EPMD Nas (Ft. Hit-Boy)

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[Intro]
Hit-Boy

[Chorus]
EPMD, we back in business
I visualize what it is, not what it isn't
We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' a million

[Verse 1]
Look, hood theories
Arnold Rothstein rigged the World Series
Gotti ran every union in the city
N-A-S do it B-I-G like Biggie, leadin' like Huey Newton did
Nigga, that's how official the revolution is
Feds holdin' cameras up and they zoomin' in
Don't be surprised when niggas show you they true intent
Ruthless, they'll tie up your wife and kid
While you talkin' on Clubhouse, the guns out
This ain't a audio chat, boy, this audio crack
Social media platforms they rattin' on
Facebook, Google, Apple, Microsoft, Amazon
Some say it's Babylon, took the property over since Hampton gone
Who said we couldn't get cash this long, last this long?
Platinum cars with our ratchets on
Laid back, oxblood seats with the hazards on