"What's all this talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my body in white chalk"
"No matter what you do you're never getting my title
I can't sound smart cuz ya'll'll run away
They say I ain't hungry no more and I don't talk about 'ye
Like there's no other way for a ex-hustler
Cake ya, the x-ray splitter to touch ya, I beg to differ
When you're four years into the game, we can have a conversation
Eight years in the game, I invite ya on vacation
Ten years in the game, after I've enjoyed my fame
Only then I let ya pick my brain, n***az"
N-A-S
"And of course N-A-S are the letters that spell Nas Nas Nas Nas Nas"
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