[Hook]
Represent, represent
Represent, represent
Represent, represent
Represent, represent

[Verse 1]
Straight up [bad word] is real and any day could be your last in the jungle
Get murdered on a humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad criminals
Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners, they better break North
Before we get the four pounders and take their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D's on the roof tryna watch us and knock us
And killer coppers, [bad word] through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock
For the fronters, wannabe ill niggas and [bad word] Thinking it can't happen 'til I trap 'em and clap 'em
And leave 'em done, won't [bad word] about Gods
I don't believe in none of that [bad word]  your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the street corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
Moet drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's always on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, it's never nothing less than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned back [bad word] sins and my friends sell crack
This [bad word] raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the [bad word] from day one
Cause life ain't [bad word] but stress, fake niggas, and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad blunts
The [bad word]  crew de-sizer, accelerator
The type of [bad word] who be [bad word] in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and Cazals with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains,  and Tecs
Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
No doubt, see my stacks are fat, this is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan that had [bad word] from cops
If it wasn't hanging out in front of cocaine spots
We was at the candy factory, breaking the locks
Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just like the next man [bad word] a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun son, but [bad word] being the wanted man
But if I hit rock bottom then I'mma be the Son of Sam
Then call the crew to get live too with Swoop, Bokeem
My brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My [bad word] is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's your brain on [bad word]  to all fly [bad word] and thugs
'Nuff respect to the projects, I'm ghost, one love

[Hook]

[Outro]
One time for your [bad word]  mind
This goes out to everybody in New York
That's living the real [bad word] life and every projects, all over
To my man, Big Will he's still here
The 40 side of Vernon, my man Big L.E.S
Big Cee-Lo from the Don, Shawn Penn, the 40 busters
My crew the shorty busters, the 41st side of Vernon posse
The Goodfellas, my man Cormega, Lakey the Kid
Can't forget Drawers, the Hillbillies
My man Slate, Wallethead, Black Jay, Big Oogi
Crazy barrio spot, (Big Dove), we rock [bad word]  Ph.And my man Primo, from Gang Starr
'94 real [bad word] y'all, (Harry O), [bad word] y'all crab [bad word] niggas though