[chorus]
you motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
i can´t control it, can´t hold it, it´s so nuts
i take a sip of that yak, i wanna fuck
i take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
but really what´s amazing is how i keep blazing
towel under the door smoke until the days end
puff, puff then pass, don´t fuck up rotation
hpnotic for henny, now nigga that´s your chaser
turn nothin to something now pimpin´ that´s a savior
best things are green now pimp and get your paper
high off the ground instead of skyscraper
too low thinkin´ we local, come on homie, we major

we major (come on, homie, we major) [repeat]

feeling better than some head on a sunday afternoon
better than a chick that say yes to soon
until you have a daughter, that´s what i call karma
and you pray to god she don´t grow breasts too soon.
projects to´ up, gang signs is thrown up
niggas hats broke off that´s how we grow up
why else you think shorty´s write rhymes just to blow up?
get they first car and then irs show up
he ain´t never had shit but he had that nine
nigga come through flickin´ and he had that shine
put two and two together in a little bad weather
gon´ be a whole family on that funeral line
ask the reverand was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl through school
that´s all i want like wino´s want they good whisky
i ain´t in the klan, but i brought my hood with me

[chorus]
you motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
i can´t control it, can´t hold it, it´s so nuts
i take a sip of that yak, i wanna fuck
i take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
but really what´s amazing is how i keep blazing
towel under the door smoke until the days end
puff, puff then pass, don´t fuck up rotation
hpnotic for henny, now nigga that´s your chaser
turn nothin to something now pimpin´ that´s a savior
best things are green now pimp and get your paper
high off the ground instead of skyscraper
too low thinkin´ we local, come on homie, we major

[nas:]
i heard the beat and i ain´t know what to write
first line, should it be about the hos or the ice?
four-four´s or black christ? both flows would be nice
rap about big paper or the black man´s plight
at the studio consol asked my man to the right
what this verse sound like, should i freestyle or write?
he said, nas, what the fans want is illmatic, stillmatic
picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what i feel
been like 12 years since a nigga first signed
now i´m a free agent
and i´m thinking it´s time
to build my very own motown
cuz rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
and it hurts to see these companies be stealing the life
and i love to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic
so y´all copped the lps and y´all fiends got dealt
i´m jesse jackson on the balcony where king got killed
i survived the livest niggas around
lasting longer than more than half of you clowns
look, i used to cook before i had the game took
either way my change came like sam cooke.

feeling better than i ever felt before today
like better late than never is orientation
still we can make it better throwing all your cares away

[chorus]
you motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
i can´t control it, can´t hold it, it´s so nuts
i take a sip of that yak, i wanna fuck
i take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
but really what´s amazing is how i keep blazing
towel under the door smoke until the days end
puff, puff then pass, don´t fuck up rotation
hpnotic for henny, now nigga that´s your chaser
turn nothin to something now pimpin´ that´s a savior
best things are green now pimp and get your paper
high off the ground instead of skyscraper
too low thinkin´ we local, come on homie, we major