[Nas]
Chicago, you´re still shootin´ up
And Boston, y´all still shootin´ up (Yeah)
And Queensbridge stay shootin´ up
Even in Wichita, it´s wicked, y´all

[Nas]
You see a mic stand lit up under the spotlight
A silhouette of a man slayin´ beats that knock right
I treasure whenever niggas or rhetoricals hit
Orchestral tracks and nail it, smooth black velvet
And rap intelligent, but then it´s just a low percent
Who blow on some Nas, B.I.G., and Hova shit
No offense but I was over with findin´ young spitters whose names I remember
Dave, Jay Rozay
Dissin´ your idols kill your future ´less your idol souped up
Jamaica Ave Nas, cherry drop, couped up
Still hittin´ clubs grimy niggas occasionally shoot up

Bang-bang, pow-pow, these snorters still toot up
My dead granddad came to my cousin through a psychic
I don´t really like it, pay prices for afterlife advice gets
Kinda double jumbled, prefer to take my chances
Who gets out alive? Nobody got the answers
All we got is questions
I told my bitch she hit the genetic lottery
Love it when she lie to me
A friendship is built over time and trust too
But trust is a contract that constantly needs to be renewed
For peace and solitude
Peace and solitude, p-p-p-peace and solitude
Trust me and love me, I trust you and love you
Could you, could you, could you really show love?
Like a tree fallin´ in the middle of the forest

Nobody heard your shit drop, it´s really garbage
How come rappers you claimin´ I got my style from
Never pile one-tenth of my mint?
No diss to them, men who got it in, this is now, that was then
Different style, different Benz, it´s clear there´s a difference
You resortin´ to, uh, distortin´ the truth
Grindin´, my offspring needs juice, walk in my shoes

[Dave East]
Yo, big bro, I´m from the ice pick era, light-skinned terror
Thought I could sell this dope until my life get better
Hieroglyphics, got ´em tatted on us, so it´s hard to miss us

Reminiscin´ my uncle sniffin´ the Lionel Richie
Soul Train over breakfast, Lexus across the Triborough
They not thorough, how you my brother? You not Errol

[Nas]
Soul Train over breakfast, Lexus across the Triborough
You not thorough, you not my brother, you not Jungle
A whisper of death, a kiss of life
From Sade lips, my wish for life
My neck wearin´ exotic material, so excited I´m still here with you
I cried about it with a sinister smile
What´s notable, I been winnin´ awhile, I´m a dazzler

Ancient astronaut from the Dogon Tribe, gangster tatted up
Time travelin´ Nas, how I´m unravelin´ this major paper
And blast niggas like a Navy laser?
System activated, board the cabin, orderly fashion
I´m glad you made it, I´m the captain, flight time, three minutes
Won´t be servin´ lunch or dinner
Your comfort is my concern, you could burn it if you feel it
We´ll be cruisin´ at forty thousand feet
Your in-flight movie is Godfather 4 starrin´ me and Dave East

[Dave East]
First class for the whole flight, go ´head and lean your seat back

No lunch or dinner menu, but got champagne if you drink that
Stewardesses models, gelato, you could bring it on
The pilot cool, I snuck in the cabin so I could see the storm
Joe Clark, the one that they leanin´ on
I just took my shoes off, shorty across the aisle look like Lena Horne
Forty thousand feet, my wifi still crackin´
You niggas is still packin´, this flight about to land
Pick your seat up, secure your area, clean up your mess
Half the seats Louis Vuitton, we double G´d up the rest
We don´t even acknowledge the ones you seem to impress

Don´t forget your charger, we could fly whenever, be my guest