| #9: Nas |
| "The D.A.'s on the roof tryin to, watch us and knock us And killer coppers, even come through in helicopters I drink a little Vodka spark an L and hold a glock for The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and spot runners Think it can't happen til I, trap em and clap em And leave em done, won't even run about gods I don't believe in none of that shit, you're facts is backwards." "Represent", 1994 |