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"Woke up mornin', you got yourself a gun, you got
a gun"..

Yo I'm livin' in time behind enemy lines
so I got mine, I you ("got yourself a gun")
You from the hood, I you ("got yourself a gun"
you beef I hope ya ("got yourself a gun")
And when I see you I'ma take what I
so you to front, hope ya ("got yourself a gun")
You ain't real, ya ("got yourself a gun")

1]
My album had no famous guest appearances
the outcome, I'm was crowned the best
many on this professional level
why would you who's better?
the World is mine, tattoos real
"God's Son" across the belly, the boss of rap
you saw me in Belly thoughts like that
to take it to Africa, I did it with Biggie
Me and 2Pac were of the same struggle
You lames should huddle, teams shook y'all feel
the wrath of a killer, 'cause this is my field
Throwin' from a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel
but the Q.B. don't stand for no
every is like a sawed-off blast
'cause y'all all and I'm the black hearse
came to haul y'all ass in
it's for the hood by the corner
many try, die, come at Nas if you want a war.
get it bloody.

2]
I'm the N the A to the
and If I I must've been Escobar
you know the kid got his tooth fixed
Hair parted with a barbers
Bravehearted for life, -
the return of the Golden Child, son of a player
so who are you playa? y'all awaited the true
puffin' tropical, cups of that Vodka too
Papi chu', up, wake up in a hospital
Throw up? never, I do this through righteous steps
you Judists I was gone, so in light of my death
y'all been all go lucky, bunch of sambos
call me Gods Son, my pants low
I don't die slow, put them rags up Petey Pablo
this is dough, in my Nascar with this Nas flow, reppin'
hit the record sto', never let me go, get my collection.

3]
It's - the - return of the Prince, the
this is hardcore, Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit's soft
sip criss, get chips, wrist gliss, I
shift look sick up in that boxed up Porsche
with the top cut off, rich kids go and cop the
they don't know about the I'm on
and everybody know where the kid live, where he rest at?
where he shop at and at?
know he got dough, does he live?
is he still in the
does he really how ill that he is?
got all of y'all my moves
my watch and my
hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like
It's not my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
at my tennis shoes, I iced that
Who am I? the twister, lingerie ripper
automatic leg spreader, quicker getter
it gangsta wit' ya