of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't find the semis They was just harassing me 'cause they know who I was Spent the night in Central Booking
and called that a Nazi sled With a face like he wonder where I got my bread Probably all these stones he see From my shows overseas From crime to rhyme
'88 back They shootin', made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book Gettin' big money, playboy your time's up Where them gangstas? Where them
Dig this and dig it deep What if I had the power to gather all of my favorite emcees With the illest comic book characters and they became arch enemies
Throw everything at you but the kitchen sink till I plug you It's goin' down I'm on some ole Draino shit I'm the Rich Po, not so The flow spells gospel Book
, do the wop, baseball bat Rooftop like we bringing '88 back [chorus: nas] They shootin'! -- aw made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
grew up and answer To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin ... FUCK you too! You corny so I gotta cut you loose I looked in my book of rhymes, took
(feat. Nas) [Raekwon:] I flip the bronze e, watching King Kong in the palm Smoke alotta cheeba, chilling, cuz it's all about marketing Hold the mic,
Chef Ghost and Nas niggaz is the prophet [Nas] Tell em it's on right? [Ghf] Show those crabs how to rhyme [Rae] RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggaz is the prophet
Membership is based off your raw intelligence 400 screen video editing with hard evidence Imagine being fined over a rhyme for steppin' over the line? When I inspired Hova and Nas
(featuring Nas) Mic Check (Nas) Mic Check One (one) two (two) three (three) Too many rappers and there?s still not enough emcees It goes three (three
of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't find the semis They was just harassing me cause they know who I was Spent the night in Central Booking
and they can't find the Semis. (whooo!) They was just harassing me 'cause they know who I was Spent the night in Central Booking for smoking some Bud... {
sample from beats to the rhyme A herb, if you claim your raps is official But everything you sample is a fuckin' re-issue You're a herb, sayin' that you rhyme
in a coroner van D-Block [Chorus 2X: Nas] THEY SHOOTIN! Ah made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book Gettin big money, playboy your time's
[Talking: Nas] Yo... it's like waking up from a bad dream Just to figure out you weren't dreaming in the first place [Verse 1:] If all I saw was gangsters
, do the Wop, Baseball Bat Rooftop like we bringing '88 back [Chorus: Nas] They shootin'! -- Aw made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book