Nas - "The General (Salute Me)" lyrics

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[Swizz Beatz]

Yo man, it's a real game out here

Know what I'm sayin Nas'

Beats back in effect man

Swizz Beatz da monsta (what's poppin')

[Nas]

Get in line, everybody get in line

Listen the fuck up, to what's going down

Pay attention, aight'

[Chorus]x2

Niggas salute me, bitches salute me

The block salute me, the hood salute me

You should salute me, they should salute me

So fuck who you are

I'm the motherfuckin general

[Nas]

When I walk through everything stops, silence

Remain quiet, babies don't cry thugs don't buss

Cops cut off sirens, oxygen freeze

Noises to a minimun nigga, I pop and I squeeze

I represent the pain and struggle

Cut out your eyeballs then brain-fuck you

Yo you testin with death

I'm confronting the justice, expressing my voice to the public

They got to free some brothas or we kidnap the judges
They got to free some sistas or we kidnap the judges

They got to beat the system that's enslaving the poor

Our practicing, gun rages, they R's and .44's

Many fought teams and for green this is war

This is life and I'm the hardest, got ya label all scared

Callin up the radio, don't want my records to air

Y'all ain't playin fair, to every rapper in the game,

I'm comin fo y'all blood, make room for the king...Nas

[Chorus]x2

[Nas]

I'm the leader, that's it, nobody higher

Nobody touchin my crown, nobody dyin

Nobody smoother, harder, tougher, believe it

I'm much more smarter, much more strategic

Scholarships and hollow tips, a lot of walkin caskets

They talk a good one but there's never no action

And I'm the type to poison ya sista, twist her

Through wit her, put the gun in your face and make you hit her

Make you quiver -when they silhouette of a Don, Benson

Light up a Cu-ban, recite a few psalms

Enlighten you quick, teach you how a king wins wars

Keep your ears to the street, love your enemies more

'Cuz hate can frustrate, and confuse

Too eager you lose, patience, plan your attack then you move - ghetto

Green Berets, got freaks got hoes

who be jumpin out of movin cars and land at my feet - because

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