[Intro]
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Cmon
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Woo
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[Chorus]
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R-O-C, we runnin this rap shit
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Memphis Bleek, we runnin this rap shit
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B. Mac, we runnin this rap shit
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Freeway, we run this rap shit
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O and Sparks, we runnin this rap shit
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Chris and Neef, we runnin this rap shit
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[Verse 1]
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The takeover, the breaks over, nigga
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God MC, me, Jay-Hova
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Hey, lil soldier, you aint ready for war
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R-O-C too strong for yall
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Its like bringing a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test
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Your chest in the line of fire with your thin-ass vest
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You bringing them boys to men, how them boys gon win?
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This is grown man B-I, get you rolled into triage, bitch
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Your reach aint long enough, dunny
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Your peeps aint strong enough, fucker
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Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet, the navy
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Niggasll kidnap your baby, spit at your lady
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We bring knife to fistfight, kill your drama, uh
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We kill you motherfuckin ants with a sledgehammer
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Dont let me do it to you, dunny, cause I overdo it
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So you wont confuse it with just rap music
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[Chorus]
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R-O-C, we runnin this rap shit
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M Easy, we runnin this rap shit
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The Broad Street Bully, we runnin this rap shit
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Get zipped up in plastic, when it happens, thats it
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Freeway, we runnin this rap shit
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O and Sparks, we runnin this rap shit
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Chris and Neef, we runnin this rap shit
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(Watch out, we run New York)
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[Verse 2]
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I dont care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews
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You little fuck, I got money stacks bigger than you
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When I was pushing weight back in 88
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You was a ballerina, I got the pictures, I seen ya
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Then you dropped “Shook Ones,” switched your demeanor
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Well, we dont believe you, you need more people
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Roc-A-Fella students of the game, we passed the class
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‘Cause nobody can read you dudes like we do
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Dont let em gas you like Jigga is ass and wont clap you
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Trust me on this one, Ill detach you
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Mind from spirit, body from soul
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Theyll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole
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No, youre not on my level, get your brakes tweaked
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I sold what your whole album sold in my first week
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You guys dont want it with Hov
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Ask Nas, he dont want it with Hov, no
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[Chorus]
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R-O-C, we runnin this rap shit
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B. Sigel, we runnin this rap shit
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M Easy, we runnin this rap shit
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Get zipped up in plastic, when it happens, thats it
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O and Sparks, we runnin this rap shit
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Freeway, we runnin this rap shit
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Chris and Neef, we runnin this rap shit
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(Watch out, we run New York)
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[Verse 3]
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I know you miss it, Nas, the (Fame)
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But along with celebrity comes bout seventy shots to your frame
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Nigga, you a (Lame)
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Yous the fag model for Karl Kani, Esco ads
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Went from Nasty Nas to Escos trash
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Had a spark when you started, but now, youre just garbage
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Fell from top ten to not mentioned at all
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To your bodyguards “Oochie Wally” verse better than yours (Oochie wally wally, oochie wally wally)
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Matter of fact, you had the worst flow on the whole fuckin song
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But I know, the sun dont shine if son dont shine
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Thats why your (Lame), careers come to an end
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Its only so long fake thugs can pretend
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Nigga, you aint live it, you witnessed it from your folks pad (Yup)
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You scribbled it in your notepad and created your life
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I showed you your first TEC on tour with Large Professor (Me, thats who)
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Then I heard your album bout your TEC on the dresser
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So yeah, I sampled your voice, you was using it wrong (Im out for dead fuckin presidents to represent me)
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You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song (Woo)
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And you aint get a coin, nigga, you was gettin fucked then
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I know who I paid, God, Serchlite Publishing
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Use your (Brain)
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You said youve been in this ten, Ive been in it five, smarten up, Nas
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Four albums in ten years, nigga? I could divide
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Thats one every, lets say two, two of them shits was doo
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One was nah, the other was Illmatic
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Thats a one hot album every ten year average
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And thats so (Lame)
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Nigga, switch up your flow, your shit is garbage
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What, you tryna kick knowledge? (Fuck outta here)
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Yall niggas gon learn to respect the king
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Dont be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen
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Because you-know-who (Who)
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Did you-know-what (What?), with you-know-who (Yeah)
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But just keep that between me and you for now
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[Chorus]
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R-O-C, we runnin this rap shit
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M Easy, we runnin this rap shit
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The Broad Street Bully, we runnin this rap shit
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Get zipped up in plastic, when it happens, thats it
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Freeway, we runnin this rap shit
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O and Sparks, we runnin this rap shit
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Chris and Neef, we runnin this rap shit
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(Watch out, we run New York)
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[Verse 4]
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A wise man told me dont argue with fools
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‘Cause people from a distance cant tell who is who
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So stop with that childish shit, nigga, Im grown
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Please leave it alone, dont throw rocks at the throne
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Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you
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I dont know why your advisers aint forewarn you
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Please, not Jay, hes not for play
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I dont slack a minute, all that thug rappin and gimmicks
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I will end it, all that yappin be finished
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You are not deep, you made your bed, now sleep
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Dont make me expose you to them folks that dont know you
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Nigga, I know you well, all the stolen jewels
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Twinkletoes, youre breakin my heart
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Cant fuck with me, go play somewhere, Im busy
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And all you other cats throwin shots at Jigga
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You only get half a bar, fuck yall niggas
