let the streets be the court and the corners hold the trial
 fatal not fictitious  I rock the cable 86
 shit  foreign cars with crazy bitches  
 mad smoke makes me able to quote  
 soliciting  images of that murder
 wrote a provocative plan can bring a
 knot to my hand as the pyrimad can stan
 on top of the sand
 in the heat of the moment like Farrakhan said
 we need atonement bullet proof glass,
 5-classes chrome kitted up calicones lifted up.
 I didn't get touched checking my nuts
 I stood up and lit a dutch
 knowing how these niggas tattle
 sneak move get the drop, one shot
 without the gun battle
 so when you run the lead travel
 I come through it's taboo 96 ways to clap

 chorus:
 NAS is coming, NAS is coming
 (repeat twice)

 In the black limo, jack daniels through the cracked window
 I spot the fake, red dot his face, like a Hindu
 snatched the symbol, ties his hand too
 make examples substantial amounts
 you owe the fram crew,
 firm affliation, paper chasin,
 chips glossy, rich pablo escabano,
 nacho cheese, I'm Castro.
 compared to these niggas who swear to be real
 but important the Hoffa NAS pleg kills,
 counting bills to send to all my jail niggas
 who fail from New York to L.A., Q.B. to C.P.I. for G.P.
 a hundred g cars, car sent a vega cigars,
 kani shit, mad jiggy
 the clout, murder material serial
 like it's something venreal but in stereo

 (chorus)

 From child birth hertzes, flow like the Nile, covered surface
 I bitch the fruit from the serpant,
 apocalyptic, get bent, stay splifted,
 control the rap game you got it twisted
 Dr. Dre way the bridge say, shake dice and kiss it,
 Chris plus the six with biscuit, jeep full of chickens,
 pull up aside, have a listen y'all, NAS y'all, fly gangsta
 wavy hair, teeth chipped and
 my shit bumped in the courtroom
 drunk links truck,
 rocky bracelet, cognac kernel never chase it,
 rap hero, black deniro,
 federal bureau, tapped my line and got zero.
 rap pro, diamond roll,
 hustling low profile, white gold style,
 raking bloody dough by the pile.
 shot down, still alive struggling for the phone
 these three words are sung