Hope y'all make it through the storm
You know what though, I love the rain man
A lot you cats are runnin your mouths

Your runnin your mouths crazy
Think y'all got to ease up though, you know
Ease up fore somethin happen man

We don't want that
At least you don't
Be easy man

Tell you how it feels to be on top of the world
But y'all ^!$$% betta take it slow
Don't body ya self

Don't body ya self
Don't body ya self ^!$$%


Yeah, yeah
Everybody get low ^!$$%z
Dedicated to the $#&@ Nas coalition

Touch my dough I'm lettin .40 cals blow ^!$$%
Not cals with four legs
But cals with more lead

That add up more dead
It's on ^!$$%
I'm a bury them

^!$$%z don't want beef they vegetarian
Scared of #~!!@ you climbed out a caesarian
I push ya grown $$# back in your mothers womb

You need nine more mouths
Your crews nine more punks
You rhyme on stuff and claim I didn't sign y'all up

If I sign y'all I'm on dust
Ya we from the same hood but ^!$$% what?!
When y'all was tryin to rap y'all was makin me proud

Man now you $#&@ed up, down on your luck, runnin your mouth man
Why don't be a real man, say you need a lil help
And I might help your $$# off the shelf

But noooo, you're bein disrespectful
Thinkin son so cool that he won't check you
Stand down, the king is home

Queens is on, NASDAQ, Dow Jones

Don't body ya self

Crazy
Take it slow man
Slow down

Take it slow mother$#&@er
Don't body ya self
Let's listen

Let's just listen
Don't body ya self
Listen

Slow down though man
Slow down
Ya'll gotta take it slow


I am De Niro after Am.Ex. commercials and "The Fockers"
With Martin Scorsese after Gangs Of New York could rock this

Back together with the master plan
The rebirth of Langston Hughes, I'm that man
I'm in the streets like old graffiti

I'm hearin wankstas talkin greasy
Whether broke or rich my friend
Nasir bring that career to an end

And I'm bored with you MCs B
Ya'll beneath me
And my raps bring horror like a board of Ouiji

Of course I'm the king, get my shine on
And I blind y'all cause they call me "The Lord of the Rings"
Pinky heavy man, big stones in the weddin ban

Smell of brimstone back from Hell again
Next verse gets worse from God's son to Devil's sin


Ya'll need to take it slow
Don't body ya self
Mother$#&@er act like ya know (05')

Mother$#&@er better take it slow
Don't body ya self

They say Jada defeated him
Joe to street for him

What's next? I guess it's for Nas to ether him
Ya'll awaiting an MC burial
This is ethereal, FM stereo to XM radio
What does it mean he thoreal? Hmm.. whether heavenly or spiritual
Extreme, delicately like in a way that seems too perfect for this world

Man that is ritous, faithful and keeps law
Will surely live to cleanse the soverend Lord
And you are none of the above
So you a sucka for death if I'm a sucka for love
And ya wanna know why I don't got an answer ^!$$%z

Cause I truely understand these ^!$$%z
Scared of me so they talk about family members
Like I can't point out your grandma to ^!$$%z
Damn you was my man like crew dawg
Don't make me change your body frame to blue fog

The Q is the borrow of true dons
Any disrespect ^!$$% we chose arms
Will it be gilmore or crowes?

^!$$% act like ya know
Yeah

Ya betta take it slow
Mother$#&@er act like ya know
Mess around and body ya self
Don't body ya self