Rap Rushmore N.O.R.E. (Ft. Capone, Cormega & Nature)

[Intro]
We on top of the world
On top of the game

[Verse 1: Nature]
Yo, Yo
I turn it up like the stove on
In Miami Marvin’ out with whole bomb
I got fiends that been waiting for a whole month
Niggas still tryna sell them what they don’t want
I run around higher than the age rate
Big 9s on my side never aim straight
100 grams but it’s looking more like 6
5 rounds with the champion the fight’s fixed
4 EPs dropping in the same year
3 Clubs a night, Henny in the same year
2 Hoes a town when we on a world tour
Everyday been the same since ‘04
Money, money, money, money, money, money, credit
Getting too much of it now we burn it up or shred it
Spend it in the strip club or may then we bet it
Top of the game now I wonder where we headed

[Verse 2: N.O.R.E]
This is New York, guerilla rhymes
Stop signs, killer crimes
Old niggas reminisce, dream bout the benefits
Talk about they day when they was doin they shit
Hand to hand fights all day we just spray shit
Nowadays they do a crime on Vine
Record they own self, evidence for one-time
The reason you got caught with your work
Because you was on Instagram with the same damn shirt
I don’t like niggas checking ma phone
I got dick pics that I send to dick chicks
Chicks drink cum like a mystic
Exquisite
I ain’t going trip shit
I just rip shit
Stripper bowl, tip shit
I used to have a chick named Monica
All she wanted do is run drills with Veronica
Always had something in her mouth, thermometer
Fuck it, a 100 miles per hour