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Acknowledge Lyrics

Masta Ace – Acknowledge
[Intro - Masta Ace]
"Pay homage, respect ..." - Nas
Yeah, one-two..
"...Acknowledge the rep" - Nas
Uhnnh...I don't know what you cats was thinking
"Pay homage, respect ..." - Nas
Must've been crazy...
"...Acknowledge the rep" - Nas
To step up on stage, at CMJ, and mention my name?

[Masta Ace]
I hear these cats, but I ain't listening
A little faint dissin', a little scratch, a little paint missin'
But I still gleam and glisten, hot like a stream of piss 'n
I'm about to have your whole team wishing
That you never got this shit started
You about to be dearly departed, you gotta be nearly retarded
To let me hear my name mentioned, try'na gain attention
Now I'm runnin' through this game lynchin'
And I heard a few cats tryna take shots on the low
These XFL rappers tryna fuck with a real pro
One thing; who named y'all the High and the Mighty?
To me, ya'll just sound like a couple of High Whities
You had to be on mad coke and extasy,
To think for a second, you can stand next to me
Look, don't ever again mention my name in your freestyles
Or I'll cut off your transmission faster than Lee Miles
And I heard your album, this must be something you're new at
Cuz I rather hear a Lil' Wayne/Lil' Zane duet
My cellphone stay ringin', like a slap in the ear
So I hope y'all don't plan on making rap a career
Cuz ever since Heav' was in Vernon I been burnin'
Next year, y'all be up in Rawkus, interning
And I should've let it known what your government names are
To make sure you "Take It Personal" like Gang Starr, motherfuckers

{Chorus}
"I got one lyric, pointed at your head for startin'
Another one, is pointed at your weak ass heart" - Guru
And that go for any other so called rapcats, in the game
"Pay homage, respect" - Nas
"Acknowledge the rep" - Nas
"Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display" - Guru
And believe me, I ain't forget about him, naw
"Pay homage, respect" - Nas
"Acknowledge the rep" - Nas
Nope...Just you wait…
"Acknowledge the rep" - Nas

[Masta Ace]
Yo, yeah I heard of the "Boogieman" when I was a youth, scary
Then I found out that he was as fake as the tooth-fairy
Since my last mission this nigga's been ass-kissing
I took a minute, I gave your single a fast listen
Tell me this, with no pot to piss in, How you dissin'?
Your Group Home's about to be reporting you missing
And I don't know what was worse, the track or the verse
I'ma get to your producer, but I'm smacking you first
See I couldn't even find one nigga that heard of you
I did find a few cats that want to murder you
But I told 'em "Chill", I let 'em know you was my son
And I promise I'd keep paying support 'til you twenty-one
Consider me the clothes on your back and a warm meal
Who knows, it just might get you a deal
And the day that your album go on sale for the first hour
Just remember like Nas nigga, "I Gave You Power"
I figured I give you some help, cause you need lots
I make your producer change his name to Speed Nottz
Tell him I say "Fuck him!" for doing the tracks
Matter of fact, fuck Fat Beats, for doing the wax
I'ma diss you via e-mail and then through a fax
I'ma diss you by two-way, I ain't gon' ever relax
I'ma diss you over fast, slow track or no track
If your shit wasn't so wack, I'd diss you to yo' track
You that little fish that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better off trying to hit lotto
And don't answer back, this is hard shit to follow
And you can't spit nigga, so you obviously must swallow…motherfucker!

[Masta Ace talking over scratched chorus]
Yeah…
Boogerman, Boogerman what's wrong?
I figured out of everybody you'd know better
Made you sound like a fan and everything
C'mon you know you was dancing and singing my shit…back in the day
Tryin'a front on me?
You should know the student can't fuck with the teacher
I'll tell you what after this Fat Beat shit dry up for you…
And all this hype I gave you wear off…
Come see me I'll make you my hype man
And work on some steps cuz I'ma make you my dancer too
And as far as battling go
C'mon man I can't earn no stripes battling you
Tell you what, get at me after you sell like one record
And I'll break that ass nigga
Don't ever front on me nigga
"Just you wait", bitch ass nigga, "just you wait"…