(What nigga?)
Everybody watch him
You make hot songs, but she know you steal from me
Power and crime, the thugs slingin' powder and dimes
Sometimes gotta remind you ain't nothin' changin'
Can't find a nigga shook from Queens
Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared
It's all fair in love and we can take it there
Everybody, watch him
It's all fair in love and we can take it there
Keep your face twisted, but you don't really want nuttin'
Dick rings for your chick lings
Niggaz know what my nine pearl handle's about
And they all look clean
If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin'
If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin'
If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin'
Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared
Who put bombs underneath cars, if you want beef then start
Next level, I take y'all niggaz to 3-D
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
Fuck you, say girlie mouth? Get it krunk like the Dirty South
Plaques awards applause when I do my thing
And dinin', you die, then we laugh, you bitch ass
I got nines, every color shape and design
It's all fair in love and war and I'm well prepared
Shoot up your door, bust in on you and your whore
Yo, yo, yo
You too feminine to kill again, jail got you soft
It's all fair in love and we can take it there
With all my goons, all my ice, and suitcases
I'm like Lou Cabrasi, Vito's best hit-man
If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin'
If I bring my face around, you gon' do what? You butt
If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin'
Catch me flyin', high in the aircraft winin'
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
It's all fair in love and war and I'm well prepared
And I know you see me flossed out, multi mill i
Everybody, watch him
To read his latest poem for us
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
Yachts and co-ops, we buy the hood and sell you a block
Revolvers spit, I'm too tough to bargain with
That's Godfather shit, back seat, next lit plans
Be on the run again, catch you at the Comfort Inn
Niggaz with names, livin' off reputation
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
Arms and wrists is lit up, Queensbridge Kings
So play tough, I want y'all to get out of line
Come on the ave, get sized up, plus appraised
Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared
I think like you do, roll with about two irons
Two in your ear, get your crew, who do I fear?
If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin'
Your crew knew I blew up, I been shinin', baseball diamonds
If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin'
Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared
Your next stop is to the graveyard
We, we, we came a long way
Full of paper, not money it's bank statements
Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared
Duck and pray that my guns don't bust your way
You talk but you scared to go back up North
If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin'
Hear your bitch talk about me, you give her the cold eye?
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
It's all fair in love and war and I'm well prepared
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin'
Everybody watch him
You don't wanna flip again, and sell drugs again
Girls dig you, imagine what she feel for me?
You bitch ass to gauze up, your stab wounds
Twenties of D, is yo' niggaz wilder than mine?
Streets is black as midnight, the concrete gray
Who ill as me? I wild on haters in album three
Nobody never get involved and none of em dyin'
You don't like me clown? Now, you wanna take me down?
I sent killers every race to put one in your spine
We, we, we came a long way
The Illmatic that explains how we rock
Everybody, watch him
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
And you don't want the God to pull up the cars that's sick
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
Talk a bunch of shit motherfucker and stop frontin'
Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared
Put y'all in bags, clean the blood off of the floor
Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus
If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin'
For they shine, you resist, then you push up flowers
If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin'
While I'm gettin' head, in a Lear jet, bathroom
With stains of blood and germ and piss all day
I'll be with the most grimy killers
My niggaz bust nines, puff lye and stick up cowards
If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin'
