[Tim] It don't stop. [Nas] Can't stop. [Tim] Say what?. [Nas] Play your parts. [Tim] Uh-huh it don't stop. [Nas] Nas Esco'. [Tim] Say what? Huh uh-huh. [Tim] Uh-huh it don't stop. [Tim] Uh uh-huh uh uh uh. [Tim] It don't stop what?. [Nas] Yea yea Brave-hearts. [Tim] Guess what y'all? Check it. Verse One: Nas. I splash y'all dudes with gats I use. Ice dangle off my chest cause my cash improve. Nice knuckle game chip-toothed way of buck and change. I want the dough fuck the fame. Already made history y'all can have that that ain't shit to me. About to have my own Ascap and that's that. And plus a rotisserie instead of Kenny Rogers. and Benihana's y'all can eat plenty at Nas'. Buffet of lobsters dressed in Esco' boxers. With honies that sex so proper best flow since Rakim. Liver personification of drama. Describe my characteristics murder co-signer. Some will smoke embalmin fluid and vomit to it. I'm straight chronic yo it's atomic how I blew up. Same ol' G since I rocked Kangol's Lee's. Nothin changed but my bankroll still jig to the ankles. Chorus: Nas. Please to my niggaz. To my bitches to my gangsters. To my riders to my niggaz. To my bitches to my niggaz. To my riders to my gangsters. To my bitches to my niggaz. And fly assholes to my niggaz. To my bitches Timbaland and Esco'. [Mad Skillz]. Yo yo we rippin tracks it's like beatin beats with bats. Watchin crews change the views when the heat in they back. If you hear a click trust me you wouldn't hear clack. If you push it up front I got no choice but to pull it back. Your rhymes don't faze me I'm above em; half y'all raps is. born retarded now you out here tryin to get rid of em. You should be sick of it I posess no flaws. That's from the man that made your Head Nod til you Lick-ed his Balls. Verses I spit em when it's my turn to get em I got hot flows. I only do shows for burn victims. So cock this mic and bust out your back kill you. And then they gonna blame me for fuckin up rap. Who's fuckin with that? Skillz and Esco' it's on. When you speak in my direction watch your tone. From Q-B to V-A can't count the blocks we own. It's locked and sewn I repeat nigga watch your tone. Chorus. [Timbaland]. Yo commmmmme see. The big man with the diamonds and the fly Bentleys. Ladies loooooovve me; niggaz say. "Timbaland's really rappin what the fuck is up B?". Jeallllllousy. I kill niggaz with seven thangs most they jackin beats. I'm a eight digit niiggy. Maybe I just rebuild Titanic and send that out to see. What?. Chorus