years strong
And still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say:'Study long,
adhere to a set of standards and tastes 
That appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges (bullshit) 
Giving a thumbs up or thumbs down
Droppin' jams that slammed on every radio program
And bam, got damn, look where I am
The first album, long live the kane, it sold
About umm aww fukkit it
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again

To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
Oooh aaah...Album three y'all...
Oooh aaah...Blue

Oh i like what you do 
Take the time out tonite,
Let me hear you say ahh
And we can take it
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
it's an afterlife, aim it at me, cock it and squeeze

Please... back to back to back to back to back to back, nigga
From my first fuckin album nigga
sellin cheese
Enemies, Memories
Yes sir'why, rest in peace
Been that way for centuries
Set chemistry, I'm blessin fiends
We the men of empty dreams
My
keeping me from fittin' in
Why do I feel safer on stage than in my own living room
My grandma say that if I leave my drink I shouldn't sip again
Ooh this
Oooh aaah...Album three y'all...
Oooh aaah...Blue

Oh i like what you do 
Take the time out tonite,
Let me hear you say ahh
And we can take it
I used to always like to hang out
Now I lounge in the rest writin' bombs while tracks bang out
I know you peeped me in the club then
But now I'm in
a sawed-off blast, 'cause y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die,
y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want
[Verse 1]
My, first album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would