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[Featuring Nas]
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-Your bigger than the Jews
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-Bigger than the Irish
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-You run the whole fuckin country
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-You can be the next John D. Rockerfeller
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-Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit
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-But the bigger we get, the more were takin from other people
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Nas:
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Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery
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That was lightin and rain drops
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I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot, like Bangkok
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I'm blindfold
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Vietnam type mind controless torture
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His accent sounds like the rarest culture
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Askin me, my astroby stabbin me gradually
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Says its astrobute
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What's atonic, mesonic, ironic
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I felt reminded of my fast life ventures
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And winters
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Blinded til the flashlight enters
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AZ:
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Yo dun, before the sun set
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Call connect get all the tech's
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I'm vexed, this nigga love his sex
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He lost respect, lets off his neck
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My caliber
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Got me thinkin on a higher algebra
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See me I'm just as foul as ya, but you ain't got no style in ya
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I'm into bigger cheddar
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Cheese ??? armaretta
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Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us
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Chorus:
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Mo money, more murder more homicide
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
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You never know, it might just be your time to take that ride
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To them pearly white gates, watch that suicide
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Nas:
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Now government official
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Got you sippin on Cristal and crystal
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You ???
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And took your clan with you
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i'm out to get you
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Guaranteed every shell will hit you
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Plus I'm on some shit to
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Layin down whomever's with you
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Mafioso
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This New York City nineties Era Soso
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AZ you know my culture
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Now my wolves is out to ghost ya
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AZ:
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Center a rose on the graveyard for real now
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The stakes is up a half a mil now
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I tried to grab him with his shield down
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What walked in a crazy paid up
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Sharp but straight up
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gators from Barbados
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Never seen nobody play those
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Laylow what they called him
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His head bald and
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Sippin cappuchino spilled to his silk suits
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Lap was scalding
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Laugh was vulgar
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Canvas paintings of the Iaetola
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And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture
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Tobacco pipe smoker
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Escobar your life is over
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Justify the righteous nova
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Bullets flew out his right shoulder
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Corpse leaving a foul odor
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The firm volume one adjourned
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Bring it to a closure
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Chorus:
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Nas:
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So now you rolling with us like codefenders
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No phony business
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Should no the difference
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From supreme solo its the style ancient as Moses scriptures
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Its latin kings, black goofies and white jesters
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Among us
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Crime invades the minds of youngsters
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Where its pitch black they can't see you
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Godfather three falling for dead in a cathedral
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AZ:
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Now you forced to listen
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I got the mind of a grad from Princeton
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Play your position
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Or soon you'll be lost and missing
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Its far from fiction
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My presence is like that of a christian
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With ammunition puttin states under submission
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Street addiction
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Got me tied thorough with burrows
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Still in the ghetto
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But in the cut where its mellow
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Incognito on the leelow
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Like Carlito
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Cause we know
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Niggas don't really want us to see dough
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You never know it might just be your time to take your ride
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To them pearly white gates watch that suicide
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Chorus:
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mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
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az |