Uh uh, yo They plan was to knock me out the top of the game But I overstand they truth is all lame I hold cannons that shoot balls of flame Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name Nas - too real, Nas - true king It's however you feel, g'head, you swing Your arms too short to box with god I don't kill soloists only kill squads Fame went to they head, so now it's "Fuck Nas" Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys I seen it coming Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna' do what I do Came in with my style, so I fathered you I kept changing on the world since "Barbeque" Now you wanna hang with ni@@as I hung with Fuck bitches I hit, it's funny I once said... If I, ever make a record I'll take a cheque and put something away for a rainy day to make my exit But look at me now, ten years deep Since the project bench, with crack in my sock, asleep I never asked to be top of rap's elite Just a ghetto child tryna' learn the traps of the streets But look at me now "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man"
Uh uh, yo
They plan was to knock me out the top of the game
But I overstand they truth is all lame
I hold cannons that shoot balls of flame
Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name
Nas - too real, Nas - true king
It's however you feel, g'head, you swing
Your arms too short to box with god
I don't kill soloists only kill squads
Fame went to they head, so now it's "Fuck Nas"
Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys
I seen it coming
Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna' do what I do
Came in with my style, so I fathered you
I kept changing on the world since "Barbeque"
Now you wanna hang with ni@@as I hung with
Fuck bitches I hit, it's funny I once said...
If I, ever make a record
I'll take a cheque and put something away for a rainy day to make my exit
But look at me now, ten years deep
Since the project bench, with crack in my sock, asleep
I never asked to be top of rap's elite
Just a ghetto child tryna' learn the traps of the streets
But look at me now
"You're the man" "You're the man"
Now wait a sec', give me time to explain Women and fast cars and Diamond rings can poison a rap star It's suicidal, how I smoking much la' I saw a dead bird flying through a broken sky Wish I could flap wings and fly away To where Black Kings in Ghana stay So I could get old my flesh rot away But that'll be the day, when it's peace When my gat don't need to spray When these streets are safe to play Sex with death, indulge in these women Vision my own skeleton swimming in eternal fire Broads play with pentagrams in they vagina Like the Exorcist, then they gave birth to my seeds I beg for God's help, why they love hurtin me? I'm your disciple, a thug certainly I'm the N the A to the S-I-R If I wasn't I must've been Escobar (Escobar!) Forty-Five in my waist, staring at my reflection In the mirror, sitting still in the chair like my conception When everything around me got cloudy The chair became a king's throne My destiny found me It was clear why the struggle was so painful Metamorphosis, this is what I changed to And God, I'm so thankful "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man" "You're the man"
Now wait a sec', give me time to explain
Women and fast cars and
Diamond rings can poison a rap star
It's suicidal, how I smoking much la'
I saw a dead bird flying through a broken sky
Wish I could flap wings and fly away
To where Black Kings in Ghana stay
So I could get old my flesh rot away
But that'll be the day, when it's peace
When my gat don't need to spray
When these streets are safe to play
Sex with death, indulge in these women
Vision my own skeleton swimming in eternal fire
Broads play with pentagrams in they vagina
Like the Exorcist, then they gave birth to my seeds
I beg for God's help, why they love hurtin me?
I'm your disciple, a thug certainly
I'm the N the A to the S-I-R
If I wasn't I must've been Escobar (Escobar!)
Forty-Five in my waist, staring at my reflection
In the mirror, sitting still in the chair like my conception
When everything around me got cloudy
The chair became a king's throne
My destiny found me
It was clear why the struggle was so painful
Metamorphosis, this is what I changed to
And God, I'm so thankful
"You're the man"
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