Dj Clue - Desert Storm lyrics

Yo this Nas n***as whuttup? QB Album coming, n***as ill Will, Bravehearts My n***a DJ Clue - put this sh** on these n***as Desert Storm baby 2000! A Drug dealers dream - flip his last Ki out the game Cause entertainment money now is off the chain I put blunts in n***as caskets, lost in the game I learned about pain, bodies burnt in drug game But I'm neva gon' die, I neva heard of d**h Energy could neva be destroyed Only the flesh, when you n***as try to murder me With bullets to my head This is why you can't k** me n***as I'm already dead, BRING IT! I'm busting, bodies fall in the cemetery Black blood raining on the street All you n***as, buried y'all! n***as just came home, fresh out the state greens Five time felon, thinking he jelling in Queens It's pitiful - what a bid could do, especially federal Y'all young thugs wilding, see prison Got a bed for you waiting, I clapped that Satan But thought I was dreaming I woke up masturbating in the bed with demons I cried with every bit of strength of my small body This is the life I chose, under God I'm tiny Hard to find me, I popped up, lock shot-up You can't B.I., see I'm eternal, not luck You get shot-up, boxed-up next for the grave Your flow is one dimensional, your level is 2nd grade You're on top - WHAT? Copy and f**, I said it first, you repeated Your false crown covered in dirt - defeated Y'all n***as all hail, the King is dead He running like a b**h with his tail between his legs 'Stillmatic', still eye 4 an eye, wanna be God You're just the next rapper to die, f**ing with Nas