It's You

(Yo Son, heard that shit man?) Nah what's this? (Nigga Nature tried to convince me man, word to motha) Not that nigga, not that nigga that nigga's too pretty (You gotta do somethin man, you gotta do somethin man, word up) Take that nigga to war Yo Nature, listen man In a jacuzzi flashin, splashin like a uzi blastin Much love for thugs, God bless B.I. ashes "Whattup with Cormega?" Live niggas keep askin The exhibition, flexin, throw my extra clip in Chrome bugotti VVS's, check it Niggas talkin bout, how real they kept it on record Screamin out, Q.B.C. but don't rep it Am I my brothers keeper or a faggot in love with reefer? My Far Rock' niggas would love to meet ya "Life's a Bitch" but shit gets deeper, fuck gold chains and sneakers I had dat, when cocaine was cheaper Yo, who this fake nigga soundin like me? You wanna be me, but can't see a thousand like me I'm loungin, you're like rookies on housin You see my team comin and your heart starts poundin You shook, gettin paid off the book Niggas jeal-ous, my LS is off the hook You see the Lex, you fake-ass thug, give me respect Or be another nigga that my fuckin heater wet My poetry is manifest, the words be correct My empire rise, now my enemies are vexed Yo Nature you finished, yo Nas you next Yeah, clear my little man YouknowhatI'msayin, Nas It ain't nuttin personal, it's all business yaknahmsayin? You let your little faggot-ass man come on me But my man got a few words he wanna say to you Yo son man Nature your fake ass Tried to be down and got your chain snatched (Ice took the shit) and your little brother's tape back Now you against the Mega star, puffin hundred stacks In a Lex, LS, chewin on Escobars But they too sweet, burn my teeth Firm don't want no beef (yeah only three main people son) Five stars, Q.B. to Desert Storm Tomorrow's exclusive, check the new kid on the next hit Find the illest kicks, play the strip, with the widest grip Hover from night to light, now I push the tightest shit The tighest click, we airtight Roll deep and wear Air Nikes, some are scared some the fair type But we rock mics and jams, like gats we cock twice Runnin with the pretty boys, bitches say that's not nice Straight out the 'Bridge, my DeLorean, showbiz And if you want consignment you can find me where the coke is I'm a nightmare to "Street Dreamin" (uh-huh) Nigga your whole crew is twenty-two's, my dudes street sweepin Prepared, never scared, ones to bolster Flex (for real) I'm ill, everything's real, ain't no special effects Yeah, bring the drama, I like the fuckin trauma (like that) A gladiator rocking steel plated armor Yeah, you wanna step to me, you'd better bring a referee (why) My name is 'Mega, y'all niggas scared to death of me Yeah your man asked, I'm like a Columbian refugee Murder any nigga in sight, any day or night You see me in a jet black Lex, the coke's white Lampin on the Hill, that nigga Nature thought he ill I fucked his ass up like a Holyfield (just like that son) For real the Real Deal, Montana, drama for short Of course, yeah, the fucking boss Yeah, that nigga Nature talk about he takin my spot He took one punch to the face and just dropped It's over La, I don't even know why you even won't try to come at me This is Cor motherfuckin Mega yo You know my status you fuckin faggot That's why I fucked you up That's why my man took your fuckin gold chain And he's wearin your shit in the projects, you're a fuckin bitch Knahmsayin Nas? You need to you need to you need to Get a fuckin fireproof fuckin van next time you come through Projects or they gon burn your shit down Y'all niggas is idiots yo (word up faggot ass nigga) Talkin about "Street Dreams" rockin a pink ass suit (Yeah you talkin bout crack nigga) What kind of dreams you niggas workin with, man? (Them like a pink leather and shit) Yo man, last crack y'all niggas sold was y'all ass! You fuck with me, you're fuckin with the best, man, knahmsayin? But y'all niggas ain't ready for fuckin war man (Y'all ain't ready for war man) Y'all ain't ready for the motherfuckin, the gun battles Or the beatings on sight man Don't fuck with me man! (Faggot ass niggas) I got no more to say man Trick-ass bay-atches!