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[Tim] It don't stop

[Nas] Can't stop

[Tim] Say what?

[Nas] Bravehearts

[Tim] Uh-huh, it don't stop

[Nas] Nas Esco'

[Tim] Say what? Huh, uh-huh

[Tim] Uh-huh, it don't stop

[Tim] Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh

[Nas] Yea, yea yea

[Tim] It don't stop, what?

[Nas] Yea yea, Brave-hearts

[Tim] Guess what y'all? Check it

I, splash y'all dudes with gats I use

Ice dangle off my chest 'cause my cash improve

Nice knuckle game, chip-toothed, weigh a buck and change

I want the dough, **** the fame

Already made history, y'all can have that, that ain't **** to me

About to have my own ASCAP, and NASDAQ

And plus a rotisserie, instead of Kenny Rogers

And Benihana's, y'all can eat, plenty at Nas'

Buffet of lobsters, dressed in Esco' boxers

For honies that *** so proper, best flow since Rakim

Liver, personification of drama

Describe my, characteristics, murder co-signer

Some'll smoke embalmin' fluid and vomit to it

I'm straight chronic, yo it's atomic how I blew up

Same ol' G, since I rocked Kangol's, Lee's

Nothin' changed but my bankroll, still jig to the ankles

Please, to my *****s

To my *******, to my gangstas

To my riders, to my *****s

To my *******, to my *****s

To my riders, to my gangstas

To my *******, to my *****s

And fly ass hoes, to my *****s

To my *******, Timbaland and Esco'

Yo, yo, we rippin' tracks, it's like beatin' beats with bats

Watchin' crews change the views when the heat in they back

If you hear a click, trust me, you will hear a clack

If you push it up front, I got no choice, but to pull it back

Your rhymes don't faze me, I'm above 'em; half y'all raps is

Born retarded, now you out here tryin to get rid of it

You should be sick of it, I possess no flaws

That's from the man that made your Head Nod 'til you licked his *****

Verses I spit 'em, when it's my turn to get 'em, I got hot flows

I only do shows for burn victims

So **** this mic, and bust out your back, kill you

And then they gonna blame me for ******' up rap

Who's ******' with that? Skillz and Esco', it's on

When you speak in my direction, watch your tone

From Q-B to V-A, can't count the blocks we own

It's locked and sewn I repeat, *****, watch your tone

Please, to my *****s

To my *******, to my gangstas

To my riders, to my *****s

To my *******, to my *****s

To my riders, to my gangstas

To my *******, to my *****s

And fly ass hoes, to my *****s

To my *******, Timbaland and Esco'

Yo commmmmme see

The big man with the diamonds and the fly Bentleys

Ladies loooooovve me; *****s say

"Timbaland's really rappin', what the **** is up, B?"

The jeallllllousy

I kill *****s with seven thangs, mostly they jackin' beats

I'm a eight digit niiggy

Baby, I just rebuilt Titanic and send it out to sea

What?

Please, to my *****s

To my *******, to my gangstas

To my riders, to my *****s

To my *******, to my *****s

To my riders, to my gangstas

To my *******, to my *****s

And fly ass hoes, to my *****s

To my *******, Timbaland and Esco'