[Intro: Black Ice]
Yo, yo Nas
Big and Pac didn't like you, man
So get off they dick please, man
This is Ice and Cormega, man
Comin' for you, faggot!!

[Verse 1: Cormega]
A n***a named Nas think he live like me
Now it's on 'till he R.I.P, the odds might be against me
You real, convince me, I think you a bitch
Pardon me Nas, I think you suck dick
When the last time you came to Queensbridge to see the kids
Speak to Ill Will mom's, or gave cheese to Wiz?
Street Dreams don't put me in the fridge
You a hossa, a greedy pig
Junior Mafia was eatin' wit Big
Jay let Bleek and 'em live
Norey got Capone comfortable
All ya mans ever do is smoke blunts with you
Fuck a Willy Esco outfit, n***a, I'm about chips
Look at my crew we all got whips

[Verse 2]
Nasty Nas all ya life you praised me
Your daughter might be Jay-Z
Illmatic was real 'cause you was tryin' to portray me, matter of fact
Time for Sony to pay me
For life's a bitch, God forbid the bitch divorce me
Street Dreams and every other rhyme you got off me
I shoulda kept the rhymes for me
Fuck it, now the whole world know
Who coward ass Nas tryna be
You was broke, Killa was buyin' ya weed
Ya Lex got repossessed, I had mines on the street
You shoulda kept it real wit Nature
Steve Stoute taught you how to deal wit paper
Kings lose crowns, and kingdoms fall
When ya queen move foul, obviously she's
Jay-Z's boo now, what should he do now?
[Verse 3]
Off the throne when the fours get blown
Lake can't save you, Lord is just fold
Big's last words was "You lost it homes"
You the reason Ill Will is in a coffin', yo
When he got shot, you was too soft to roll
Talkin' 'bout you a brave Pac
Nah you a fake Pac
I get down and take blocks, you bend down and take cock
Cause Chris Lightys behind you, get it?
My n***as'll find you drippin'
You give ya n***as nothin', the diamonds, the bitches
I got shot ain't no denying I did but I was sendin' fire at n***as
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout bitch!!,
Uh
Poetry

[Verse 4],
Check it, I had One Love for n***as, those days are over
Halftime expired, the game is over
It ain't hard to tell, you pay n***as, not to rob you
Life's A Bitch and so are you
I Am, a nightmare to Street Dreams
My New York State Of Mind will outshine ya weak team
Take a trip down Memory Lane
N***as had ya ride in flames
You didn't represent n***a you cried in pain
If The World Is Yours n***a why you hide ya chain?
If ya girl is yours, I won't even go there, uh
My n***as, respected, yours is labeled cowards
If rap is a gun, I Gave You Power
You better watch them n***as, that's close to you
Or I'mma pop them n***as
If you could see the future, what's the outcome, n***a
It Was Written, you think you a thug
You rule the world, I'mma Take It In Blood
You a Suspect n***a wit a Live N***a's Rap
I'm sendin' you The Message, ya rhymes are wack
One time for the mind, I'mma make you bow
And I'll prove who's the illest, so Hate Me Now
[Outro]
Uh
Bitch ass n***a
N***a talkin' 'bout motherfuckin'
I got snuff, who the fuck snuffed me? Yo Nas that's my word, I'm airin' you
Nah I'm sayin'
Just keep them police out my business, know I'm sayin'
N***as know my shit rang
'92 [?] up for me
Big motherfuckin' dog from [?] my man [?]
'90 motherfuckin' 345 Midstate
'90 fuckin' 6, home wit a deal
Duggin' you out n***a
The fuck you talkin' 'bout, dat's why n***a said "I'ma gangsta"
Never said I'm Nino Brown
Nino Brown's a fuckin' snitch, n***a
I'm motherfuckin' Montana
And my man Ice gon' get at chall n***as
Yeah
Y'all n***as know...........