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    [Verse 1: Nas]
    Girls I got 'em locked so similar to a prison
    Hear this monster jam, I be callin' it 'GANGSTERISM'
    I murder you for dope, I'm the street distributor
    I'm homicidal, pointin' the pump, scope to shoot you
    Street connects, Mob ties on East and West
    We gouge out your eye balls if you seen too much
    Hopin' out drops wit blings and stuff
    Wit ball players wives, Mercedes 5
    Dangerous lives and haters die rollin' with convicts
    Conscience who tolerate no nonsense
    Fake rappers in doo-rags, get shot-up at their concert
    Your bitch bleed, bitin' her nipples with my chipped tooth
    I drink her blood, like I'm Dracula, mack in the 6-Coupe
    The sky becomes red, heard y'all niggaz work with the feds
    Doesn't matter, blood'll splatter, everybody must dead
    I got urge for self-reinvention, but I'm old-fashioned
    From the corner's with the winos laughin'
    Dealers and five-o blastin'
    Capitalist thoughts like Presidents
    I'm burnin' Bush's, Nas the realest, it's nuttin' to fuck wit

    [Chorus: Uncredited Female (Nas)]
    You think you know me but I... (Tell 'em Ma)
    ..Don't think so (Don't think so)
    It takes a 'lil more than... (What?, what?)
    What do you know about me?
    (See what you don't know me you'll never will)
    (And what you don't know will get yourself killed)
    About me
    (See what you don't know me you'll never will)
    (And what you don't know will get yourself killed)
    You'll never know

    [Verse 2: Nas]
    I smoke weed like them sixties rebellions, hippies on heroin
    Spliffs inhalin', what I speak strictly for felons
    Dippin' in their 6-4, hittin' the switches
    Or sittin' in their Bentley Azure's, feelin' the riches
    Or just ridin', truck drivin' Impalas, Denali's
    I fuck with those but I lust for silver Ferrari's
    I fuck hoes with the ceilings, have mirrors to watch me
    My bed shaped like a pyramid, feelin' the dry heat
    Spillin' Courvoisi', I'm half slave-master
    Half Apache, half African, much is what I call us Black men
    Lead astray, drugs and cups of alcohol, 'cause back when
    They let us off ships

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