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[Scratched] "I'm the last emcee that's alive" [Verse 1] Nickle, nine, nine in the waistline Diss me fine, you won't be the first one Piss me off, you get done in the worst way I bring light to the night, put the sun in the earth's way Balls of the outlaw, hanging out the draws Of the dark blue house, y'all Standing and rambling with all of that mouth y'all Got hit, shot, with the cannon when I'm standing up and going all out for Phantom on opera, sitting in the Phantom In the parking lot, examining how I keep my name out y'all mouth I drop names like Game, but I don't mean say 'em I mean spray em, they drop [gun sound] ha I have a nigga blistering quicker then chicken pox In a box in a river sitting stiffer then six o'clock Knock, you can't see me, labels you can't sign me You can either Jay-Z me or JV me, get it? [Hook] Yeah, nickle ain't going nowhere Yeah, I ask who want it, nobody Say, Yeah, hoes that used to be like no Going Yeah, somebody, anybody Say, Yeah, my niggas in the back of the spot Like, Yeah, bitches up under the spotlight Like, Yeah [Scratched] I'm the last emcee that's alive [Verse 2] I'm the captain and the sergeant, the opposite of laws I'm the politics involved and with profit in the starving The model in the car means I told her Mami, if you hopping in this car then you gotta get me off I got Vicious with me, so you gotta get him also Rinky dink labels still trying to make me offers You don't wanna tear me off, you will only scare me off I'm a boss, hear me out, gimme every office Each and every artist y'all got, I want 'em So run em, they don't wanna fuck wit me then I'll gun 'em So don't get me started Cuz lately I been on my Black Eyed Peas and Q's and it's gon' "Get Retarded" Fees for shoes, Evisu jeans breezing through Leaving your team green and blue Only thing, the thing to do Only thing, this ain't no dream homie, this whole theme is true, get it? [Hook] Yeah, nickle ain't going nowhere Yeah, I ask who want it, nobody Say, Yeah, hoes that used to be like no Going Yeah, somebody, anybody Say, Yeah, my niggas in the back of the spot Like, Yeah, bitches up under the spotlight Like, Yeah [Scratched] I'm the last emcee that's alive [Verse 3] Yeah, weeding out static, holding what I would rather have And not need, then need and not have it Me without gats is like me without battling Beef without blasting, P without Havoc The born again rapper, sitting on enough classic tracks That could fill up a 40 gig Apple I-Pod, I'm God, all bets I'm down like the rest I'm wild, yes Plus I'm a teacher, niggas play hard But I'm way harder cuz I can keep it up like Levitra Big dick, I could fit you up my urethra Sick spit, like I musta been touched by Jesus Like I musta been groped by a diva Or fucked by a model, nope, you ain't been approached by either You standing where ya mans is at I'm on stage, getting paid controlling where y'all hands is at, get it? Got it [Hook] Yeah, nickle ain't going nowhere Yeah, I ask who want it, nobody Say, Yeah, hoes that used to be like no Going Yeah, somebody, anybody Say, Yeah, my niggas in the back of the spot Like, Yeah, bitches up under the spotlight Like, Yeah [Scratched] I'm the last emcee that's alive