Ether Remix-Nas & Common

[00:05.44]（"f**k jay-z"） [00:06.25]what's up niggas, ay yo, i know you ain't talking 'bout me dog [00:09.76]you, what? [00:10.91]（"f**k jay-z"） [00:11.97]you been on my dick nigga, you love my style, nigga [00:15.14]（"f**k jay-z"） [00:15.88] [00:16.29]（i） f**k 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） f**k 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 weed, pour my ashes out on these niggas man （no doubt） [01:08.28]ay, y'all faggots, y'all kneel and kiss the f**king ring [01:10.06] [01:10.25]（i） f**k 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**ked 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 cockafella records wanted beef [01:38.57]started cocking 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]dick 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 niggas [02:09.23]（i） f**k 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 niggas deal with emotions like bitches [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 shirts, hanging with little chase [02:58.79]you a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, 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 dick-riding faggot, 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 dick [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]