My niggaz got scarred grills, skully hats and gats be fullys   Brat, 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 choruses 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 Hell from an iron   I'm flyin', wire or cell, I'm paid from this shit      Got bitches high as hell, and they fuckin' like AIDS don't exist   They get sent to your hotel, a maid and a shit   Put a barrel in a capo mouth, 'til his scalp come 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 bitch      Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn   Money over bullshit, 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      Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn   (My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of)   Money over bullshit, 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      Got seven candles lit, black wallpaper, black carpet   Thinkin' 'bout which nigga to target   You kill a nigga 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 bitch, she's at the door   Black fish eggs, nigga, that's the caviar   You niggaz fish-made, y'all niggaz is fifth grade      Niggaz, it's fifty ways to dissect the General   If I give ya the top five, you will not survive   Rule 1, cocksucker, keep my name from your tongue   Rule 2, thought ya knew don't fuck with God's Son      Rule 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      Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn   Money over bullshit, 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      Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn   (My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of)   Money over bullshit, 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      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      Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn   Money over bullshit, 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      Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn   (My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of)   Money over bullshit, 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      There it is, QB bitch, yeah   QB bitch, yeah, yeah   QB bitch