Verse One: Nas My stripes show like regiments, military intelligenceMurder game, I leave no evidence — credentialsGo ask my pre-school, even talk to my old principalHe’d tell you how you I used to pack a No. 2 pencilStabbin students, grabbin teachers, Catholics, preachersIn the school staircase, cuttin class, passin my reeferIn my own class, operation […]
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