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QB the NYC
We gonna to this
To all my (yeah, yeah)
To all the

Sometimes I
Will a go under because of his hunger
This game is
If a slips six deep
Will these really miss me
Dead partners too
All these flipping on me
Cause I won't give no to them
Sometimes I
I...

(Nas)
Top of the world is I'm aiming at
These niggaz is flaming at my circle
I catch you, my first is to hurt you
I hit bird too, two in your scalp then you out
thug crew is out, blood oozing out
Some serving
nothing about this murder game
Its told but hard to hear
When niggaz finally find out its
Thats when they pumps fear
The remains the weak will disappear
My words is 20/20, my vocals are clear
911 style sits on your mind like
Lets say brains is V12, put it in drive let it roam
What color? Might as well make it same as dome
You need your thoughts together, means destination is unknown
As we travel on this road, an infinite path, I get into math
Drop and get intense for cash
I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat
Just when I think I made it out, the street is me back

(Nature)
I know a lot of fiends by they name
Living in Queens, a lot of cats getting for they chains
Holding guns, the young owe dirty ones
Running wild, niggaz I raise hell above
Live in sin, holding rocks, grin
Figure once I got knocked, it end
that
They try to tell me I love my own
The thugs know, they my zone
Like the cyclone
For coney isle, you know me now
I'm giving hugs, phoney smiles
profits, you know how the niggaz on the block get
Try to you dap to stare at your pockets
Cruise advance nothing new just the rules of the
You could tell if they wolves or
You could a few, there's a few that ran
Or you feed them and lose your hand
you wanna do?

(Nas)
Blessing be to the ones who us
into spiritual essences
In Allah's arms you in
To him we for my peeps
Floyd, Twin and Taiyeh, Mr. Sunny in the day
Get the money yam, he use to say not only nice with
But he was twice a man
I try to understand deep plot
I think of Weewop, Shikeisha they was mad nice on the rocks
They could have went pro but only God why not
Like my Bing, let your sneakers not be clean
start snapping on you, making a scene
Kept the lye, a cool nigga heart and stayed fly
You still alive, I see you in your sister's
Are you there pa? Or looking on a distant place?
My thoroughbreds, Blackhead quiet but
Expect to see your black jeep fly the hill
In the spirit of Richie Lou
Remind the world of the crimes that NY do
We you, Harry and Sonia
Rest in peace to Marty, a 41st side of soldier
T.J. Black better as Killer
I can't you, but in me Havoc will always have a brother my nigga

My man Will till we again
You hold it up there, hold it down here
I hope you my prays clear

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