Uh uh, yo

They plan was to knock me out the top of the game

But I overstand they truth is all lame

I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames

Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name

Nas - too real, Nas - true king

It's however you feel, g'head, you swing

Your arms too short to box with god

I don't kill soloists only kill squads

Fame went to they head, so now it's ";Fuck Nas";

Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys

I seen it comin

Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna' do what I do

Came in with my style, so I fathered you

I kept changin on the world since ";...Barbeque";

Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with

Fuck bitches I hit, it's funny I once said...

If I, ever make a record

I take a check and put something away for a rainy day to make my exit

But look at me now, ten years deep

Since the project, ??

I never asked to be top of rap's elite

Just a ghetto child tryna' learn the traps of the streets

But look at me now



[Chorus]

";You're the man"; ";You're the man";

";You're the man"; ";You're the man";

";You're the man"; ";You're the man";

";You're the man"; ";You're the man";

";You're the man"; ";You're the man";



But wait a sec', give me time to explain, women and fast cars

And diamond rings can poison a rap star

It's suicidal, how I smoke in so much la'

I saw a dead bird flyin through a broken sky

Wish I could flap wings and fly away

To where black kings and Ghana stay

So I could get on my flesh right away

But that'll be the day when it's peace

When my gat don't need to spray

When these streets are safe to play

Sex with death, indulge in these women