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    Yo man, it's a real game out here
    Know what I'm sayin Nas?
    Beats back in effect man
    Swizz Beatz da monsta (what's poppin?)

    Get in line, everybody get in line
    Listen the fuck up, to what's going down
    Pay attention, aight?

    [Chorus x2]
    Niggas salute me, bitches salute me
    The block salute me, the hood salute me
    You should salute me, they should salute me
    So fuck who you are
    I'm the motherfuckin general

    When I walk through everything stops, silence
    Remain quiet, babies don't cry thugs don't buss
    Cops cut off sirens, oxygen freeze
    Noises to a minimun nigga, I pop and I squeeze
    I represent the pain and struggle
    Cut out your eyeballs then brain-fuck you
    Yo you testin with death
    I'm confronting the justice, expressing my voice to the public
    They got to free some brothas or we kidnap the judges
    They got to free some sistas or we kidnap the judges
    They got to beat the system that's enslaving the poor
    Our practicing, gun rages, they R's and .44's
    Many fought teams and for green this is war
    This is life and I'm the hardest, got ya label all scared
    Callin up the radio, don't want my records to air
    Y'all ain't playin fair, to every rapper in the game,
    I'm comin fo y'all blood, make room for the king...Nas

    [Chorus x2]

    I'm the leader, that's it, nobody higher
    Nobody touchin my crown, nobody dyin
    Nobody smoother, harder, tougher, believe it
    I'm much more smarter, much more strategic
    Scholarships and hollow tips, a lot of walkin caskets
    They talk a good one but there's never no action
    And I'm the type to poison ya sista, twist her
    Through wit her, put the gun in your face and make you hit her
    Make you quiver -when they silhouette of a Don, Benson
    Light up a Cu-ban, recite a few psalms
    Enlighten you quick, teach you how a king wins wars
    Keep your ears to the street, love your enemies more
    'Cuz hate can frustrate, and confuse
    Too eager you lose, patience, plan your attack then you move - ghetto
    Green Berets, got freaks got hoes
    who be jumpin out of movin cars and land at my feet - because

    [Chorus x2]

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