My niggaz got scarred grills
Skully hats and gats be fullys
Brrrat, cars peel, the East Coast cartel
Rats get their tails snapped and trapped
The snitches in the streets and the snitches who rap
Pure euphoria, a dose of death to all of ya
Coroner [bad word] sung from The Bridge to Astoria
Dreams of fallin' in the elevator, passin' floors
Suddenly stop, the doors open up to a brick wall
I can smell the haters, wishful thinkers, bad luck prayers
Picture your tarot cards and bodyguards gettin' sprayed up
Sabotagin' my makeup, my watches get laced up
Even if they indicted Jacob
Forensics, Paramedics carry cowards off
Defibrillators shock to your chest, try to cough
They die and hit [bad word] from an iron
I'm flyin', wire or cell, I'm paid from this [bad word] Got [bad word] high as [bad word]  and they [bad word]  like AIDS don't exist
They get sent to your hotel, a maid and [bad word] Put a barrel in a capo mouth, 'til his [bad word] out
You a kid, you don't live what you rap about
King poetic, too many haters to count
Too much paper to count, QB [bad word] 

[Hook: Nas]
Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn
(Money Over [bad word] , pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength

(My own strength [bad word]  that's what I'm scared of, ha-ha)

Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn
(Money Over [bad word] , pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength

[Verse 2: Nas]
Got seven candles lit, black wallpaper, black carpet
Thinkin' about which [bad word] to target
You kill a [bad word] today, he lives forever
So I plotted out smarter, there'll be no Martyrs
Black Tec on the table, Mag .44
Black negligee on my [bad word]  she's at the door
Black fish eggs, [bad word]  that's the caviar
You niggaz fish-made, y'all niggaz is fifth grade
Niggaz, it's fifty ways to disect the General
If I give ya the top five, you will not [bad word] 1: [bad word]  keep my name from your [bad word] 2: thought ya knew don't [bad word] with God's [bad word] 3: see, matter fact, I just wait
If y'all reach top five, then I'ma eat y'all alive
Each one of you guys that claim Hip-Hop is still alive
Like y'all ain't in agreement wit Nas
That [bad word] is dead motha [bad word]  it's dead [bad word] 
[Hook: Nas]
Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn
(Money Over [bad word] , pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength

(My own strength [bad word]  that's what I'm scared of, ha-ha)

Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn
(Money Over [bad word] , pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength

[Verse 3: Nas]
From crack pushers to Lac' pushers and ambushers
And morticians to fortresses, case-dismisses
Laced in riches, cake ridiculous
From nickel and dimin; to trickin; them diamonds
Vegas, places in Switzerland
From non-blastin; to auto, I don't have to blast mine
They blast mine, black nine, you flatline
My cash climb, buy rare art
Antique pieces, Mona Lisa's, own no leases
Five-star restaurant eaters; don't forget who your peeps is
'Sposed to dine with you, sip that good wine with you
Only if they grind with you - or slang for ya
Seen niggaz live, laugh, party, and die in that very same corner
Pretty girls glance at us, status unconceivable
Private planes landed out in Teterboro, weed I twirl
Once even gave me a phobia
That I be in a spot trapped like Madame Zenobia's
With this kid eyein' my Rolly, y'all

[Hook: Nas]
Join me in war, many will live, many will m