Evening Prayer (Explicit)

Take Over - Deja Vu (似曾相識)

R O C we runnin' this rap sh*t

Memphis Bleek we runnin' this rap sh*t

B Mac we runnin' this rap sh*t

Freeway we run this rap sh*t

O and Sparks we runnin' this rap sh*t

Chris and Neef we runnin' this rap sh*t

The takeover the break's over ni**a

God MC me Jay-Hova

Hey lil' soldier you ain't ready for war

R O C too strong for y'all

It's like bringin' a knife to a gunfight pen to a test

Your chest in the line of fire with ya thin a** vest

You bringin' them Boyz II Men how them boys gon' win

This is grown man B I get you rolled in the triage

Beatch your reach ain't long enough dunny

Your peeps ain't strong enough f**ker

Roc-A-Fella is the army better yet the navy

Niggaz'll kidnap your babies spit at your lady

We bring knife to fistfight kill your drama

Uh we kill you motherf**kin' ants with a sledgehammer

Don't let me do it to you dunny 'cause I overdo it

So you won't confuse it with just rap music

R O C we runnin' this rap sh*t

M-Easy we runnin' this rap sh*t

The Broad Street Bully we runnin' this rap sh*t

Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it

Freeway we runnin' this rap sh*t

O and Sparks we runnin' this rap sh*t

Chris and Neef we runnin' this rap sh*t

"Watch out We run New York"

I don't care if you Mobb Deep I hold triggers to crews

You little f**k I've got money stacks bigger than you

When I was pushin' weight back in eighty-eight

You was a ballerina I got your pictures I seen ya

Then you dropped "Shook Ones " switch your demeanor

Well we don't believe you you need more people

Roc-A-Fella students of the game we passed the classes

'Cause nobody could read you dudes like we do

Don't let 'em gas you like Jigga is a** and won't clap you

Trust me on this one I'll detach you

Mind from spirit body from soul

They'll have to hold a mass put your body in a hole

No you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked

I sold what ya whole album sold in my first week

You guys don't want it with Hov'

Ask Nas he don't want it with Hov' no

R O C we runnin' this rap sh*t

B Sigel we runnin' this rap sh*t

M-Easy we runnin' this rap sh*t

Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it

Freeway we runnin' this rap sh*t

O and Sparks we runnin' this rap sh*t

Watch out We run New York"

I know you missin' all the fame

But along with celebrity comes 'bout

Seventy shots to your brain ni**a you are lame

Youse the fag model for Karl Kani-Esco ads

Went from Nasty Nas to Esco's trash

Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage

Fell from top ten to not mentioned at all

To your bodyguard's

"Oochie Wally" verse better than yours

Matter fact you had the worst flow on the whole f**kin' song

But I know the sun don't shine

Then son don't shine

That's why your lame

Career come to an end

There's only so long fake thugs can pretend

Ni**a you ain't live it you witnessed

It from your folks pad

You scribbled in your notepad and created your life

I showed you your first tec on tour with Large Professor

Then I heard your album bout your tec on your dresser

So yeah I sampled your voice

You was usin' it wrong

You made it a hot line I made it a hot song

And you ain't get a corn ni**a you was gettin' f**ked then

I know who I paid God Serchlite Publishing

Use your brain you said you been in this ten

I've been in it five smarten up Nas

Four albums in ten years ni**a I could divide

That's one every let's say two

Two of them shits was due

One was nah the other was "Illmatic"

That's a one hot album every ten year average

And that's so lame ni**a switch up your flow

Your sh*t is garbage

But you try and kick knowledge

You niggaz gon' learn to respect the king

Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen

Because you know who

Did you know what With you know who

But just keep that between me and you for now

R O C we runnin' this rap sh*t

M-Easy we runnin' this rap sh*t

The Broad Street Bully

We runnin' this rap sh*t

Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it

Freeway we runnin' this rap sh*t

O and Sparks

We runnin' this rap sh*t

Chris and Neef

We runnin' this rap sh*t

Watch out We run New York"

A wise man told me don't argue with fools

'Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who

So stop with that childish sh*t

Ni**a I'm grown

Please leave it alone

Don't throw rocks at the throne

Do not bark up that tree

That tree will fall on you

I don't know why your advisers ain't forewarn you

Please not Jay he's not for play

I don't slack a minute

All that thug rappin' and gimmicks

I will end it all that yappin' be finished

You are not deep

You made your bed now sleep

Don't make me expose to them folks that don't know you

Ni**a I know you well

All the stolen jewels

Twinkletoes you breakin' my heart

You can't f**k with me

Go play somewhere I'm busy

And all you other cats throwin' shots at Jigga

You only get half a bar f**k y'all niggaz