Re:Generation Remix

[Verse: Nas] Yeah, ya'll know I gets it on, sip on Dom Clear the throat, wet the palate Compose a ballet, then expose a rare talent The kick drum will have you numb, the snare's valid That's how Premier styles it Yeah ya'll know he gets it on, that's a given Every song I've written, make the sky clear blue Like the beginning scenes of The Simpsons Dominions of the British Empire We'll listen to Bach, with tea and biscuits Preem revisits, songs centuries old Hip-Hop; symphony's orchestras out cold with it You know the flow's administered By the deputy, rhyme prime-minister Sir Nas, I'm certified Please be seated and your shirt and tie, dress is on Arrive early, when the curtains rise, bet it's on A certain etiquette involved with this Unlike any other music genre is, bring the drama in [Verse: Apathy] I'm an abomination, an atom bomb My verse is atomic Approaching the planet with power of a herdling comet My words are demonic I'll make the pope convert to islamic Converse with the prophet and tell the planet earth that i'll drop it Into a bottomless black hole I'll body a wack flow A cannibal with bottles of blood instead of Tabasco The bastard of base and battery acid and sewage I'm secret as druids I cover hoes with bodily fluids I'll leave a city in ruins This is not an illusion I'm a product of parents abuse and a lot of hallucenogens I sacrifice hoes,to beg gettin broke I'm a beast with the body of a bull and the head of a goat I lunge for the throats pyscotic when my lungs full of smoke A dragon puffin on dope,we live in dungeons and moats See us covered in cloaks A dagger stuck in your throat So call me pacman I turn these muthafuckas to ghost!