KRS-One — Still Huggin A Nut S.H.A.N

[Intro] So you ain't learned a lesson? You ain't learned a lesson? Aight, let's go! [Verse 1] You got bars for me? Fuck the cash, my nigga, I'll whip that ass for free Fuck a million dollar battle, I make your car rattle You ain't makin' no money on me, slave, you a chattel Me? I'm a freeman, where your shows at? I took you out in eighty-six and the whole world knows that For thirty years, nigga, you ain't spittin' no rap Queensbridge hates your ass, you can't go back You flow wack, and let me say this for my Black kids Technically, I ain't take you out, Shan, the crack did So gather 'round for the celebrity roast I killed Shan already, so this must be his ghost I still got it and gat it Cause of you, the Bridge was over, 'til Nas came back with Illmatic You don't even rap good, G you not hood You're the opposite of Nas, just spell your name backwards [Ad-lib] You still ain't get the lesson You still ain't get it [Verse 2] One hit, two hit, three hit, four hit Shan, you need to forfeit, you already lost it Face that shit, taste that shit Hip-hop didn't need your career, so I erase that shit You done, the only way you gonna win this battle Is if you bite my name and call yourself Shan One With the "W," but you don't even think that fast I'm the first and the last, you’re the worst from the past I'm the blast, master, KRS-One What's up? After thirty years, you just stand up? After thirty-somethin' years, you just man up? S-H-A-N is still hugging a nut What the fuck? You called my wife out? Man that's so whack Blaow, nigga hold that! Blaow, nigga hold that! See, I be going like the ocean, you a crab Now bow your head down like you was doin' a dab