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[Nas]Turn your radios up..You are now allowed to listen to the radio..The REAL niggaz are back, on the radio..Uh, no slackin, no beggin, no askin, no fastin No disrespect to Islam or ?Iman? or pastor No answers to questions the media's askin Why we fight each other in public in front of these arrogant fascists?They love it; puttin the old niggaz vs. the youngest Most of our elders failed us, how could they judge us? Niggaz There's verbal books published by niggaz, produced by niggaz Genuine niggaz, so I salute my, niggaz Not mad 'cause Eminem said nigga, 'cause he my niggawigga, cracker, friend - we all black within, okay?We all African, okay Some Africans don't like us no way!A killng happened in Johannesburg, yesterday Slain artist named Lucky Dube, hijacked Some say N-double A-C-P, keep us sidetracked But I don't buy that, I buy Aston Martins Faster cars than, NASA cars in, sparkin while ridin Critics, eat a dick! Journalists see I'm richwith this "N-word jogging," I'm just startin, bitch![Chorus: imitating the "Dr. Pepper" commercial jingle and Eazy-E on "Nigga 4 Life" on spaced lines]I'm a nigger, he's a nigger, she's a nigger, we some niggers Wouldn't you like to be a nigger, too?To all my kike niggers, spic niggers, guinea niggers, chink niggers That's right, y'all my niggaz, too I'm a nigger, he's a nigger, she's a nigger, we some niggers Wouldn't you like to be a nigger, too They like to strangle niggers, blamin niggers, shootin niggers, hangin niggers Still you wanna be a nigger, too? True..Wake up in the mornin, shake my third leg in the toilet Uzi on the nightstand, I'm the man you go to war with Not a man you go to war against, patience, I'll get youif that means I can't sleep a WHOLE YEAR, I'ma get you I'm official not "A-Tisket" or "A-Tasket"I'll put you in the casket, with the biscuit or the ratchet They smoke hibiscus, they plants or trees, advanc-ed weed Don't forsake us, you're all are fake bloods like moviemakers I flow tighter as Tootie's braces, who be hatin us?I be on a state bus in shackles if my .8 bust'Cause y'all some tellers, opposite of bankers I'm the shit for ages, my clique still real QB gangsters Clique still movin like Freemasons So if I'm on the flo' for the law, there's lodgers all across the nation Nas is bred for the plan, to hold the Grand Dragon's head in my hand, come and get me, here I am[Chorus, omit "true"]
