(feat. Busta Rhymes)
[Busta Rhymes]
Ay fellas

I think you might wanna s-s-sneak your ratchet in here for this one
Ay ladies
Put your petroleum jelly on your face

Yo Nas, we got a big bet in the streets
that you knock they $$# out in the first 30 seconds of the first round
GET 'EM!


[Verse One: Nas]
Sittin up drunk, shufflin thoughts

Got paper but I'm lost
Losin focus what a ^!$$% still hustlin for
My seed is straight, the fam is settled

Idle time get the man in trouble
When wifey tourin, my life get boring
Start to remember all types of torment

The devil's callin, but I don't answer
Mom passed from cancer, leavin behind
two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9's

next to me in the Phantom, who lyin?
Big screen documentaries of Idi Amin
Gotta, try to stay away from creeps

With they bull%#@!, tryin to put me back in the streets
War stories, funerals
where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin

Body viewing's at the wake
^!$$% sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket
with his eyelids still open, it's kinda spooky

Iceman watch on, the suit Gucci
I'm above the standard
But dude just Mar-salis than Branford

Thinkin you're too rich, they wanna gun ya
Kidnap ya cause of they hunger, but you $#&@in with hunters
Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips

Cause real ^!$$%z die over dumb %#@!
Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
Cause real ^!$$%z die over dumb %#@!


[Chorus 2X: Busta Rhymes]
Fight, fists, dance, suckah

Suicide, bounce, brother
Ice, whips, cash, ^!$$%
Watch yo', big, $$#, momma


[Verse Two: Nas]
To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous

Y'all the antithesis, the opposite
Twitchin %#@!, all up in your body language
Mean muggin your (*##$, cause she leans over

to look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin
"Nas is this and Nas is that"
Your eyes go front, your eyes go back

Surprised I'm at the same place y'all be at
It's obvious you don't know how I react
Like, I don't know where the party's at

You're foamin at the mouth, losin breath
Like a cardiac arrest, but I ain't impressed
Cause the fact is, y'all don't really want it

Two to the head, fo' to the stomach
Call more security cause I come off
anywhere you at you scary cats

If you dare squeeze back, guns shall rain
a thousand times harder than when I first came
Y'all not relentless, y'all dumb

And y'all just forgot about the consequences
Not a jail sentence, but see
the ^!$$% you feed'll kick it to dude that kick it to me

We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys
Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning
I know a kid who'll throw %#@! in your food

And say, "That's the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting"
Hey...


[Chorus]

[Outro]
You smile, in my face
Secretly I know, you want my place

You waitin on me to choke, don't want a ^!$$% to breathe
You wanna come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me
But before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
Before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin

And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe

[Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
[Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
[Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother

[Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother