Nas Escobar:
Yeah, I`d like to welcome everybody that came
I know that I woke y`all up early this mornin`, but shit is real
I need all y`all to come down
so we can talk about these things that`s going on man
It`s gettin` real
Wizard:
Escobar, reportoire, that`s my man
Blowin` up how we expand
Stack grands up, pack vans up, with wild cats
Bustin` live gats
Claimin` that you illa than me, now how`s that
In the Bridge hangin` wit the thug menaces
Images of mad loot, and beatin` sentences
Now we livin` large, remininscin` flippin` on prison guards
Jumpin` in and out of different cars
On a weekly, Benz or Mitsubishi
Got the flip phone in the strip zone
Satellite dish, 50 inch with the Knicks on
Everday it`s real in my life, you live in sitcoms
Real Dons, bustin` out this hustlin` game with the name
See it lights, bitch get it right
Scorsese, capo, black Mercedes
Miami in back, with the crack, the late 80`s
Brown Timbs, and thousands
Now we on to some real doe
How does it feel to count a mil?
What you bug?
Throw a party and show love
to the same cats after your stacks who throw slugs