[Verse 1: Nas

I had bad chicks that blow cum bubbles like bubblegum

Plus they ass licksummer house be sippin rum

Layin lazy in the reclinercouple days

In my ashtraysmoke signals from the haze

I stick my finger through itthe ring of smoke broke

That symbolize weak guyspop the strong link off

The infrastructure caves inamazin

I ain t have to read The Art of War to slay men

Serve niggazbird niggaz speakin reckless

When their momma love the kid s records I made

You gutlessyou don t know struggle

Throw a couple slugs at youhell grabs you

Nail stabs a hand of the Nasirine

I carried the cross to help you afford that plasma screen

Gave you chumps a path to walkhold my hand

I ma guide you like the OGbut don t talkdon t get it confused

Cause none a y all can fit in my shoes

Y all made of chemicalsartificial actions

God ll forgive you bastards

Only if you repent to the Nazareth Savage

[Verse 2: Nas

I squeeze nipples like pimples to get the pussget it?

Form a crewswallow forty cal bullets after dinner s finished

Wash it down with a shot of tequilapocket full a scrilla

Can t come close toFrancis CopalaSamson -- no Delilah

You re pint-sizedI m mic s eyes with the gladiator tattoos on it

You scared to look too long atsit on a don s lap

Tell you a story shortyspicy like lories

Chickenheads and orgiescriminals that draw heat in their late forties

Drug habitslove grabbin kids up like yours

Sendin you a picture of them in their drawers with black eyes

Savage guysyou hire Magnum PI s to bag up my guys

Said you was a thug with a good disguisetry to protect your cabbage

You re runnin from the Nazareth Savage

[Verse 3: Nas

Son s backward flowsthey say mine is very scary

Smell fear like a canine that finds buried babies

And all of y all wear that same aroma

How to blow on your eighth LPI ll show ya

You re wack niggaface it

In the history of the gameyou have no placement

Liquor and weed just massacred their mindor thee celebrity

Or they couldn t change with timeso now they run they mouth

But when the sun go souththem comes come out

My cavalry woulda been threw ten in your skin

Casualty you don t wanna bedon t want it with me

Straight savage

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