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The Inferno (50 Cent diss) - Nas
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The Inferno (50 Cent diss) Nas

The Inferno (50 Cent diss) - Nas
U never felt the inferno so internal
Want beef I heat it up like digornio
U not a general, u not even the Colonel
You should've kept "the Quran" in your journal
You homo thugs, I'll never show homos love
Your flow so so cuz, I smoke you dolo son
Your man Banks all in gay pornos son
Talk of new york? Nah the laughingstock of New York
Like Vermont I'm ON TOP of New York
Yeah her milkshake brought me to the yard
Pockets growing while Iovine watch u starve
I'm popping dimes while u dropping dimes
Nigga stay outta mines, u feeling ostracized?
And you getting popped another time
You salty cuz me and Hov squashed the beef?
Address me properly,or I'll light you up like a Christmas tree
Nasir, son of a god, son of a Globetrotter
You a son of a bitch, son of a muffler
Drink your vitamin water, and duck these banana clips
I got the baddest bitch, while your faggot ass jacking dicks
What's left of your career, I'll vanish it, you can't re establish it
This ain't Jeffrey ATKINS, your managers can't handle it

Welcome to the inferno
Make u bitch niggas burn slow
If u the general, I'm the Colonel
Smoke u hoes like I burn dro
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