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Tekster: Nas. It Was Written. Live Nigga Rap.

I shot the motherfucker back, right out the ass son
For niggaz don't know how to act, what the deal son
I shot the motherfucker back, no doubt son
For niggaz don't know how to act

Yo NYC, U N I verse, seriously
Havoc and P, Queens niggaz so it seem to be
Monopolize, strategies of war, exercise, mega
Got word back from Noreaga

The D.A. got video cassette taper
The God with the God-U-Now, pullin' a caper
Runnin' up in the spot, mask and duct taped up
Pig tied they motherfuckin' wrists to they ankles

I been through, crime shit my niggaz into
Peep the issue situation like this, we stickin' him too
JFK on our way to L.A.
Got links with big cats down to Santa Barbara

My crew do it the Mobb way, everyday
Crime pay, who wanted gunplay? Drill me
Niggaz kill me, thrillin' me, you wanna look?
Peep the nine milli, now undress, you know the drilly

Niggaz suspect, weak links pose threats, I have yet
To met challenger who go against my set
Gem stars razor sharp like Gillette, shavin' closely on
Any character approach me

I let the streets get the best of me, infamy, my destiny
While cat burglars tryin' to sneak peep the recipe
Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmet
You pay about 5,000 a plate

No doubt kid, I hit them niggaz like a bid
The prosecutor, runnin' up in your crib
Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonely
It's only me and the gat that's holdin' me

We got it locked beyond measure, the click's under pressure
Extort you for your treasure smack you with the undresser
Represent your click, go ahead, get that ass whipped
Floatin' in the river with your body wrapped in plastic

Wannabe thug, get smacked for back talkin'
QB represent fuck that, it can happen
While you rappin', I'm busy tryin' to sneak the gat in
Could tear men, cut the party short while you jammin'

We think smarter, reach harder, got the 44
Bodyguard of somethin' and you don't want a part of
If I was you, then I would do what I have to
But you ain't me, you hesitated so I clapped you
Then stepped off casually, naturally me

Niggaz thinkin' shit sweet, I carry big heat
Wavy hair chipped teeth, up in this bitch deep
Queen's murder clicks meet, yellow tapes on black gates
Mediterranean, projects is like Kuwait

I escape into zones, that's irregular
Why debate on a phone, I'm solar cellular
Escobar 600, you just a crumb inside a world
Where the rich run it, curriculum of a mathologist

Deep throats, they try to swallow this
Anthropologists, dynasties of great knowledgists
I preserve in my dome, niggaz mics is full of silicone
Spot's blown, guerrilla ice on this killer's life

I put my word on it, now you can sleep on or rock a swerve on it
Nas is menage a trois' on Mount Aire lodges
We like a smooth fam' but rougher than how DeBarge is
Catchin' charges of marksmen, livin' heartless

Grab a cartridge, cock my shit on some Mobb shit
We mobbin', puttin' niggaz in mausoleums
From Queens cross the Throgs Neck
Heads bop, I see 'em

For niggaz don't know how to act
To all my niggaz on the block slangin' crack
Rest in peace to my niggaz layin' on they back
To all the niggaz who bust gats, live nigga rap

For niggaz don't know how to act
To all my niggaz on the block slangin' crack
Rest in peace to my niggaz on they back
To all the niggaz who bust gats, live nigga rap

For niggaz don't know how to act
To all the niggaz on the block slangin' crack
Rest in peace to my niggaz on they back
To all the niggaz who bust gats, live nigga rap
If you'se a live nigga