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This song is by Nas and appears on the album God's Son (2002).

A mastermind
Sees it coming before it comes
A mastermind
Before he go to war he count his ones
A mastermind
Everything planned out perfect-incase you niggas got to get murdered
A mastermind
Sleeps at night real easy
A mastermind
Cause everything he does is by the book
A mastermind
Never do a thing irrational-live forever these tales are classical

Velvet bowtie
Bulletproofs in the tux when I roll by
In the car similar to Osama's
In my diamonds, and my principle is to study drama
Look what happened in Manhattan a couple of, years ago when guns started clapping
Two of my dogs fell
Two of my niggas ran
They were amateurs in beef with a grown man
They taught me the lessons of how the strong stand
And how the weak end up in the coffin
Play it cool that's the old school rule man
Keep your ears to the street you'll never loose man
Make you enemies believe there's love there
Because in war believe it's all fair
Rock 'em to sleep
Shots in your jeep
And you ain't never know the plot was for me
Its for my masterind

It ain't a game it's the life
Think it's a game you lame and I'm nice
On the Blackstone Marlowe
Tobes to me hair robe mad turn up
Weather below zero-gave the keys to Kelis
Whispered in her ear lobe 'drive home'
'Cause she the wife and they the freaks
They underneath my girl calliber
They smiled at her said goodbye with niggas
They thugged out they wild as us
My bodyguards in my Danali truck
Knowing I'm surrounded by Old Gs that I don't really get down with
They got a separate table for they freaks
Brought 'em drinks
So we can talk
So real niggas can relate
I knew
They kelt Hose too
Like Ray Peru
They used to spray troops
But now they managing groups
The main nigga Sonny had big money since '82
Had two of my dogs wacked, nothing I could do
That was back when I had no crew
I swithced that
Now I'm strong with niggas that feel Sonny was wrong
My moneys long, his money is weak
Hes losing sleep trying to fill me out
To see what its gone be, but I'ma MASTERMIND

I live the clean life
I don't need to steal cable
I speak for myself my niggas'll slay you
Lucky for me this rap done worked out fine
FEDs, check me out, its no dirt drop finds
This King of New York shit only last'd 15 minutes
Every nigga get burn'd but it's what you did wi it
Niggas who brilliant came in and killed it, made million
Every 3 months, new jewelry
I'm low
Smoking blueberry wit a hoe that know a few scary individuals is airy
As she get into it, spread the inner voodoo
She says a Hail Mary then she said she knew who, would come and try to kill you too

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