Poke of Trackmasters - Executive Decision lyrics

[Nas] Diamond cut vocals carved sculptures Gats and holsters, MAC's and four-fifths Do clap ferocious We smoke spliffs when the dro's lit hoes get hit Have them blow dick, blow the whole clique Jeeps, Tahoe, shoes be Salvatore Ferragamo Catch a h*mo, guns long like Mutombo From Atlanta Hawk, rap phantom, stalk y'all While we ban the pork, thought Fard taught y'all The god sports all dijon, four wheel Push the Range all year, vision a war near I lay it out for y'all, its money and ice That's how I'm running your wife Stay whipping that Vipe Clipping your life, down to pint size Firm slice pies, couple of trife guys in tinted up white 5's [Nature] Who's the first to set it? At times my thirst's pathetic Nature one of The Firm, our word's phonetic At seven digits, first cla** trips to some I'll never visit Outlook, remain pessimistic Used to jostle in hostile environments buying whips Cheating life out of its requirements Psychics predict that I'll be dying rich Until then catch me chilling, flying in a giant six On some next sh**, went from humble, now it's hectic Reminiscing when they use to call me desperate Minor drawbacks, I had to learn not to f** with small cats In fake cartier and straw hats Stick them on a mixtape, they think they're all that But just speeding through, never sounding reasonable son Whatever's the cost I know it's feasible Bought your way in the game, the rates is seasonal (Chorus) Nas If we keep going hard, we're gonna take this money Take money money take take money money Take money take take money money If we just play our part, we're gonna make this money Make money money make make money money Make money money make make money [AZ] You know how we're living, Firm sh** n***a Yo, circle through the orbit Stock bonds, I own corporate Rock velour sh** Filthy rich from Coke endorsements You must've lost sense My whole Firm we walk with offense I push a Porsche bent f** your main b**h off your expense Laws intense, high rates d**h throughout the tri-state Who violate? '98 Lex, NY plates Well modernized, wide body cup with foreign eyes You far behind, I'm rocking reptiles, you still in Karl Kani's Guard your eyes, mystical movements hard to size We harmonize and blew force that's way beyond the skies Love position, parlaying, ducking drug convictions Thug intentions every few months of this mission Its principles, master my square, no identicals Invisible, I've figured you wise so play it sensible (Chorus) Nas X2 (Outro) AZ (Nas) Yo you see, yo see what we're doing son You stick 20 and we're making 40 (See how's going down) And 40 gon' make 80 and 80, 160 son We're entre-preneuring right now, (It's simple arithmetic) Grossing development man (Corporate world) You know what I mean? (I hope they're ready for the Firm n***as) (They're ready for the Firm n***as?) Man, I don't think so Son, hold up, pull that, pull that (I don't think there's no other) They're mosquitoes right now (I don't think there's no other families out there) They leeching (That has the strength to survive in today's game, fo'real?) Ha ha ha Playing with big boys now, man You will recognize or feel what we're trying to do (Millionaires behind big chairs) Or either feel what we're trying to do (Word up)