[Featuring Noreaga]


yo, Nori know this, and Nori know that

but Nori know gat (why)

cause Nori buck dat

Iraq'll make you famous

throwing gang signs like it's sign language

distinguish us from the others

kidnap your baby mothers

bringing drama to the deep covers

salute g, bust you down like a lucie

Jose probably lay with a gold uzi

crunk Italy, Africa and Sicily

niggaz acting sissy see

pointing guns and missing me

(Nas: "Yo son, it's on son")

hey yo there's beef in the hood again

niggaz came with hoods again

thinking that it woulda been

saw us, from what we first did

when we did

now we twist another wig, a mother lose another kid

but it's beef now, keep it short

real brief now

strike vigorous, no intentions of missing it

they sent the message, or example, whatever

set it up man on man

only to score we apply the plan

quickly explain why you ran in this dark land

we lay you down in the sand

on the lines like the internet

many would come if you would pose off

against my set, there ain't a nigga yet

smoke so much, niggaz say I need nicarette

you say bogie but you used to say cigarette

nine-oh, a new religion, a new beginning


I'm leaving

baby don't go

I know the block is hot

boo I'll watch your spot

I'm leaving

sweetie don't leave

I need you to stay with me (come on)

uh huh, uh, uh

uh huh, uh, uh

I'm leaving

boo I can't understand

and don't think that I'll be back again


it's like a bad dream

and I can't wake up

mouth caked up

knowing these cats is fake fucks

and it ain't right

with no love, them hugs ain't tight

son we used to pop bottles and slugs the same night


hey yo they left me

right hand damaged and I ain't lefty

couldn't bust when I's supposed to pull

what I'm supposed to do?

lay down, watch these niggaz spray me

or maybe

we strike accurate

blaze them plus they ladies


I woulda never thought we'd ever get caught

in this way of life

prosecution, if you violate a player's rights

say it twice

Nature soon to be engraved in ice

hanging off my neck

glistens like it's framed in light


niggaz call me Jose

shootin the Artie Clay

Benedict Arnold type

getting this rap loot

still selling China White

either Allah or Christ

married to marijuana

now my niggaz don't write

(still ice, still living this life)



you got the nerve to say that Nature's slipping?

the greatest vision

bald-head kid

Cartier frames, the latest Pippens

doggystyle was my favorite position

until I switched it, dead shit

got on some head shit

headed in the wrong direction up in the Sheraton

QB to LA still puffing my medicine

for those lost in the streets up north or deceased

for those struggling unfortunate to eat

I dedicate this, tell me right now how do you rate this?

whatever happened to the mule and the 40 acres

it's outrageous, the way the god finesse the basics

invasion, me and Noreaga Firm made men
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I'm Leaving Lyrics

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