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Masta Ace - Acknowledge lyrics
"Pay homage, respect .." -> Nas Yeah, one-two.. "..Acknowledge the rep" -> Nas Uhnnh.. I don't know what you cats was thinking.. "Pay homage, respect .." -> Nas Musta been crazy.. "..Acknowledge the rep" -> Nas To step up on stage, at CMJ, mention my name? [ Verse One ] I hear these cats, but I ain't listening A little faint dissing, a little scratch, a little paint missin' But I still gleam and glisten, hot like a stream of piss 'n I'm about to have ya whole team wishing That you never got this shit started You about to be dearly departed, you gotta be nearly retarded To let me hear my name mention, try'na gain attention Now I'm runnin' through this game lynchin' And I heard a few cats tryna take shots on the low These XFL rappers tryna fuck with a real pro One thing; who named y'all the High and the Mighty? To me, ya'll just sound like a couple of High Whities You had to be on mad coke and XTC, To think for a second, you can stand next to me Look, don't ever again mention my name in ya freestyles Or I cut off ya transmission faster than Lee Miles And I heard ya album, this must be something you're new at 'Cause I rather hear a Lil' Wayne/Lil' Zane duet My cellphone stay ringin', like a slap in the ear So I hope y'all don't plan on making rap a career Cause ever since Heav' was in Vernon I been burnin' Next year, y'all be up in Rawkus, interning And I shoulda let it known what your government names are To make sure you +Take It Personal+ like Gang Starr, motherfuckers "I got one lyric, pointed at your head for start Another one, is pointed at your weak ass heart" -> Guru And that go for any other so called rapcats, in the game "Pay homage, respect" -> Nas "Acknowledge the rep" -> Nas "Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display" -> Guru And believe me, I ain't forget about him, naw "Pay homage, respect" -> Nas Nope.. "Acknowledge the rep" -> Nas Just you wait.. "Acknowledge the rep" -> Nas [ Verse Two ] Yo, yeah I heard of the Boogiemann when I was a youth, scary And I found out that he was as fake as a tooth-fairy Since my last mission this nigga's been ass-kissing I took a minute, I gave your single a fast listen Tell me this, no pot to piss in? How you dissin' You group holmes are about to report that you missing And I don't know who was worse, the track or the verse I'ma get to your producer, but I'm smacking you first See I couldn't even find one nigga that heard of you I did find a few cats that wanted to murder you But I told 'em "Chill", I let 'em know you was my son And I promise I can pay support to you twenty-one Consider me the clothes on your back and a warm meal Who knows, this might just get you a deal And the day that your album go on sale for the first hour Just remember like Nas nigga, +I Gave You Power+ I figured I give ya some help, cause you need lots I make your producer change his name to Speed Nottz Tell him I say "Fuck him!" for doing the tracks Matter of fact, fuck Fat Beats, for doing the wax I'ma diss you via e-mail and then through a fax I'ma diss you by two-way, I ain't gon' never relax I'ma diss you over fast, slow track or no track If your shit wasn't so wack, I dissed you to yo' track You that little fish that I catch and I throw back And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle Fuckin' with me? You better off trying to hit lotto And don't answer back, this is hard shit to follow And you can't spit nigga, so you obviously must swollow, motherfucker.. |
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