gather up all your arms
 and get ready for this new world order
 shit is about to change muther fucker

 Verse 1:

 I'm America's nightmare
 young black and just dont give a fuck
 I just want to get high and live it up
 so fuck in '95
 and why you tryin to slave us
 with minimum wages
 slammin my niggas up in cages
 changing their behaivors
 and spittin razors thats outraegeous
 smoking moaches is hopeless
 we want lazy sofas and sculptures
 lady chauffers who fuck us
 full house and royal flushes
 roll with the rush
 its the official nas
 got bitches with pistols and cash
 we living in the last
 my theory is "fuck it"
 sexy niggas get obducted
 my corrupted
 is conducted
 through ghettos
 sippin amaretto
 hand on the metal
 foot on the pedal
 never settle
 we wear Carolina Herrera
 dirty Donna Karan sweaters
 wrap over leathers and seudes
 gold plated guns and grenades
 to blow up
 I got news from the informers
 I'm trapped in corners
 bustin shots at Time-Warner

 Verse 2:

 hey yo
 My man big Todd
 he know how to get by
 he high
 threw a jinx
 then be fixed to be fly
 submit crossing up
 and downtown action
 and when he sticky keeper grip and move with traction
 keep mad alibies
 a plan to stay wise and wide eyed
 living in the state of south side
 crooked jakes
 and fakes snake
 niggas all out for papes
 oh who wanna over take and leave you with drapes
 the white sheet covers
 this heat smuthers the street
 eat brothers
 ten shots rang
 you got banged
 we all ready for these wars
 we all want more
 these the last days get yours

 [chorus]
 32 shots and certed the glocks
 you heard it for blocks
 the murdering guys
 convertible drops
 living life on the edge of dangerous
 where you living
 never giving a shit
 cause we living in it
 cause it be off the hook
 crooks crash
 cheeba spots
 and selling rocks
 the cops around the clock
 is hot
 living life on the edge of dangerous
 where you living
 never giving a shit
 cause we living in it

 Verse 3:

 Thinking about taking my own life
 I might as well
 'cept they might not sell weed in hell
 and thats where I'm going
 cause the devil's inside of me
 they make me rob from my own nationality
 its kind of ignorant
 but yo I gotta pay the rent
 so yeah, I'll stick a nigga most definite
 cause its generate
 if I get caught I'm innocent
 cause I dont leave no sticky finga prints
 for the cops
 they only good if they dead
 all that badge and that gun shit be going to they head
 to make bread I gotta steal for sport
 so I stole the show and sell some pennies for my thoughts
 and if this fucking rap shit dont pay
 I'ma start selling drugs around my way
 killin my own people in the USG
 shit they gonna get it from somebody
 I'd rather it be me
 besides...you cant tax dirty money
 and you cant trust nobody (nobody)
 no one (no one)
 I'm the scorpion
 and I'll probably bite the bullet
 cause I live by the gun

 we came to hear these 25 to life niggas who just came out
 and pull flame out
 take aim
 blow your brains out
 its life on the edge of dangerous
 where you living
 never giving a shit
 cause we living in it
 in South suicide Queens where niggaz act up
 nigga back up
 official nas-throw your fucking gats up
 its life on the edge of dangerous
 where you living
 never giving a shit
 cause we living in it
 we never giving a shit
 cause we living in it
 official nas mother fuckers dont give a shit
 word up