Nas - Brother's Keeper lyrics

[Raekwon] I flip the bronze e, watching King Kong in the palm Smoke alotta cheeba, chilling, cuz it's all about marketing Hold the mic, I'm hogging it, handle the goose sh** Word up, mixing the true sh**, my n***as'll shoot sh** Trees lean, we get it tight, we get f**ed right We up in the telly, lighting up with the crack light My mind calculation, attract like I'm counting peso's Out in turban caco's with some fake ho's The bling swing, a many mansion, a break phantom Floating through the town on some old new improved sh** Swerve coming through sh**, vandals in coupe sh**, yo Animal blue sh**, my scramblers move with A kingley, getting blunted to nine hundred Floating through the town on some old -- Coming through the town on some old -- [Chorus: Nas (Raekwon)] Turn up the mics, (the world is mine The world is, the world is, the world is mine) Turn up the mics (yeah, the whole world is mine) [Nas] I'm Nasty but f** b**hes, handcuff snitches Feed they nuts to pit bulls and plan more business Got s*uts on leashes walkin on all fours Have 'em eatin from dog bowls pettin' they heads Cause they love playin that role they s**y in bed Smokin bud' I'm outta control wish d**h on the feds Cup spills with Grey Goose watchin snuff films Laughin with dykes that wear patent leather with spikes My cheddar is right, Miami beach playin it low St. Barts rent a house and a boat Two hundred thou' on my throat That's only half of what my wife ice cost Phonecall, hearin another boss got his life lost Well, wipin' sand off of my toes Read a book called "Catcher in the rye", I chose Some Bob Marley then I plotted a scheme To make me and Bump Knux more rich Then I got me a team, he got 'em a team He tryin to buy G-force with missile launchers Tired of walkin' around with beef, with that pistols on us C-4's better I'm callin up some B-More k**ers To come and bleed you As sure as the sun's in the sky you'll surely die You washed up, f** your people Your money ain't as long as mine you dumb and you foul Who you tryin to squeeze all this f** with Alzheimer's disease We the new breed, n***a, turn up the mics [Outro: Raekwon] Yeah, you know where I'm from, I'm from Staten Island, man Word up, ya'll know it as Shaolin, I call it Staten Island, man Cuz n***as get they legs broke, when they try to front, man f** it, he rhyme? He talking sh**, let's break his fingers, man Can't write no more, word up, we specialize in choking n***as Throwing n***as in cars, driving off and sh** Open the door on your a**, you know how them Pontiac days went