Money Over Bullshit

Nas
앨범 : Hip Hop Is Dead
My niggaz got scarred grills
Skully hats and gats be fullys
Brrrat cars peel the
East Coast cartel
Rats get their tails
snapped and trapped
The snitches
in the streets and the
snitches who rap
Pure euphoria
a dose of death to all of ya
Coroner choruses sung
from The Bridge to Astoria
Dreams of fallin'
in the elevator
passin' floors
Suddenly stop
the doors open up
to a brick wall
I can smell the haters
wishful thinkers
bad luck prayers
Picture your tarot cards and
bodyguards gettin' sprayed up
Sabotagin' my makeup
my watches get laced up
Even if they indicted Jacob
Forensics
Paramedics carry cowards off
Defibrillators shock
to your chest
try to cough
They die and hit
Hell from an iron
I'm flyin' wire or cell
I'm paid from this shit
Got bitches high as hell
and they fuckin' like
AIDS don't exist
They get sent to your hotel
a maid and shit
Put a barrel in a capo mouth
'til his scalp come out
You a kid
you don't live
what you rap about
King poetic
too many haters to count
Too much paper to count
QB BITCH
Join me in war
many will live
many will mourn
Money Over Bullshit
pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Join me in war
many will live
many will mourn
Money Over Bullshit
pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Got seven candles lit
black wallpaper black carpet
Thinkin' about
which nigga to target
You kill a nigga today
he lives forever
So I plotted out smarter
there'll be no Martyrs
Black Tec on the table Mag 44
Black negligee on my bitch
she's at the door
Black fish eggs
that's the caviar
You niggaz fish made
y'all niggaz is fifth grade
Niggaz
it's fifty ways to
disect the General
If I give ya the top five
you will not survive
cocksucker
keep my name from your tongue
thought ya knew don't fuck
with God's Son
see matter fact
I just wait
If y'all reach top five
then I'ma eat y'all alive
Each one of you guys that
claim Hip Hop is still alive
Like y'all ain't in
agreement wit Nas
Join me in war
many will live
many will mourn
Money Over Bullshit
pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Join me in war
many will live
many will mourn
Money Over Bullshit
pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
From crack pushers to
Lac' pushers and ambushers
And morticians to fortresses
casedismisses
Laced in riches
cake ridiculous
From nickel and dimin
to trickin them diamonds
Vegas
From non blastin to auto
I don't have to blast mine
They blast mine
black nine
you flatline
My cash climb
buy rare art
Antique pieces
Mona Lisa's
own no leases
Five star restaurant eaters
don't forget
who your peeps is
'Sposed to dine with you
sip that good wine with you
Only if they grind with you
or slang for ya
Seen niggaz live
laugh party and die in that
very same corner
Pretty girls glance at us
status unconceivable
Private planes landed out in
Teterboro weed I twirl
Once even gave me a phobia
That I be in a spot trapped
like Madame Zenobia's
With this kid
eyein' my Rolly y'all
Join me in war
many will live
many will mourn
Money Over Bullshit
pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but
of my own strength
Join me in war
many will live
many will mourn
Money Over Bullshit
pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but of
my own strength
Afraid not of none of you
cowards but of
my own strength
There it is
QB bitch
QB bitch
QB bitch

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