Ether-Nas

[00:00.00] 作词 : Nasir Jones/Rondell Turner [00:01.00] 作曲 : Nasir Jones/Rondell Turner [00:05.44]（"**** Jay-Z"） [00:06.25]What's up nigga, ay yo, I know you ain't talking 'bout me dog [00:09.76]You, what? [00:10.91]（"**** Jay-Z"） [00:11.97]You been on my **** *****, you love my style, ***** [00:15.14]（"**** Jay-Z"） [00:15.88] [00:16.29]（I） **** with your soul like ether [00:17.88]（Will） Teach you the king you know you [00:19.08]（Not） "God's son" across the belly [00:20.60]（Lose） I prove you lost already [00:22.23] [00:22.40]Brace yourself for the main event [00:24.62]Y'all impatiently waiting [00:25.51]It's like an AIDS test, what's the results? [00:27.93]Not positive, who's the best? Pac, Nas and Big [00:30.91]Ain't no best, East, West, North, South, flossed out, greedy [00:34.67]I embrace y'all with napalm [00:36.78]Blows up, no guts, left chest, face gone [00:39.63]How could Nas be garbage? [00:41.02]Semi-autos at your cartilage [00:42.82]Burner at the side of your dome, come outta my throne [00:45.71]I got this, locked since '9-1 [00:48.30]I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't influenced [00:51.38]Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas [00:54.27]With Hawaiian Sophie fame, kept my name in his music [00:57.36]Check it [01:00.78] [01:01.31]（I） **** with your soul like ether [01:02.33]（Will） Teach you the king you know you [01:03.83]（Not） "God's son" across the belly [01:04.45]（Lose） I prove you lost already [01:06.38] [01:07.11]Ay yo, pass me the ****, pour my ashes out on these ****** man （no doubt） [01:08.28]Ay, y'all f****ts, y'all kneel and kiss the f****ng ring [01:10.06] [01:10.25]（I） **** with your soul like ether [01:11.19]（Will） Teach you the king you know you [01:12.28]（Not） "God's son" across the belly [01:13.74]（Lose） I prove you lost already [01:14.69] [01:15.42]I've been f****d over, left for dead, dissed and forgotten [01:18.59]Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten [01:21.25]Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave （uh） [01:24.55]Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face [01:27.07]Y'all some "well wishers," friendly acting, envy hiding snakes [01:29.92]With your hands out for my money, man, how much can I take? [01:32.68]When these streets keep calling, heard it when I was sleep [01:35.85]That this Gay-Z and C**kafella Records wanted beef [01:38.57]Started c**king up my weapon, slowly loading up this ammo [01:41.80]To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can handle [01:44.55]This for dolo and it's manuscript, just sound stupid [01:47.68]When KRS already made an album called Blueprint [01:50.71]First, Biggie's ya man, then you got the nerve to say that you better than Big [01:54.81]**** sucking lips, why not you let the late, great veteran live [01:58.36] [01:58.73]（I...will...not...lose） [02:01.39]"God's son" across the belly, I prove you lost already [02:04.07]The king is back, where my crown at? [02:06.60]（Ill...will） Ill Will rest in peace, let's do it ****** [02:09.23]（I） **** with your soul like ether [02:10.25]（Will） Teach you the king you know you [02:11.66]（Not） "God's son" across the belly [02:12.98]（Lose） I prove you lost already [02:14.34] [02:14.90]Y'all ****** deal with emotions like b*****s [02:17.26]What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my brother [02:19.09]You traded your soul for riches [02:20.72]My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous [02:22.95]And now I smile like a proud dad, watching his only son that made it [02:26.47]You seem to be only concerned with dissing women [02:29.19]Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly? [02:32.45]Well life is hard, hug me, don't reject me [02:34.91]Or make records to disrespect me, blatent or indirectly [02:37.96]In '88 you was getting chased through your building [02:40.78]Calling my crib and I ain't even give you my numbers [02:43.84]All I did was gave you a style for you to run with [02:46.96]Smiling in my face, glad to break bread with the god [02:49.75]Wearing Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars [02:52.62]No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case [02:55.73]Just Hawaiian s*irts, hanging with little Chase [02:58.79]You a fan, a phony, a fake, a *****, a Stan [03:01.93]I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate class [03:05.03]You Tae-bo hoe, tryna' work it out, you tryna' get brolic? [03:08.77]Ask me if I'm tryna' kick knowledge [03:10.38]Nah, I'm tryna' kick the shit you need to learn though [03:13.57]That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow [03:16.51]Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy? [03:19.10]Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he's Puffy [03:22.50]Rockefeller died of AIDS, that was the end of his chapter [03:25.46]And that's the guy y'all chose to name your company after? [03:28.21]Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas [03:31.33]And now y'all try to take my spot, fellas? [03:33.69]Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas [03:37.16]In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas [03:40.12]Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her puss [03:42.97]What you think, you getting girls now 'cause of your looks? [03:45.97]Ne-gro please [03:47.64]You no mustache having, with whiskers like a rat [03:50.65]Compared to Beans you wack [03:51.87]And your man stabbed Un and made you take the blame [03:54.63]You ass, went from Jaz to hanging with Caine, to Herb, to Big [03:58.53]And, Eminem murdered you on your own shit [04:00.93]You a ****-riding f****t, you love the attention [04:03.84]Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons [04:06.61]Ha, R-O-C get gunned up and clapped quick [04:10.28]J.J. Evans get gunned up and clapped quick [04:12.73]Your whole damn record label gunned up and clapped quick [04:15.69]Shawn Carter to Jay-Z, damn you on Jaz **** [04:19.01]So little shorty's getting gunned up and clapped quick [04:21.78]How much of Biggie's rhymes is gonna come out your fat lips? [04:24.53]Wanted to be on every last one of my classics [04:27.57]You pop shit , apologize, nigga, just ask Kiss [04:30.86]