Masta Ace - Acknowledge lyrics

[Nas] "Pay homage, respect .." Yeah, one-two.. [Nas] "..Acknowledge the rep" Uhnnh.. I don't know what you cats was thinking.. [Nas] "Pay homage, respect .." Musta been crazy.. [Nas] "..Acknowledge the rep" To step up on stage, at CMJ, mention my name? [Verse One] I hear these cats, but I ain't listening A little faint dissing, a little scratch, a little paint missin' But I still gleam and glisten, hot like a stream of piss 'n I'm about to have ya whole team wishing That you never got this sh** started You about to be dearly departed, you gotta be nearly retarded To let me hear my name mention, try'na gain attention Now I'm runnin' through this game lynchin' And I heard a few cats tryna take shots on the low These XFL rappers tryna f** with a real pro One thing; who named y'all the High and the Mighty? To me, ya'll just sound like a couple of High Whities You had to be on mad coke and XTC, To think for a second, you can stand next to me Look, don't ever again mention my name in ya freestyles Or I cut off ya transmission faster than Lee Miles And I heard ya album, this must be something you're new at 'Cause I rather hear a Lil' Wayne/Lil' Zane duet My cellphone stay ringin', like a slap in the ear So I hope y'all don't plan on making rap a career Cause ever since Heav' was in Vernon I been burnin' Next year, y'all be up in Rawkus, interning And I shoulda let it known what your government names are To make sure you +Take It Personal+ like Gang Starr, motherf**ers [Guru] "I got one lyric, pointed at your head for start Another one, is pointed at your weak a** heart" And that go for any other so called rapcats, in the game [Nas] "Pay homage, respect" [Nas] "Acknowledge the rep" [Guru] "Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display" And believe me, I ain't forget about him, naw [Nas] "Pay homage, respect" Nope.. [Nas] "Acknowledge the rep" Just you wait.. [Nas] "Acknowledge the rep" [Verse Two] Yo, yeah I heard of the Boogiemann when I was a youth, scary And I found out that he was as fake as a tooth-fairy Since my last mission this n***a's been a**-kissing I took a minute, I gave your single a fast listen Tell me this, no pot to piss in? How you dissin' You group holmes are about to report that you missing And I don't know who was worse, the track or the verse I'ma get to your producer, but I'm smacking you first See I couldn't even find one n***a that heard of you I did find a few cats that wanted to murder you But I told 'em "Chill", I let 'em know you was my son And I promise I can pay support to you twenty-one Consider me the clothes on your back and a warm meal Who knows, this might just get you a deal And the day that your album go on sale for the first hour Just remember like Nas n***a, +I Gave You Power+ I figured I give ya some help, cause you need lots I make your producer change his name to Speed Nottz Tell him I say "f** him!" for doing the tracks Matter of fact, f** Fat Beats, for doing the wax I'ma diss you via e-mail and then through a fax I'ma diss you by two-way, I ain't gon' never relax I'ma diss you over fast, slow track or no track If your sh** wasn't so wack, I dissed you to yo' track You that little fish that I catch and I throw back And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle f**in' with me? You better off trying to hit lotto And don't answer back, this is hard sh** to follow And you can't spit n***a, so you obviously must swollow, motherf**er..