Affirmative action verbal attack word assassin,
murda tactics burn a track back to Curtis Jackson,
pac would turn in his casket, but you maken me laugh,
to see you get in the game from all the dicks you take in the ass,
while you fake on a track and act like you a gangsta in rap,
theirs real street niggas who could break you in half,
but since ’em signed you, you run around and claim you can rap,
like ’em just paved you a path or ****en gave you a pass,
a fee bee to make up for every slave that he had,
or every racist comment that he made in the past,
I done herd you say a million times that you killed a guy,
but Black Child stabbed you and that nigga still alive,
you aint even bruised no one, you have the dirty cops,
do your dirty work you aint even had to use yo gun,
you real hard in the studio poppin **** in a mic booth,
you dont wanna have me fight you you wanna have me write you,
talkin bout ’Nas my son wants to be just like you’,
well if you ask the street niggas eminem over hyped you,
each bullet in yo ass is a symbol in its place,
to remind you how hated you are when you see that dimple on yo face,
just give up nigga you’ve taken enough,
when you got all the people involved sayin you suck,
and half the **** you say you just maken it up,
so now your own crew members haten yo guts,
nigga why da **** you think yo whole crew is top charters ?
cause your all pop artists your hip hop’s garbadge,
why the **** you think you maken the same money as Britney makes ?
g-unit is a boy band nigga and 50’s fake,
you real tuff till g-unit gets gobbed with sticky tape,
and have my niggas run up in and robb yo piggy bank.

Hook x2

So what you gonna do when **** hits the fan,
you gonna fight like a man or just kiss my ass,
or threw all this hostility you **** your pants,
I’m a short fuse and you lit the match.

Bridge x2

Nas, a braveheart veteran,
name an mc I aint better then,
you against me you could never win,
meet me in the streets we can settle this.

Verse 2

When I’m speakin threw rap, you niggas deepin my wrath,
**** mixed with emotions makes it hard to keep it on wax,
cause it can steer off a track and coserveer off of rap,
and have niggas jump you till your left breathin with gasps,
and each have you stabbed and all of my people in masks,
so you cant identify to the police who attacked,
just niggas reachin for straps and heaters bringen out gats,
and watch this thug turn pussy when he pees in his pants,
niggas callin my name, I can turn ’50 cents’ into a ’Buck’,
invest it in the ’Bank’ and spend it all in the ’Game’,
a ball and a chain with an anchor tied to your ankel,
and hang you until you dangle and break you apart from each angle,
and repeatedly kill you with my freedom of speech,
so you can look at my lyrics and read ’em and weap,
so you don’t run with cops ? nigga neither do we,
but your right hand man is the cheif of police,

beef in rap cause you aint got the balls to beef in the streets,
cause you’d get another lil cute dimple on your cheek with the heat,
yeah I got my wifey tattoo’d on my arm,
while you got a ’Nas’ biggest fan’ sign glued to your thong,
while you shake yo lil ass for them record exects,
and blow kisses and suck up so they’ll send you a check,
but never the less I knew about you steppin to X,
but interscope made you take it off the track to settle your debts,
to calm your beefs, you bitch made put a switch blade threw your rib cage,
and watch your chest leak in the street like bootleg mixtapes,
aint no need to dictate, line up your calvulry,
you talk that gangsta **** and get it twisted with reality,
ayo my pistol got the flue and my bullets got allergies,
so if the trigga sneeze you gone be anotha casualty.

Hook x2

So what you gonna do when **** hits the fan,
you gonna fight like a man or just kiss my ass,
or threw all this hostility you **** your pants,
I’m a short fuse and you lit the match.

Bridge x2

Nas, a braveheart veteran,
name an mc I aint better then,
you against me you could never win,
meet me in the streets we can settle this.

U kno who got it first
N.A.S. Niggaz Against Society