Intro: Nas
Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it`s time (word?)
(Word, it`s time nigga?)
Yeah, it`s time man (aight nigga, begin)
Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap
Where fake niggaz don`t make it back
I don`t know how to start this shit, yo, now
Verse One: Nas
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
of pain I`m like Scarface sniffin cocaine
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I`m extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I`m suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I`ll defeat foes
Y`all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E
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