[Hook]
The villain (x3)
[Verse 1]
Ventilation on a piece of paper
In a notebook full of rhymes, I preach to kids of my time
To stay outta trouble and make they lives worth double
Of what they put into this hell
Inhale the vapors as my n***as get outta jail, cuz they baby mommas ain't wanna post bail
Oh well, I guess life done changed
Ever since 6th grade, I always wanted to be in the game
Hall of fame, to be on top and not flop
And everybody say my name
N-A-S to thee t-y
Understand what it means, and I guess you'll know why I be k**ing it in these streets
This rhyme is kinda weak, but before next week
I'll have your b**h in my sheets
Dodging the 5-O
Will I ever snitch, n***a hell no
[Hook]
[verse 2]
We gotta stupid kind of mindset
And all we like to do is get girls coochie wet
But when the p**y drip and they miss a cycle and have yo kid
You gon run out his life cause you ain't ready for that sh**
Think about what you did, think about those kids
Think about how life is outside those vids
Outside those movies
Outside the club
Why all these young black kids trynna be a thug?
It's cuz they need that love, and they need that hug
Recognition is thee reason why I'm in this position
Cause I didn't get enough attention
Well ima make sure that everybody knows my name
N-A-S to thee t-y
Figure out what it means and you'll see why I'm trynna make it out this jungle alive
So I can strive and survive in this industry
Yes n***as will hate on me
No expiration date on me, that means I will never stop
Won't get shot, I don't wanna end up like 2Pac
No disrespect, but I'll still am thee techs at ya neck
So n***a don't disrespect my set
This is a warning sign for all you whack rappers
Who have blown up faster with all that chatter
I'm coming to destroy each one of y'all
And if you want thee beef just give me a call
[Skit]