I've been forgeted over, left for dead, dissed and forgotten
Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten
Y'all just piss on me, stuff on me, spit on my grave
Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face
Y'all some well wishers, friendly actin', envy hidin' snakes
With your hands out for my money, man, how much can I take
When these streets keep callin', heard it when I was sleep
That this Gay-Z and roosterafella Records wanted beef
-Nas