way, though, you know? -Double-tre son, you know aint nothin' coincedental or accidental, son. Nas:No doubt! -You know how it's goin' down, man. Nas:It was all written
a Fed team Corleone be turnin niggaz to fiends Yukons and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it [Nas
hurt you and leave What up mah, frontin like you naive Pusherman's whip, callin police when you flip Can't understand it, yo it should be a throne for
, "It was on" I felt his palm troubled him shakin Somebody stomped him out, his dome was achin He placed me on his waist, the moment I've been waitin My creation was
Intro: Nas (Lauryn Hill singing in the background) Life..... I wonder.... Will it take me under.... I don't know Verse One: Nas Imagine smoking weed
mics is full of silicone Spot's blown, guerilla 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
Nas is coming..") and make some money, y'know? [Nas] WORD! ("Nas is coming..") [Dre] Fuck it [Nas] What is it, what is it God? ("Nas
up, no back up, it's jungle tactics Livin' practice, out of line niggas get smacked backwards So wear it if the cap fits, fold it up money and mad clips
vest You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles Please God to save the life that the Devil sold See +It Was Written+ but was never told Peep the jewels black man, it
without the clique Sent the bitch with the quarter brick, this is it Fresh face, NY plates got a Crooked I for the Jakes I want it all, ArmorAll Benz
, word So now it's on, never wasted a slug, Time is money when it comes to mine, take it in blood "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin
) "I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death" - Nas "I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin" - Nas [Nas] I peeped you frontin, I was
* 45 seconds of talking/skit * [Nas] It was a murder Jake just hit the corner people swarming Three in the morning I jumped out my cab like "Fuck,
back Escobar status, knowin The Firm got it cornered We on it, shit we was born wit Chorus: Havoc Spark the lye, Q.B.C. yo it's do or die In this, business
[Nas] They never realized, how real Nas, is so decisive It's just the likeness, of Isrealites mist, that made me write this A slight twist, of lime rhyme
world's hot, my son got not evidently It's elementary, they want us all gone eventually Troopin' out of state for a plate knowledge Of coke was cooked
Nas is coming) Nas is coming Nas is coming, Nas is coming Nas is coming (Nasty Nas is coming) Nas is coming Nas is coming, Nas is coming Nas is coming
casket at Just Wake It's sickenin', he just finished biddin' upstate And now the projects, is talkin' that somebody gotta die shit It's logic, as long as it
