("Fuck Jay-Z") br What's up niggas, ay yo, I know you ain't talkin 'bout me dog br You, what? br ("Fuck Jay-Z") br You been on my dick nigga, you love my style, nigga br ("Fuck Jay-Z") br br [Chorus] br (I) Fuck with your soul like ether br (Will) Teach you the king you know you br (Not) "God's son" across the belly br (Lose) I prove you lost already br br Brace yourself for the main event br Y'all impatiently waitin br It's like an AIDS test, what's the results? br Not positive, who's the best? Pac, Nas and Big br Ain't no best, East, West, North, South, flossed out, greedy br I embrace y'all with napalm br Blows up, no guts, left chest, face gone br How could Nas be garbage? br Semi-autos at your cartilege br Burner at the side of your dome, come outta my throne br I got this, locked since '9-1 br I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't influenced br Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas br With Hawaiin Sophie fame, kept my name in his music br Check it br br [Chorus] br br [talking] br Ay yo, pass me the weed, pour my ashes out on these niggas man (no doubt) br Ay, y'all faggots, y'all kneel and kiss the fuckin ring br br [Chorus] br br I've been fucked over, left for dead, dissed and fogotten br Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten br Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave (uh) br Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face br Y'all some "well wishers," friendly actin, envy hidin snakes br With your hands out for my money, man, how much can I take? br When these streets keep callin, heard it when I was sleep br That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted beef br Started cockin up my weapon, slowly loadin up this ammo br To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can handle br This for dolo and it's manuscript, just sound stupid br When KRS already made an album called Blueprint br First, Biggie's ya man, then you got the nerve to say that you better than Big br Dick suckin lips, whyn't you let the late, great veteran live br ...