Soundtrack to the Streets Kid Capri (Ft. Nas)

[Kid] Yeahhhhh!
[Nas] Uhh, QB
[Kid] All the people in the place!
It's the one and only Kid Capri
[Nas] Uhh, TM nigga
[Kid] Along with my man Nas Escobar
[Nas] Ill Will
[Kid] We about to take this one all around the world
So y'all feel this one, come on!

Verse One: Nas

My antidote to the dope add drugs in the party
Pistol-whippin' your body lyrical odyssey
Y'all ain't smoke real shit less y'all smokin' with me
And y'all ain't heard real shit, til you heard it from me
Escobar, I toasted with Frank White, to this new era
Of gangster life, slangin words in the mic
Thanks to the life, I urge y'all to write pain
You a whore to the war, I remain a virgin that's tight
This game I'mma run til it's done, stack my funds
Packin' guns, clean each gat, once a month
Hope ya toast carry heavy as the vest on your chest
Hope you squeeze it cause you're only safe from stomach to chest
Everything else left open, I'm smokin'
Next to your balls, police won't even question at all
It's the Esc- to the -bar, connects in P.R
Overlord of rap, U.S., France to Ecuador