EPMD
by Nas

Album: King's Disease II (2021)
Charted: 79
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  • (Hit-Boy)

    E.P.M.D., we back in business
    I visualize what it is not what it isn't
    We at the mafia table, next to the kitchen
    Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million

    Look, hood theories
    Arnold Rothstein rigged the World Series
    Gotti ran every union in the city
    N-A-S do it B-I-G like Biggie
    Leadin' like Huey Newton did
    Nigga, that's how official the revolution is
    Feds holdin' cameras up and they zoomin' in
    Don't be surprised when niggas show you they true intent
    Ruthless, they'll tie up your wife and kids
    While you talkin' on Clubhouse, the guns out
    This ain't a audio chat, boy, this audio crack
    Social media platforms, they rattin' on
    Facebook, Google, Apple, Microsoft, Amazon
    Some say it's Babylon
    Took the property over, since Hampton gone
    Who said we couldn't get cash this long, last this long
    Platinum cards with our ratchets on
    Laid back, ox blood seats with the hazards on

    E.P.M.D., we back in business
    I visualize what it is not what it isn't
    We at the mafia table, next to the kitchen
    Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million (ooh)

    Murcielago mob flow
    '20 Chevy Tahoe's
    And I'm sittin' low, I am not hidin' though
    Condos in different time zones
    Way before y'all was double cuppin' the Styrofoam
    Come on thug, had to lay it down in lamest terms, yeah
    Want me to turn up a notch? Just say the word, yeah
    Hit told me to chill, just lay the verse
    You know my thoughts get crazy, thinkin' 'bout shit from the '80s
    Buckin' like Tom Brady, ballin' like Kyrie and KD
    Will had the medallion, emblem of a Mercedes
    Way before Mike Amiri when all the Nike's was Penny's
    Killin' niggas for sneakers, had to skate through the envy
    Supreme sold for a few billi' (few billi')
    If I sell my masters I need a trilli' (needa trilli')
    It was go get it, now it's gimme (run it)
    And we ain't relyin' on no stimmies

    E.P.M.D., we back in business
    I visualize what it is not what it isn't
    We at the mafia table, next to the kitchen
    Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million

    Mob shit
    Legitimate
    You couldn't even calculate this shit
    Yeah
    Unsurmountable shit
    Yeah, uh
    It's too serious Writer/s: Chauncey Hollis Jr., Nasir Jones
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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