Mo’ Money, Mo’ Murder (Homicide) AZ (Ft. Nas)

[Part 1]

[Intro]
We'd be bigger than the Jews, bigger than the Irish
You can run the whole fucking country
You could be the next John D. Rockerfeller
Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit
But the bigger we get
The more we're taking from other people

[Verse 1: Nas]
Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery
That was lightning and rain drops
I'm tied up in a basement cocaine spot like Bangkok
I'm blindfold, Vietnam type mind control, this torture
His accent sounds like the rarest culture
Asking me, my atrophy stabbing me gradually
Says his attribute was satanic, masonic, ironic
I felt reminded of my fast life ventures and winters
Blind until the flashlight enters

[Verse 2: AZ]
Yo, dunn, before the sunset
Call connect, get all the TECs
I'm vexed, this nigga sold for sex
Lost respect, let's off his neck
My caliber got me thinking on a higher algebra
See, me, I'm just as foul as ya, but you ain't got no style in ya
I'm into bigger cheddar, Gs and better
Armarettos, Armani sweaters
Plus, these crabs could never dead us