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Uncle Cory can you us a story please

alright,



Y'all tucked in? we go

Once upon a time not ago
A MC didn't want me to blow
I his name was Nasir (who?)
The "Street Dreamer"
Big wasn't fond of him (what?) Pac
Hung around my mans, Lord and
doing time, Lord should get his life straight
And my man Grand Wiz on face
Now he hangs police
I guess they him feel safe, anyways
always talking bout loot and diamonds
And I get to see a penny off QB (ahhh)
That's lame, you should be
None of the driving (huh?)
Horse was the best, he left not shining (oh)
Said he got me a deal (uh huh), be
Nas couldn't get on I went to jail
Bit my style, then he came up
So when I came home, he wasn't me no favours
Not to mention we was cool, but his pockets was (why?)
He's a weedhead, blame skirts
Plus he hustled, so cash is new to him
Got his chain his took, and bought it back, how smooth of him
Mad at his girl, cause her rappers Jay
Chipped his tooth Spud punched him in the face (hahaha)
Abanna ceased out, he had beef with Puffy
flopped, this time he got lucky
Moved from Queens he was getting extorted
The Firm brick, said I should of been on it
He's the type to strike it rich and leave his in the projects
With jeans on, and lint in there pockets, so a
Mirror, on the wall, before this rap shit
Who was the rapper of all?
There was a tumble, 5 minutes it lasted
The says you was you conceited bastard
I heard him on the air with Funkmaster

The one who drops bombs, if your records fresh?

Yes that's the one, but lets get to so n
I jungle in the background, he the same from
My man Ice is done a smack now, but he backed
Noreaga fight him, so he now
Anyway, I don't usually waste my time on
But & Destroy man, he really tried to diss me
you mean? I heard the song, I said something is wrong
I never got snuffed, I got getting it on
And why waste your time, saying I grindin'?
the cops he with, said "stop lying"
I had the illest gun in Queensbridge
The sterling, right, ain't no mystery
And of my friends that's cool with him, have bricks like me
What I do in a day, won't even get in a week
Just about then, one of my mans came in, he
"Someone's in Miami all your fake friends"
I looked him in his face, and "are you sure?"
He said, "I wanna see you with them lowlifes no more"
So come along, we have a party to
Where Nas' mom was more of a friend
She "don't involve me you and Nas beefing
I hear you the he can't come to Queensbridge
go him so scared, he hanging out
plus he can't fuck so I had to him
I said, even worry, I'm not tripping
Plus I you, good, Nas didn't, what?
I needed a man he wasn't there
he all his time trying to end your career.
My is overdue
You kids get to bed nowthe story is {*echoes 3X*}