by Nas

uh, ohhhhh, baby, baby (uh ha ha ha ha)

keep it thug and keep your heat
na na na na

Verse 1
Now slowly, thinkin of all the things that appose me,
I think of kings who died and rappers out to de-throne me, (uh)
before they crowned there head is cut off,
bodies is layin dead in the street its so fuckin pitiful,
first they love me, could be the bitch that even live with you,
mad at your riches now she switch turn miserable, (uh)
cause she want to dress like bonnie, robbie and christal do,
but christal single, bonnie's broke and a nigga's too,
I can do bad by myself, went from rags to wealth,
from jagz to bently's to plenty ass bitchs,
cant keep their hands to there self nomore,
i'm like Hue Hefner, you lessar, you just...

CHORUS

wanna be me, you cant, you faggot, you bitch,
you social coward, you clown, you just wanna be down,
so you wanna be me, you bitch, you phony, you clone me,
you wanna be me son, i'm the one and only, but you,
wanna be me, you suckers, you weak, you flunky's,
you fake, you could'nt come close on my worst day,
but you wanna be me, i'll burn you and learn you a lesson,
consernin is my profession, turnin ya my direction,
you cant be me

Verse 2

no even in your wildest fantasy,
its childish, shit I haft ta resort to violance,
pay me ahalf a million, i'll consult your album,
and show you how to stay off my dick,
thats the thing I hate the most, cant even call you a man,
when you gotta call out my name to get ya some fans,
no tallent, you need direction, your a pussy with a yeast infection,
you unlucky, i'm your fuckin C section,
plus i'm the last real nigga alive,
toast glass L with-o