Don't Body Ya Self Lyrics - Nas

Hope y'all make it through the storm 

You know what though, I love the rain man 

A lot you cats are runnin your mouths 

Your runnin your mouths crazy 

Think y'all got to ease up though, you know 

Ease up fore somethin happen man 

We don't want that 

At least you don't 

Be easy man 

Tell you how it feels to be on top of the world 

But y'all nigga betta take it slow 

Don't body ya self 

Don't body ya self 

Don't body ya self nigga 

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Yeah, yeah 

Everybody get low niggaz 

Dedicated to the fuck Nas coalition 

Touch my dough I'm lettin .40 cals blow nigga 

Not cals with four legs 

But cals with more lead 

That add up more dead 

It's on nigga 

I'm a bury them 

Niggaz don't want beef they vegetarian 

Scared of pussy you climbed out a caesarian 

I push ya grown ass back in your mothers womb 

You need nine more months 

Your crews nine more punks 

You rhyme on stuff and claim I didn't sign y'all up 

If I sign y'all I'm on dust 

Ya we from the same hood but nigga what?! 

When y'all was tryin to rap y'all was makin me proud 

Man now you fucked up, down on your luck, runnin your mouth man 

Why don't be a real man, say you need a lil help 

And I might help your ass off the shelf 

But noooo, you're bein disrespectful 

Thinkin son so cool that he won't check you 

Stand down, the king is home 

Queens is on, NASDAQ, Dow Jones 

Photos 

Don't body ya self 

Crazy 

Take it slow man 

Slow down 

Take it slow motherfucker 

Don't body ya self 

Let's listen 

Let's just listen 

Don't body ya self 

Listen 

Slow down though man 

Slow down 

Ya'll gotta take it slow 

I am De Niro after Am.Ex. commercials and "The Fockers" 

With Martin Scorsese after Gangs Of New York could rock this 

Back together with the master plan 

The rebirth of Langston Hughes, I'm that man 

I'm in the streets like old graffiti 

I'm hearin wankstas talkin greasy 

Whether broke or rich my friend 

Nasir bring that career to an end 

And I'm bored with you MCs B 

Ya'll beneath me 

And my raps bring horror like a board of Ouiji 

Of course I'm the king, get my shine on 

And I blind y'all cause they call me "The Lord of the Rings" 

Pinky heavy man, big stones in the weddin ban 

Smell of brimstone back from Hell again 

Next verse gets worse from God's son to Devil's sin 

Ya'll need to take it slow 

Don't body ya self 

Motherfucker act like ya know (05') 

Motherfucker better take it slow 

Don't body ya self 

They say Jada defeated him 

Joe to street for him 

What's next? I guess it's for Nas to ether him 

Ya'll awaiting an MC burial 

This is ethereal, FM stereo to XM radio 

What does it mean, ethereal? Hmm.. whether heavenly or spiritual 

Extreme, delicately like in a way that seems too perfect for this world 

Man that is riteous, faithful and keeps law 

Will surely live to cleanse the soverend Lord 

And you are none of the above 

So you a sucka for death if I'm a sucka for love 

And ya wanna know why I don't got an answer niggaz 

Cause I truely understand these niggaz 

Scared of me so they talk about family members 

Like I can't point out your grandma to niggaz 

Damn you was my man like crew dawg 

Don't make me change your body frame to blue fog 

The Q is the borrow of true dons 

Any disrespect nigga we chose arms 

Will it be gilmore or crowes? 

Nigga act like ya know 

Yeah 

Ya betta take it slow 

Motherfucker act like ya know 

Mess around and body ya self 

Don't body ya self