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1	Ayo, queens get the money, niggas still screaming, paper chasing						Eh yo	1
2	But presidential candidates is planning wars						Queens get the money	2
3	With other nations over steak with masons						Niggas still screaming Paper chasing	3
4	Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless						Where presidential candidates is	4
5							planning wars with other nations	5
6	Play this by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it						Over steak with Masons	6
7	I’ll be his daddy if there’s nobody there to love it						Pregnant teens give birth                               to intelligent gangsters	7
8	Tell him his name Nasir, tell him how he got here						Their daddy's faceless	8
9	Momma was just having fun with someone above her years						Play this, by your stomach	9
10							Let my words massage it and rub it	10
11	Niggas is still hatin’, talking that						I'll be his daddy if there's nobody there to love it	11
12	Nas done fell off with rhyming, he rather floss with diamonds						Tell him his name's Nasir	12
13	They pray, please God, let him spit that ozzie and the army linin’						Tell                           him how he got here	13
14	That shorty doowop rollin’ oo-whops in the park reclinin’						Mama was just having fun with someone above her years	14
15							Niggas is still hating	15
16	Take 27 emcees, put them in a line and they out of alignment						Talking that Nas done fell off with rhyming	16
17	My assignments since he said retirement						He'd rather floss with diamonds	17
18	Hiding behind 8 mile and The Chronic						They pray "please God let him spit	18
19	Gets rich but dies rhymin’, this is high science						that Uzi in the army linen	19
20							That shorty doo-wop rolling oo-wop	20
21	Now, add 23 more for queens to be more						in the park reclining"	21
22	I’m over they heads like     a bulimic on a sea-saw						Take 27 emcee's put them in a line	22
23	Now, that’s 50 porch monkeys ate up at the same time						and they're out of alignment	23
24	Nasty Nas that, y’all gonna bow Holmes, this is Dow Jones						my assignment since he said retirement	24
25							hiding behind 8 Mile and The Chronic	25
26	80 cal. chrome, needed time alone to zone						Gets rich but dies rhyming	26
27	The mack left his iPhone and his nine at home						This is hot science	27
28	My queen used her milkshake         to bring y'all to my slaughterhouses						Now add 23 more from Queens to B-more	28
29	I do this for the group home kids and boarding houses						I've over their heads	29
30							Like a bulimic on a seesaw	30
31	This that nigga shit that’s on         the album						Now that's 50 porch monkeys ate up at the same time Nasty Nasdaq	31
32	For them niggas inside the chalk linin’, 40 houses						Y'all going to bow holmes, it's Dow Jones	32
33	Bring back Arsenio, hip hop was aborted						.80 cal chrome	33
34	So Nas breathes life back into the embryo						Needed time alone to zone	34
35							The mack left his iPhone and his 9 at home	35
36	Let us make man in our image, spit it						My queen used the milkshake to bring	36
37	I’m Huey P. and Louie V. at the eulogy						y'all to my slaughter houses	37
38	Throwing Molotov’s for Emmitt, you ain’t as hot as I is						I do this for the group home kids in boarding houses	38
39	All of these false prophets is not messiahs						This                             is that nigga shit that's on the album	39
40							For the niggas inside the chalk line in 40 houses	40
41	You don’t know how high the sky is						Bring back Arsenio	41
42	The square mileage of earth for what pie is						Hip-hop was aborted	42
43	I’m                                   the shaky hand that touched George Foreman in Zaire						So Nas breathes life, back into the embryo	43
	The same hand that punched down devils that brought down the towers						Let us make man in our image
1							Spit it, I'm Huey P in Louis V at the eulogy	1
2							throwing Molotov for Emmit	2
3							You ain't as hot as I is	3
4							All of these fake prophets are not messiahs	4
5							You don't know how high the sky is	5
6							The square milage of Earth, or what pi is	6
7							I'm the shaky hand that touched	7
8							Geogre Foreman in Zaire	8
9							The same hand that punched down devils	9
10							that brought down the towers	10

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