Lake:
'My revolution is as real as Bobby Seale's,
I build with dudes and cribs worth a quarter mill, in Dix Hills
For fishscale, to cop guns, the time come
I'll mask up and get my comrade off the bus
Fuck the beef I'll snatch your seed, from Chuckie Cheese
And feed him to the rats in the back of the P's
Black fatigues and AR-15's on the sofa
50 inch flat screen Louie Vitton holdsters
My motions don't appeal to repel at divisions
I did it strong for 7 long years in prison, fuck the system
I'm like a modern day Hitler, black gorilla, Crip and Blood in one n***a
Only killas know my face
I beat a case for shooting at the po-lice, n***, the name Lake!
Though simultaneously the street revolution
21 gun salute the new Huey Newton'
And this really hits the mark, When Nas and Lake went back and fourth...
'Uh, And listen more talk less
Watch all and trust none, demand your respect
And be ready to die for what you believe in
And ride all the time not just when convenient'
'Strong rule the weak, but the wise rule the strong
It's more to a war than just getting it on
Conceal your form, cover your tracks
Stay prepared I don't care if no one's spared'