Hope y'all make it through the storm   You know what though, I love the rain man   A lot you cats are runnin your mouths   Your runnin your mouths crazy   Think y'all got to ease up though, you know   Ease up fore somethin happen man   We don't want that   At least you don't   Be easy man   Tell you how it feels to be on top of the world   But y'all nigga betta take it slow   Don't body ya self   Don't body ya self   Don't body ya self nigga      Yeah, yeah   Everybody get low niggaz   Dedicated to the fuck Nas coalition   Touch my dough I'm lettin .40 cals blow nigga   Not cals with four legs   But cals with more lead   That add up more dead   It's on nigga   I'm a bury them   Niggaz don't want beef they vegetarian   Scared of pussy you climbed out a caesarian   I push ya grown ass back in your mothers womb   You need nine more months   Your crews nine more punks   You rhyme on stuff and claim I didn't sign y'all up   If I sign y'all I'm on dust   Ya we from the same hood but nigga what?!   When y'all was tryin to rap y'all was makin me proud   Man now you fucked up, down on your luck, runnin your mouth man   Why don't be a real man, say you need a lil help   And I might help your ass off the shelf   But noooo, you're bein disrespectful   Thinkin son so cool that he won't check you   Stand down, the king is home   Queens is on, NASDAQ, Dow Jones      Don't body ya self   Crazy   Take it slow man   Slow down   Take it slow motherfucker   Don't body ya self   Let's listen   Let's just listen   Don't body ya self   Listen   Slow down though man   Slow down   Ya'll gotta take it slow      I am De Niro after Am.Ex. commercials and "The Fockers"   With Martin Scorsese after Gangs Of New York could rock this   Back together with the master plan   The rebirth of Langston Hughes, I'm that man   I'm in the streets like old graffiti   I'm hearin wankstas talkin greasy   Whether broke or rich my friend   Nasir bring that career to an end   And I'm bored with you MCs B   Ya'll beneath me   And my raps bring horror like a board of Ouiji   Of course I'm the king, get my shine on   And I blind y'all cause they call me "The Lord of the Rings"   Pinky heavy man, big stones in the weddin ban   Smell of brimstone back from Hell again   Next verse gets worse from God's son to Devil's sin      Ya'll need to take it slow   Don't body ya self   Motherfucker act like ya know (05')   Motherfucker better take it slow   Don't body ya self      They say Jada defeated him   Joe to street for him   What's next? I guess it's for Nas to ether him   Ya'll awaiting an MC burial   This is ethereal, FM stereo to XM radio   What does it mean, ethereal? Hmm.. whether heavenly or spiritual   Extreme, delicately like in a way that seems too perfect for this world   Man that is riteous, faithful and keeps law   Will surely live to cleanse the soverend Lord   And you are none of the above   So you a sucka for death if I'm a sucka for love   And ya wanna know why I don't got an answer niggaz   Cause I truely understand these niggaz   Scared of me so they talk about family members   Like I can't point out your grandma to niggaz   Damn you was my man like crew dawg   Don't make me change your body frame to blue fog   The Q is the borrow of true dons   Any disrespect nigga we chose arms   Will it be gilmore or crowes?      Nigga act like ya know   Yeah   Ya betta take it slow   Motherfucker act like ya know   Mess around and body ya self   Don't body ya self