BmoreGorilla
Veteran
You could feel the hunger in this song. The spark was back. Plus beautiful production from Extra P. Easily a top 10 Nas track imo
They plan was to knock me out the top of the game but I overstand they truth is all lame
http://genius.com/59228/Nas-youre-d...e-game-but-i-overstand-they-truth-is-all-lame
I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames, right in they fat mouth then I carve my name
Nas too real, Nas true king it's however you feel, go '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 fukk Nas yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys
I seen it coming, soon as I popped my first bottle [URL='http://genius.com/271486/Nas-youre-da-man/Soon-as-i-popped-my-first-bottle-i-spotted-my-enemies-tryna-do-what-i-do']I spotted my enemies tryna do what I do
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Came in with my style, so I fathered you I kept changing on the world since barbeque"
Now you wanna hang with nikkas I hung with fuck bytches I hit, it's funny I once said
If I, ever make a record, I take a check 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
They plan was to knock me out the top of the game but I overstand they truth is all lame
http://genius.com/59228/Nas-youre-d...e-game-but-i-overstand-they-truth-is-all-lame
I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames, right in they fat mouth then I carve my name
Nas too real, Nas true king it's however you feel, go '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 fukk Nas yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys
I seen it coming, soon as I popped my first bottle [URL='http://genius.com/271486/Nas-youre-da-man/Soon-as-i-popped-my-first-bottle-i-spotted-my-enemies-tryna-do-what-i-do']I spotted my enemies tryna do what I do
[/URL]Came in with my style, so I fathered you I kept changing on the world since barbeque"
Now you wanna hang with nikkas I hung with fuck bytches I hit, it's funny I once said
If I, ever make a record, I take a check 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
Song CLASSIC 
