The Foulness Part 4

[Nas:] Desert Storm Firm Biz Platinum [DJ Clue:] That's right... that's right [Nas:] What the deal is? [DJ Clue:] Clue [Nature:] I can take it back to blocks Or all gods that used to slap box They after your chain Q-trains, playin the last stop But regardless of rain A mad hot It neva mattered Life just pussy and cable, plus they labeled me Savage For the love of it Till my death, they stay on sum other shit Pops shoot, second nut, inherited his stuborness Skyies are grayer, my whole clique despise the mayor With dreams to excel, politicing amongst the wisest players Stay in the cut, forever ganja-ed up Private affairs Cause pride in my fairs, News Years to Hanukkah The streets a death trap Greet chickens to where I rest at Chiba-trickin, now it's 3 positions, some even blessed dat It's only right though I like em light, thin, and tight... cyco Bony nails, ponytails, dressed in white gold Her ass bet my life on the dice roll You know the steela Who rightfully, should neva bite the hand that feed ya [Nas:] React like what, clean cut Act up, royal as King Tut Diamond cut teeth, B what I know some crews who go through cars like shoes Some niggas make the news, wild as animals, who saber tools on the A-venues And V-waves, say shit from my pops stays, the dese days And PJ's, I concentrate on how the weed strays Unlike the thoughts of many, unfortunately A lot of friends will enter pensive force to hit me Iceberg, eyes burnt Flights to Pittsburgh with this bird Got a room sign on the door, not to disturb, we twist herb Listen to rumors that this bitch heard, some of them absurb Some made me say 'Word? ' Dozed off, clothes off Hopin to make moves to the pawn shop and drive slow North Make it home and get these fo-fos off Word Up [Nas: speaking] Gotta get this shit right, Nature Need the paper, Desert Storm everywhere The Firm is everywhere what? Bring it to the tables like this Major Boy Bring it to the tables [Nature:] Stay on some gat shit, peep The Firm top draft pick Collapsed on the opposition, soldiers is captured God explain it, we rollers want this dough and ganja Visions of holdin toast I post bail join an arraignment 24, still have the same shit, another customer Posing as a decoy, frontin kinda muscular I buy & bust, tustle my way up out the iron cuffs Narcs is jumpin out the sky, knowing I supply the stuff They fuckin sheisty, identify me by my Nikes Dice one against the grain, ice chain, nice in a price b Extortionist, constantly tossed by crooked officers They swarmed with vultures, caught em hoppin outta carcasses Niggas is folders, phony potential beads is stolen Can't even speak right plus keep cracks beneath ya scrotum Seek advice in the streets light weed rightously on stolen land Escapin out of state snakes to home a Sam Foreva roll with fam, no rest it's just my destiny Effortlessly finesse the recipe Til my death day forever fresh Stay frontin pushin G.S. three's Who checkin me? I called a playa who said this, 'D Fuck a ref, toe to toe son we hold it down successfully'