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(Yo Son  this person's all on your shit) 
Nah what's this? 
(Nigga Nas tried to commit  yeah word em up) 
Not that nigga  not that nigga that nigga's too pretty 
(You gotta do somethin man  you gotta do somethin man  word up) 
Take that nigga to war 
Yo Nature  listen man 
In a jacuzzi flashin  splashin like a uzi rappin 
Much love for thugs  God bless B.I.  askin 
"Whattup with Cormega?" Live niggaz keep askin 
The exhibition, flexin, throw my extra clip in 
Chrome be Gotti be re-essence, check it 
Niggaz talkin bout, how real they kept it on record 
Screamin out, Q.B.C. but don't rep it 
Am I my brothers keeper or a faggot in love with Reaper? 
My four-eyed niggaz would love to meet ya 
Life's a Bitch but shit gets deeper, fuck gold chains and sneakers 
I had dat, when cocaine was cheaper 
Yo, who this fake nigga soundin like me? 
You wanna be me, but can't see a thousand like me 
I'm loungin, you're like rookies on housin 
You see my team comin and your heart starts poundin 
You shook, getting paid off the book 
Niggaz jeal-ous, my LS is off the hook 
You see the Lex, you fake ass thug, you need respect 
or be another nigga that my fuckin heater wet 
My poetry is manifest, the words be correct 
My empire rise, now my enemies are vexed 
Yo Nature you finished, yo Nas you next 
Yeah, clear my little man 
YouknowhatI'msayin, Nas 
It ain't nuttin personal, it's all business yaknahmsayin? 
You let your little faggot ass man come around me 
But my man got a few words he wanna say to you 
Nature you fake ass, try to be down, shot your stank ass 
Ice Cream Man took the shit, your little brother tape back 
Now you against the Mega star, pump a hundred stacks 
in a Lex, LS, doin no Escobar's 
When they crew speak, heard my team burn the wonder 
Five stars, Q.B. the Desert Storm 
The Mobb exclusive, check the nuclear on the nak-ed 
Find the illest kicks, play the strength, what the writer bent 
Hover from night to light, now push the tighter shit 
The tighest click, we're airtight 
Roll deep and wear Air Nikes, some to scare some the bear type 
but we rock mics and jams, like gats we cock twice 
Runnin with the pretty boys, bitches say that's not nice 
Straight out the 'Bridge, my DeLorean, showbiz 
Hit me on the timin you can find me where the coke is 
I'm a nightmare, the street demon 
Tell your whole crew with twenty-two's, my dudes street sweepin 
Prepared, never scared, ones to bolster the flag 
I'm ill, everything's real, ain't no special effects 
Yeah, bring the drama, I like the fuckin trauma 
A gladiator, rocking steel plated armor 
Yeah, you wanna step to me, you'd better bring a referee 
My name is 'Mega, y'all niggaz scared to death of me 
And you man, acting like a Columbian refugee 
Murder any nigga in sight, any day or night 
You see me in a jet black Lex, the coke's white 
Lampin on the Hill, that nigga Nature thought he ill 
I fucked his ass up like I'm Holyfield 
This the Real Deal, my time is drama for thought 
Of course, yeah, the fucking boss 
Yeah, that nigga Nature talk about he takin my spot 
Took one punch to the face, and dead dropped 
It's over La, I don't even know why you even won't try to come at me 
This is Cor motherfuckin Mega 
You know I'm the baddest you fuckin faggot 
I'll fuck you up 
I brought my man for your fuckin gold teeth 
You be wearin your shit in the projects, you're a fucking bitch 
Knahmsayin Nas? You need to you need to you need to 
get a fuckin fireproof fuckin van that's how you come through 
the projects or niggaz'll burn your shit down 
Them niggaz is idiots, yo 
Talkin about Street Dreams rockin a pink ass suit 
What the fuck kind of dreams you niggaz workin with, man? 
You fuck with me, you're fuckin with the best, man, knahmsayin? 
But y'all niggaz ain't ready for fucking war 
Y'all ain't ready for the motherfuckin, the gun battles 
or the beatings on sight man 
don't fuck with me man, I got no more to say man 
trick ass bay-atches!

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