King's Disease lyrics - Nas
Yeah
Hello, ladies and gentlemen
Hit-Boy
I made the fade famous, the chain famous
QB on my chest match the stainless
Amazing Grace, I'm gracefully aging
Without masonry I made more paper to play with
No rap in my playlist, sold dimes on my day shift (King)
So, can I breathe? Can I walk? Can I speak? Can I talk?
Can I floss without you wanting me outlined in chalk?
Family gossiping, pocket watching him
Jealousy keeps blossoming, ain't let it box me in (King)
'Cause you are not a king if you can't come out a thing
That you got yourself in, claiming nobody helping
The stupidest part of Africa produced blacks that started algebra
Proof, facts, imagine if you knew that as a child, bruh
Nostalgia, how I remember things
Remember crowns, remember kings, they want your reign to cease (King)
You a king, you will be next to me, doing your own king shit, most definitely
We're so "Say less when I speak", y'all estrogen speak
Respected by kings only, address me as chief
Invested in things only a vet would
Only lames front on kings, that's expected from creeps
You mad at my niggas and any woman with interest in me
You could've made it (You was good), look at all the time wasted
Now you gotta retract statements, shoulda stuck to the basics
All you had to do was tell the truth, like, fuck all the fake shit
You should want every brother to make it out
But brothers want trophies, they troll for clout
Rap is weird, weird flex, but okay
You ain't as ill as you think, you just okay
You got pressed in the hood, fix your jibs up, I'm on top
Stop fighting it, yo, stop with the over-righteousness
It's so lame, this media circus greedy and worthless
My life got 'em tight, why they wanna see me hurt up? (Why me?)
Real kings everywhere, stand up
It come with the game (King's Disease)
Blue Benz lyrics - Nas
As we go through life, one of the big questions about
Things we purchase is is, what the value of it is
Is it really worth it?
I used to be at The Tunnel twenty deep in a huddle
Razors on us that'll make skin bubble, Moet, we guzzle
Chris Lighty let me in a few times with nines
That's on God, wish you woulda walked by
And bumped me hard or just looked at me wrong
My chain on, try to book me, you gone
Goons, Italian leathers, couple bottles of Dom
Took risks, this ain't what you want, there's rules to this
Don't get it misconstrued, my suit game is crisp
Silk, linen, chiffon, Dior to Diadora
But I rock custom more, that hustler aura, tap in
Razor cutter, nineties, eighties lover, raised in gutters
Raised above it, they made it up out the hood subject, I made you love it
Crazy, I knew this chick, she had a blue Benz
A Jersey penthouse, she used to pimp girls that would turn rich men out
Her coke habits was so savage
She hear voices and see ghosts on the average
Of her stepdad, he raised her from a carriage
She was twelve when he passed, she's been in hell since that
Her grandma raised her, I met her in Kingston, Jamaica
Where veteran kingpins bought acres, rest in peace Louie Rankin
Original Don Dada
Come here, come rude bwoy
Uno waan ramp with bomboclaat me
Come, come on!
I murder people fi fun
Murder uno bomboclaat fi fun
Peace signs in the air for son
Put his name on the street sign there where he from
Whenever we hear his bangers, flare up a blunt
And praise God, and pray we all prepared when He come for us
Just opened my new office, West Coast branch
Place my teacup on the saucer, it's Esco, man
Bossed up, nothing feels better than doing deals with my brothers
It's surreal, how I feel, y'all should love us
Life is a test so congratulations to your success
For having patience, you deserve the best
You know how they do niggas, the IRS
People I ain't even met take it out my check
They the biggest gangster, I respect the jooks
We buyin' big boy mansions, they respect the crooks
This for my project niggas and blue Benzes
Mercedes emblems with they bitch with 'em
Car #85 lyrics - Nas (feat. Charlie Wilson)
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, la, da-da, da (Big Queens, NYC)
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, la, da-da, da
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (Uh), la, oh, oh, ooh
Ooh-ooh (Yeah), oh, ooh-ooh (Hit Boy)
They called me "Babyface" in eighty-eight
On 40th and Broadway they made me stay and wait
Cab service, car eighty-five
Ten minutes, they back in the car
Not safe to drive, narcos are lookin' (Woop, woop, woop)
No secret compartments in the ride, so keep pushin'
We get stopped, hide it between the seat cushion
Either that, or just tuck it inside your boot
Don't throw it out the window yet, son, that's all our loot (Not yet)
See? They turned, they wasn't after us, my nigga with me laughin' (Yeah)
He clutchin' his gold Lazarus, made it home and he baggin' up (What up?)
I'm just a lil' nigga smokin' weed (Fried)
I'm just tryna figure out who to be (Nas)
Horse and Dula touchin' paper (Uh-huh)
Plus, Spud and Wallet Head, a lot of bread
And I was talkin' to Tia
I went to her block, I was just happy to see her
And low was how she did me (Ooh)
She moved from Queens to Co-Op City (Ooh-wee)
She said, "Visit me, that's if you really miss me" (I did), show proof
Ten niggas outside her buildin', that's what I go through (Damn)
1989, my baby mind was advancin' (Yeah)
Nike Air Trainer 3's, two fingers on her hand, son (Ooh)
I'm losin' her slowly (Uh)
Plus my other girl is startin' to move on the homie
Hop in eighty-five, roll with me (Oh-oh)
When I used to slide
I used to call car eighty-five
Don't want no other driver on the job (Nah)
Only car eighty-five
Yo, take me uptown to that smoke shop I like (Ooh)
Car eighty-five
All blacked out tint (Running for my life)
Everywhere we went, we took car eighty-five (Yeah, yeah)
We gon' ride
Put that tape on I like
You know that tape I like, turn that shit up (Oh, yeah)
We gon' smoke and ride (Ooh-ooh)
Go to Times Square, we take it from there
Just ride (Ridin' with car eighty-five)
It's Friday
It woulda been a good night to pick up shorty, but she on some other shit (Ooh-wee, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
In my peripheral view
Nothin' trivial 'bout me, just witness the truth, I'm certified
That's been verified
My mere presence got other guys terrified (Whoa, ooh)
Slap oxygen out your esophagus (Ooh-ooh)
I survived with stick up kids, was droppin' shit (Ooh-ooh)
The rotten apple's the tabernacle
That's NY, White Castles at midnight
Fish sandwiches, forty ounces and fistfights (Oh, ooh-wee)
They even used car eighty-five to pull robberies
Use 'em as a getaway car and paid him properly
Next year the whole town strung out
Swept the block where they hung out
Look how far we've come now (Amen)
Grab the duffel and run out
Seven fiends in one house, hustle sun up to sundown
What up? Summertime in NY
In the back seat of car eighty-five (Oh-oh, oh)
The whole hood was tryna call car eighty-five
Any car like that, any number that had that system
Or that cool ride (Yeah)
You know that'd make your whole day
Just bein' able to get up and go
To this day, I just like to ride
Lot of thoughts come to mind (Ooh-wee, oh, oh, ooh)
Ultra Black lyrics - Nas (feat. Hit-Boy)
Nas, Nas, Nas
Yeah
Nas, Nas
We goin' (We goin') we goin' (We goin')
Uh, uh
My pants 'posed to sag, yeah
We goin' ultra, yeah
We goin' ultra black, I gotta toast to that
We don't fold or crack (We goin')
Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin' postal (Uh)
We goin' ultra black
Watchin' the global change, hop in the coldest Range
Hit-Boy on the beat, this shit 'posed to slap
We goin' ultra black, we goin' (We goin')
We goin' (We goin') uh
Rhythm and blues, pop, rock to soul to jazz
'Til my toes are tagged (Uh)
How I look being told I'm not supposed to brag?
Nobody fault, I tell the truth, I know it's facts, we ultra black
Grace Jones skin tone, but multi that
Multiple colors, we come in all shades, mocha black
Accept where I'm at and not fight me on it (Uh)
Emotional stares like I might be wanted (Yeah)
Pitch black like the night, I'm ultra black
Sanford and Son reruns, jokes are black (Ha)
Oh yes, oh yes, God bless success
We goin' ultra black, like the Essence Fest
Talk with a mask on, the freshest breath
African black soap caress the flesh
Superfly, The Mack, sittin' fly in the 'Lac
Take the boat on the water, history talks with my daughter (Dest')
My son'll be my resurrection (Knight)
Constantly learnin' lessons, I never die, you get the message?
I hope you be better than I, life's precious (Precious)
Two steppin'
Sometimes I'm over-black, even my clothes are black
Cash Money with the white tee and the soldier rag
We goin' ultra black, unapologetically black
The opposite of Doja Cat, Michael Blackson black
We goin' ultra black, I gotta toast to that
We don't fold or crack (Nas, Nas)
Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin' postal
We goin' ultra black
Watchin' the global change, hop in the coldest Range
Hit-Boy on the beat, this shit 'posed to slap
We goin' ultra black (Yeah)
We goin' (We goin', we goin')
We goin' ultra black
Raiders, Oakland hat, I smoke to that
Pre-rolls and 'gnac, what's the results to that?
C-notes and bags (Uh)
She knows I'm classy like I'm Billy Dee Williams (Smooth)
Go ultra black (Uh), Isaac Kennedy films, Penitentiary II
Black like out in the Lou', black don't crack
It's like the fountain of youth, the culture's black
Like Iman, she beautiful, goin' ultra black
To Africa, you say, "Go back"
I stay pro-black, my Amex black (Ah)
Black like cornrows, afros
Black like Kaep' blackballed from the Super Bowl (Colin)
Hall & Oates, I can't go for that
Motown Museum, Detroit, I'm ultra black
This for New York and all the map
No matter your race, to me, we all are black
We goin' ultra black, I gotta toast to that
We don't fold or crack (We don't fold or crack)
Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin' postal (This a celebration)
We goin' ultra black
Watchin' the global change, hop in the coldest Range
Hit-Boy on the beat, this shit 'posed to slap
We goin' ultra black (Black is beautiful)
We goin' (Black is beautiful)
Nas, Nas (Nas)
27 Summers lyrics - Nas
Hit-Boy
Bitch, I'm in a good mood, good groove, pour me up (Ice)
The plane leave in thirty, fix your life, hurry up (Fix your life)
Ackee, rice, peas, puttin' curry over duck (Mm)
Courtside Rockets, Warriors, Curry up (Swish)
Smokin' weed in a tux, sippin' Ricard
Sitting on Governors Isle with all the killers
Premier movies with my man De Niro
And Johnny Nunez got all the pictures
Black-grown, black-owned
Black women is the backbone (Love)
Latin food in the back room
Big business, I'ma drop a new 'gnac soon
Followin' the cash rules
Rich, matte-black Rolls, yeah, I got 'em seeing ghosts (Ghosts)
Twenty-seven summers, that wasn't even the goal (Goal)
Blowing kush clouds and we all for the smoke (Smoke)
Black card, black Rolls, more black CEOs
Bitch, I'm in a good mood, good group pulled me up (Dino)
Mass Appeal, movies and music, sign with us (Al Pacino)
All my niggas millionaires, G-Code know what's up (What up, G-Code?)
What up, Jung'? What up, Stoute? What up, Ant? What up, East?
What they say about us? (What they say about us?)
Rich, matte-black Rolls, yeah, I got 'em seeing ghosts (Ghosts)
Twenty-seven summers, that wasn't even the goal (Goal)
Blowing kush clouds and we all for the smoke (Smoke)
Bitch, black card, black Rolls, more black CEOs
Replace Me lyrics - Nas (feat. Big Sean & Don Toliver)
(Hit-Boy)
N-A-S
Uh, yeah
It get kinda hard to replace me (Kinda hard to)
So don't go lookin' for nobody else
I was keeping my heart there on safety (Heart there on)
But now I'm letting it go until ain't none left (Yeah)
You got a lot to lose, but it's all basic
I'll probably ride the times to prevent a late text (I'll probably ride the times)
I bet I'm living it up while so spacey (Bet I'm living it up)
You love to wine and dine, come be my lady, lady
You can't replace me like a battery, you can't mistake 'em for Nasty
You know my anatomy, you know my body is voodoo probably
Kama Sutra, Mr. Oochie Wally
She hit the whoa, I'm in control, I'm in her soul
Sugar daddy sometimes, no sugar coatin' one line when we talk
But she thought she could've found a new guy
That kid alright, but I'm her Kryptonite, a different type
Larenz and Nia Long, Love Jones, dippin' on the bike
You growin' into a better woman, it's whatever, we thuggin'
New Prada every season, fifty ball on the budget
If it didn't occur (Huh?), she for me, I'm for her (Running)
Only thing worse than being alone is wishin' you were
It get kinda hard to replace me (Kinda hard to)
So don't go lookin' for nobody else (I'm one of one)
I was keeping my heart there on safety (Heart there on)
But now I'm letting it go until ain't none left (That part)
You got a lot to lose, but it's all basic
I'll probably ride the times to prevent a late text (I'll probably ride the times)
I bet I'm living it up while so spacey (Bet I'm living it up)
You love to wine and dine, come be my lady (Yeah), lady
You talk a little sweet about me, a lot of sour
I know that you believe in stars
And just like stars, you know your words got a lot of power
You know I'm good at reading you, I spent like ten thousand hours
I must've bought you ten thousand flowers, ignore red flags and audibles
I even bought your daughter clothes and your father clothes
And I bought you diamonds even though I got a heart of gold
And on your enemies, we rode, I go Picasso, Art of War
We a different pedigree
I did some foul shit across the line, you seen the petty me
I never gave you infidelity or tried to wreck your credibility
I'm not your ex, I'm your ecstasy
Methamphetamines, ain't no better me, facts
It get kinda hard to replace me (Kinda hard to, yeah)
So don't go lookin' for nobody else (Straight up)
I was keeping my heart there on safety (That's right, heart there on)
But now I'm letting it go until ain't none left (You know I'm the one)
You got a lot to lose, but it's all basic (Ha ha)
I'll probably ride the times to prevent a late text (I'll probably ride the times, I ride that)
I bet I'm living it up while so spacey (Bet I'm living it up, whoa, whoa)
You love to wine and dine, come be my lady, lady (Yeah)
You know I'm just tryna do what I'm meant to do
Teach and please you
You know, never mistreat you and treat you
You know how it goes
It's that Don Life shit
Sean Don
Esco
I got that New York walk
I got that Detroit soul, you know
Ha ha
Til The War Is Won lyrics - Nas (feat. Lil Durk)
You know I love you different, my queen, my mother, sister
Protect you with my life, let's deconstruct the myth-uh
You just depressed a bit, and only good for sexin' with you
Let's dismantle that, it's a man you lack
You don't need us, you could handle that
Let's see where the black family at
We need each other, with bad tempers, we defeat each other
Single mothers, my heart's bleeding for you
These coward men, that were beating on you (Never me)
Let's silence them, with a silencer
For the violence of relationships
Hold your head up, don't take that shit, run away from it
I shoulda ran away myself, the amount of pain I was dealt
And I'm a man, my job is to help
Single parent home, came up, now the man is grown
Mom's gone, pop's here, wish God reversed the roles
(Sometimes) If I could've chose, subsidized housin'
Sometimes witnessin' the most foulest things would arouse us
We became numb like pure 'caine on the tongue
To the pains from economical strains
Diabolical games put on our future kings
And our future queens, y'all the strongest ones (Yeah)
May God give strength to women who lost their sons
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Ooh whoa, oh-oh)
We're nothing without our women
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Yeah)
(Ooh whoa, oh-oh)
I give all I have
2020 flows, everything getting exposed (Exposed)
Who really the bros? (Bros) Who really is goals? (Goals)
Who ready to let it go? All the grudges we hold (Uh)
It's too many fallen soldiers NY to the 'Go (Chi-Town)
Late night outside, you hear the forty drum (Baow)
In every ghetto and all the slums (For real)
These laws made to slaughter us (Damn)
I give all I have 'til the war is won
I was servin' out my mama crib, she ain't know about it (She ain't know about it)
Complaining about my rent, but I know my mama got me (My mama got me)
She told me to be a man, and never sleep through problems (Sleep through problems)
University of the streets, I ain't plan on going to college (Oh yeah)
Why you crying 'bout low income and welfare? (Ooh)
You ain't the only one going through it, this everywhere
Better hold your head, I know it don't feel fair
Reason my people dead and they know I still care
Depending on the people, then you gotta do better
Black lives matter, I'm for real, it do matter (For real, it do matter)
Black-on-black crime, they still do it to whoever (Whoever)
Talking to the trenches, we just gotta do better (Do better)
He think he Martin Luther, but he tryna be a shooter (Tryna be a shooter)
Got his car took, he ride with guns in the Uber (In the Uber)
I'm talking where we from, we carry MACs, but no computers (No computers)
He got out yesterday, but he went in when he was juvie (Chi-Town)
Diabolical games put on our future kings
And our future queens, y'all the strongest ones (Yeah)
May God give strength to women who lost their sons
I give all I have 'til the war is won
She do the best to raise our young
Ooh, she independent and she don't depend on no one
We nothing without our women
Ooh, she independent, went from a girl to a woman
One love to the single mothers
Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Ooh, whoa, oh-oh)
'Til the war is won, we gotta stick together
Women, stop chasing your man away
Men, stop acting crazy, chasing your woman away
We all we have 'til the war is won, yeah
All Bad lyrics - Nas (feat. Anderson .Paak)
To all the ones I loved across the world, uh-huh
It was all good 'til it went bad (Hit-Boy)
It's all bad
It was all good 'til she went bad
Damn, I hate to take a loss
Damn, it hurts to take a loss (She went bad on me, y'all)
It's all bad
It's all good 'til it's all bad
Damn, I hate to take a loss (She went bad on me, y'all)
Damn, it hurts to take a loss
Time passes by, I'm asking, "Why?"
You match my fly, no cap, no lie
Trophy, arm candy, but I'm better without it
It's a dub, my love, but I gotta reroute it
It's a lottery, it's loaded, hope I can see all the motives
Before she make a fool out of me, I should know 'cause I'm older
Wasn't meant for me, fuck it, we ain't agree on no subject
We look good together when we was out in the public
You used to brighten my day, had me hype as a kid
First, good morning, good night, now she leave me on read
I'm disappointed, it's different chicks who want it
Can't lie, for a minute, I was sick to my stomach
You need to stop, breathe, think
Before you say the wrong thing
And I wish I could stay the night
But I feel some type of way about it
I've been stayin' up late
Thinking about this day (Yeah)
And I wish I could stay the night
But I feel some type of way about it, aw yeah
And it's all bad (All bad, all bad)
I might have to just fall back, fall back
Damn, I hate to take a loss (Man, I hate to take a loss)
Damn, it hurts to take a loss
It's all bad (All bad, mmh)
You got some problems that I just can't solve, no, no, no
Damn, I hate to take a loss
Damn, it hurts to take a loss (Take a loss)
I don't love you, girl, that's far from true
Even took you to the barbecue
That should show how I much I fuck with you
I know I gotta make the choice, shit is overdue
I had to let you off, might have to take a loss
I might have to take a loss, take a loss
I kinda like it when I'm far from you lately
I'm kinda fed up with the bullshit you do
You need to stop, breathe, think
Before you say the wrong thing
And I wish I could stay the night
But I feel some type of way about it
I've been stayin' up late
Thinking about this day (Yeah)
And I wish I could stay the night
But I feel some type of way about it, aw yeah
Yeah, since Guess was spotted on my denim pockets
And my wave grease would amaze geeks and freeze fly chicks
Where they stood, I never lost the steps, stay splashin'
Not one of these just got money, not knowin' how to act
New to these bad ones, I was on fly chicks since junior high
Beautiful fly girls caught my eye
Takin' down some of the girls Drake and Future took down
But I got no time for juveniles throwing tantrums
Texting me that they hate my one-word answers
Here's two, call me, this is you stalling
Guess we through, you ignore me, days go by
Missing you be the worst, play the game, who gon' hit who first
Checking my Yachtmaster, Pac blaster
Wonder why they call you bitch, empty shot glasses
Scrolling back on the thread, the nice things you once said
Look at us now, it's all bad
Aw yeah, and it's all bad
You know I might have to just fall back, fall back
Damn, I hate to take a loss (Man, I hate to take a loss)
Damn, it hurts to take a loss (Oh)
It's all bad (All bad, all bad)
You got some problems, I can't solve 'em all, uh, uh, uh
Damn, I hate to take a loss (Man, I hate to take a loss)
Damn, it hurts to take a loss
Damn, I love it when you talk to me crazy
But who the fuck you think you talking to?
The Definition lyrics - Nas (feat. Brucie B)
Yes
Something new from my man Nas
This the world-famous Brucie B
We call this one "The Definition", ha ha
It's that vibe
Get your groove on, step, clean, ya know what I mean?
All the way from Queensbridge, my man Nas
Something new, here we go (Hit-Boy)
Yo, see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil
Traffickers, African Latin, wire tappings
Here come the people, run my people, they don't treat us equal
I'm talking the law for me, freedom is illegal
Tape telephone conversations, what kind of nation
Got three hundred million people they investigating?
I know they're tryna watch me, a Russian oligarchy
Politically, it's principle they try to stop me
Powerful people will silence you, they try to mute you
Unethical ways put you in prison, try to roof you
Our youth is dead to us, they called us superpredators
Stupid words from the President's mouth, where are his editors?
Antarctica is 65 degrees
Global warming, they don't wanna believe
And they're hanging people on trees
And what the fuck is up with Gayle King?
A black male, a female thing, a failed thing
Journalism or internalism
Shirley Chisolm wouldn't play the victim
Eartha Kitt woulda been finished with him
Top of the charts, guarded my heart, playing my part
Sun rising but they want us to stay in the dark
Scorned woman wanna slump me, to fade me to dark
King's disease, I cure this shit with my art
The definition of King's Disease
Well, also known as rich man disease
You ain't gotta be rich to get it
Just doing too much, you'll get it
Gout, uric acid levels up high
Get you some lemon grass
Some cherries, alkaline water
Ha ha
Tell a friend to tell a friend
My man Nas
It's the world-famous
Full Circle lyrics - Nas (feat. The Firm, AZ, Foxy Brown & Cormega)
(Hit-Boy, G. Ry got me)
Ayo, Hit-Boy, man
I need to roll up some of that fonto you got, man
I be seeing you smoking
Yo, how that I.E. weather?
Uh
Tilted brim like Goldie talking
Pryor listening, my prior women had no remorse
When they tried to end on no discourse, no discussion
I'm all alone and all the people with the big hats on went home
So what you gon' do now, Goldie? Your bottom left you
It's up to me and you, Goldie, through introspection
You ain't Goldie, you Nas, and my heart ain't cold as it was
And I go through multiple love triangles over and over enough
I talk to my boxing trainer, he's my logic explainer
Conversations through our combination
He told me, "Stick and move," and "Different rules apply to different women"
Some women's into licking women
Some women's independent, some women want brothers who educated
Some women want Benzes, leather seats that are perforated
Some do malevolent snake shit
Yo, you can miss me with that fake shit (Peace king)
Dialogue superb, flyest cars on the curb, word
When I evolved, a higher God emerged reserved
More subtle, come from the stress and the struggle
Young then, obsessed in the bubble about it
Took advantage if a woman allowed it
One of the foulest, some would say I was childish, money-driven
Mischievous, I perceived it as livin', gifts and ribbons
Any kisses on the lips was forbidden, I was on it
She curvy, then shorty was cornered, no worries
For the naughty, it was higher performance, or was it really?
The games that I was playin' was silly
Similar to them days when I was packin' that milly, it could've killed me
Caution never crossin' my mind, she callin' cryin'
Me, I'm more concerned why she ain't fallin' in line, was buggin'
Grew a lot since they said I was stubborn
Guess it's real, even players need lovin'
When you enamored by female companions, there's no standards
Once you hit and it switch the dynamics, that's the damage
Reflectin' on first impressions, what's she expectin'?
Why when men don't follow directions, it's deception?
I was intrigued by fine women, I realized
Some were drop-dead gorgeous living a lie
Oblivious to beauty inside truly defines
Will you walk with me or are you there for the ride?
For better or worse, every blessing and curse
Understand exotic sands come after the dirt
I was dealing since adolescent
Thinking my girl was my possession, I stand corrected
It takes understanding and affection
Time is money, I need growth for my investment
I don't like attention unless it's a woman
With majestic grace like an empress in Essence
Let's just chill, catch vibes in Negril
Celebratin', many of us never made it (Ha ha)
Whatever brings you down won't elevate you (Uh)
Like a real one beside you is very gracious
Ill Na Na top five, nigga, dead or alive
Nigga or bitch, Firm mafiosa shit
Ayo, Esco, name a bitch fuckin' with me
Did a bullet, came home, Brooklyn gave me the key
No cap though, facts though, nigga, that's really rap, though
Like really though, my nigga, she really back though
Like really though, my nigga, she really rap though
In my lowski low shit, nigga
Got my wooskies locin', nigga
Comme de Garçons loafers on my posters, Firm la familia
First lady, nigga, Bonnie for real
Pussy power like Tasha pushed Tommy to kill, uh
Black Sheba, Philipp Plein on a sneaker
Low in a two-seater, bitch, I spits ether
I'm saying my salaams, what up?
Got my three gods with me, so ladies, keep it a buck
La familia
Life (Life)
Everything comes back around full circle (Yup)
(Miss me with that...)
What up, Hit-Boy? One of my favorites (Ooh)
Yeah, you know what the fuck this is (What is it?)
King shit, Firm Biz
Mastered this, no alternative
Classic shit, that's affirmative
Ha, got me out here on my first-degree murder shit
Stretch marks from this art, gave birth to this
And I stand by every word of this
Malcolm X with a check, close curtains, bitch
Yeah
10 Points lyrics - Nas
America the beautiful, gangsta's paradise
For a black man to be rich, you say we sacrifice our own family members
Like we're not savvy enough to make outstanding figures
And ain't nobody in no cult
I give so much, financially give away
But there's an aspect of that that's crippling to us today
Still coping and dealing with my environment as a kid
I trust no one today because what someone in my past did
King, gotta learn to let it go and move forward
King, you should learn to say no, keep all your dough in
King, Michael Jordan gives back and you didn't know it
Like LeBron does, but it's just seldom they show it
King, get ten points from one bird doin' your thing
King, 'til one of your homies decide to sing
King, I started sayin' "Peace King" on my song "The Flyest"
And after that, it took off like fire, peace, King
Took it from a street dude, you don't need to be a street dude
Get a lawyer, read your contract, and eat food
Become Roberta Flack or Lionel
When you catch flack, that mean they got they eye on you
Produce great results, they start to lie on you
Is it love for a Queens dude in Supreme shoes
Or did the street code expire with these dudes?
Especially now, I don't expect you to bow, but stand
Creating jobs, named my venture from after the land
I came from, that's unheard of
A hood that's known for murder now doing mergers
The streets is a lie, don't believe these dudes, jail or death is all you get
They tell you never move, but when they get money, they split
King, gotta learn to let it go and move forward
King, you should learn to say no, keep all your dough in
King, Michael Jordan gives back and you didn't know it
Like LeBron does, but it's just seldom they show it
King, get ten points from one bird doin' your thing
King, 'til one of your homies decide to sing
King, I started saying "Peace King" on my song "The Flyest" (Peace King)
And after that, it took off like fire
They hardly happy for you, keep doing what you do
You can't please everybody, and not everybody is you
Don't try to force a square peg in a round circle, that shit'll hurt you
Don't try to fit in either, you're better off with neither
Few veteran speakers get medicine when you need it
Especially when we all need knowledge instead of sneakers
Stop hangin' on to childhood trauma, it defeats us
Our challenge is holding ourselves back, I hope you felt that
Queen, gotta learn to let it go and move forward
King, you should learn to say no, keep all your dough in
King, Michael Jordan gives back and you didn't know it
Like LeBron does, but it's just seldom they show it
King, get ten points from one bird doin' your thing
King, 'til one of your homies decide to sing
King, I started saying "Peace King" on my song "The Flyest"
And after that, it took off like fire, peace, King
The Cure lyrics - Nas
Too many changes, you changed from your greatness
Become a byproduct of yourself all for the paper regardless
The markets see you as a old-ass artist
The McCartneys live past the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest
Stay on your path, stay on your craft
They just want you to switch your lanes up so they can hate on your ass
What's in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and pain
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, king's grace
I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great thing
'Cause I seen the greats do it with a great queen
What these kings have in common? They had women who solid
Malcolm needed Betty, I met some queens who wasn't ready
They envy the unhappiness of the greats
They don't have a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for ways
To feel what Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was dealt
A Vandross, here's the cure, the antidote
A thousand milligrams, make sure you don't overdose
Turned to a businessman, used to serve 'em in the cold
Cold game, don't get exposed, stories get told
You glamorize the game, it ain't a glorious road
Rest in peace Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip
King shit, if it ain't about fam, it don't mean shit
The cure, love of the allure
Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, tappin' in with Lord
Roll the credits
Cuban link QB chain belong in the MOMA
So boomerang, you salute my twenty-seven summers
Rolls-Royce Brigade just 'cause it go with the moment
Pac saw the chain, got his medallion, I won't
Insinuate imitation 'cause I copied his stomach
Kings honor kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit
Steak tartare bloody, mercury levels from raw fish
Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the cork twist
I'm studied like a book by many
They give me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick like Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga
On my Rick James behavior
Life is school for the soul and I'm in life seven already
Life's simple but heavy, incomprehensible shit
Everything from sexy to deadly, I done been through that shit
Still goin' deeper like I grew a new inch on my dick
We looked at robbin' as a way of resolving our problems
My moms cooked food, but some of my niggas was starving
And whatever they was down to do, I was with 'em regardless
Turns out I was hungry and was hittin' the hardest
Decisions was sharper, my predictions was on it
No fortune teller, just going off regular signs
Niggas often tell ya they moves
Without a word, just reading they mind
Wasn't needin' no nine
Corner executive born in ghetto hell
Where metal yell especially over necklaces
Life lessons is karma
Whatever you dish out come back as blessings or to haunt ya
Could miss your kids and hit your grandkids for your dishonor
That's generational curses, they said they want the old Nas back
Play the Clue tapes for old verses
Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas will rise 'em up
Like they wasn't live enough, many lives I've touched
Can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness?
I need a witness, drinkin' three at night on some Bridge shit
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on some Bridge shit
Party with gangsters, gettin' right on some Bridge shit (Yeah)
Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit
Yeah
Like Jabari, I'm on some Bridge shit
Shooter live on
Kings live forever
Yeah
We go through a lot
And nobody wanna hear about what we go through
And that's cool too
Every man go through the same Mondays and Fridays
Same sun, moon, and stars
It's just how you stand like a man
Spicy lyrics - Nas (feat. Fivio Foreign & A$AP Ferg)
Pricy
Hit-Boy
Boss shit, your Lordship
Niggas talkin' yachts since I'm on shit
I used to run the block, now I'm corporate (Corporate)
Hoppin' out, you know it's Son when the doors lift
Whole squad hide the burners (Whole squad)
Mets hats in the sky like Bobby Shmurda
They watch me like the chip', courtside at The Rucker
Flow only getting tougher, she beggin' me to cuff her
Brooklyn Sweet Chick, waffles with raspberry butter
Wear a mink at the roller rink middle of the summer
If I can't get it done, I got soldiers with me to cover
Queens get the money, we only stackin' it upwards
G's stay icy 'cause shit get spicy
She on Demon Time, I get her a timepiece
Patek, niggas not lit, not like me
Can't get nothin' by me, my mind is 2090
¿Qué lo que? Everybody pricy
Cost money, beat the charge money
Fast money, push to start money
Large money, Escobar money (Uh)
Little advice (Little advice), always add spice (Uh)
Always get the liquor with the ice (Not me)
I don't give a fuck if that's his wife (Nah)
I could bag any bitch in these all-white Nikes (Uh)
That ain't right (Nah), if she tell me, "No", I'm gettin' tight
Look, every time you saw me I was nice (Ay)
Every time I saw you, you was light (You was)
Uh, every bitch you with look like a dyke (Lil' bitch)
Uh, I mean she might (Might) not never be my type, nah
She might never be my type, look
That bitch is trash (Bitch is trash), I only fuck her for the hype (Uh)
I only fuck her for the hype, look (Uh)
¿Qué lo que? Everybody pricy
Cost money, beat the charge money
Fast money, push to start money
Large money, Escobar money
Niggas saying Ferg back, but I been with the shits
Might make a grill with Tiffany's on my gentleman shit
My drill niggas out in Brooklyn and they spinnin' and shit
Bumpin' Pop out the whip while we sippin' and shit (Movie)
Model bitches that's precise, fuck attendants off the flights
Keep the vision through the lights, never blinded by the hype
Keep the Tommy near the belly, sincere 'cause I'm hype
Got a ghetto Naomi Campbell, designer with the Nikes
I'm the one talkin' spice, twelve-year-old killers
With the guns and the knives, better run for your life
Got a queen in Queens and my ex a Puerto Rican spice
My Harlem bitch doin' time, gettin' caught up with the swipes
¿Qué lo que? Everybody pricy
Cost money, beat the charge money (Uh)
Fast money, push to start money (Uh)
Large money, Escobar money (Lil' bitch)
Hit-Boy, we got another one (Pricy)
Nastradamus, Fivio (Vroom)
A$AP Ferg (Yeah!)
No Bad Energy lyrics - Nas
I'm oblivious to you skeptics
What you hear you ain't ever hear 'til I repped it
Iridescent heroes essence, please clear the exits
I chase demons outdoors, force 'em to hear the message, air 'em out
Heard some people discussing my whereabouts
Yeah, it's been a few sightings of me, a fair amount
Never seen much, but yet I'm never in the house
Move in style, wild, exciting when I do step out
Y'all been rhyming for years and Jungle made a hit
"Oochie Wally" I did
Sold a million records
Had 'em embarrassed
Signed to Columbia
Blew a check, he was laughing
While y'all in the studio bragging about your past and
Thinking back on trips on Manhattan
Dad was rolling hotels like The Plaza
Black bellhops holding
Rich people bags, tip their hats to old men coming out of cabs
Limousine holding doors for them
We all got a job to do, go for it
No bad energy, please, no bad energy
(Just try to be the best you, man
That's all I can say, man)
No bad energy, please, no bad energy
(Don't light over here, man
Put that away, man, put that away)
No bad energy, please, no bad energy
(Tryna tell 'em, know what I'm saying?
Big Apple my Hennessy, please)
No bad energy, please, no bad energy
(On the rocks, yeah)
To rappers who never sold crack, telling other people's lives
Never shot nobody but be shooting people in their rhymes
Never robbed nobody or re-upped with coke in they ride
I'm probably who they talking about when they're writing most of their lines
And I ain't notice it
Trapping was what was happening with bolder cliques
Around me I'm surrounded by the most devoted clique
We saw the smokers get rowdy for all the potentness
And still ain't know how sick it was in that ocean abyss
What doesn't come out in the wash comes out in the rinse
You suckers ain't had no say so
Whoever put you in the position to have a say so should be questioned theyself
I'm silk shirts, summer time sunny, sun chaser
Pretty girl tongue taster, southern girl luster
City girl love maker
The matinee watcher
The good weather on a Saturday afternoon shopper
Good gift copper
Still miss Big Poppa
No bad energy, please, no bad energy
No bad energy, please, no bad energy
No bad energy, please, no bad energy
No bad energy, please, no bad energy
Vernon Family lyrics - Nas
Literally rich since nine-six
Still woulda hit a enemy with a TEC in nine-six
Exotic material on the neck and fly whips
I was fresh out the 'jects, decked out to death
Y'all witnessed it, I could fill you with real millionaire shit
Escargot, my car fresh from the dealership
Esco alias, my escrow grow daily
It's the freshest Air Max wearer, yes
Ejaculatory depression after sex
And that mean after I nut, don't touch me, no questions
Unless she's a restless spirit then I can heal it
Spend a lot of time together, I know her feelings
But you fightin' what the essence of a woman is
I respect you, my love's limitless
But what are you becoming?
You wanna be the man or the woman? Play your position
Mornin' or night I'm lickin' the pudding ain't I?
Since my days of St. Ides
Pullin' out box cutters to bang opps who ain't us
To Bentley Continentals, see the man I is
Hand-to-hand hustlers always claiming they ran The Brizz
The big homies don't approve that
Felt and Dirty Red fundin' RK but where was you at?
We all tried to move crack
Nowadays I'm just showing my age
The new goons hardly heard of these legendary names, it's strange
The Bridge rappers influenced me, son
But if I was in the Juice Crew, we woulda won
No disrespect 'less disrespect served to me
You a gangsta groupie, gassin' niggas to murder me, nigga?
Who I'm reppin'? 10th Street, 12th Street, Vernon Family
And that's word to Yammy, yeah
Deep roots, I ain't have to fake it yet
Old solid tree branches ain't breakin' yet
A vet
Get rich project niggas
Billionaire mindset niggas
Know you know my set, niggas
10th Street, 12th Street, Vernon Family
Get rich project niggas
Billionaire mindset niggas
Know you know my set, niggas
10th Street, 12th Street, Vernon Family
I got the je ne sais quoi, why bother
With girls who like to play keep-away with they toddlers?
She started with good intentions like a rich pastor
Bitch was bad, turned from good thing to disaster
Takes forever to build a rep, one second to lose it
She put her neck in a noose, snapped it
Hangin' on every word she heard come outta cougar mouth, super foul
Play your cards right, deuces wild, salute my pals
Fathers all around the board goin' through it
She got lobster appetites, lots of habits
Like frontin' when she need apartment deposits
Here's something, get you a starter
But pardon my pimpin', I don't sponsor
I don't buy cars, I coach you to win, know what?
If you broke and your man don't teach you, get rid of him
Who I'm reppin'? 10th Street, 12th Street, Vernon, still
And that's word to Will, for real
Get rich project niggas
Billionaire mindset niggas
Know you know my set, niggas
10th Street, 12th Street, Vernon Family
Get rich project niggas
Billionaire mindset niggas
Know you know my set, niggas
10th Street, 12th Street, Vernon Family
Shout to Draws, Spanky, Black Ed, Hands
Shout to Shabazz, Wewop and Harvey
Rest in glory
TJ Killa Black, rest in glory
Shout to all the young legends we losin' too soon
Yeah
Jarreau Of Rap (Skatt Attack) lyrics - Nas (feat. Al Jarreau & Keyon Harrold)
Round, round, round, round a melody
Round, round, round, round a harmony
Round, round, round, round a melody
Melody, harmony, melody, steadily
Round, round, round, round a melody
Round, round, round, round a harmony
Round, round, round, round a melody
Melody, harmony, melody, steadily
Everybody's not gon' get you but keep going
I be cruising 40,000 feet like I'm a Boeing
Doubting me, they said I would have no longevity
Instead I'm steadily repping these fundamentals
I assemble these sentences
'Cause someone said that I've been unadventurous
I've been uninterested, learning life is what matters
Chill, I'm the humble bragger
I could son a rapper, every one of you rappers
Vámonos, I be running you rappers
Adios, I don't see none of you rappers
All of y'all under me rappers
I need to golf, need a day to relax
Get a massage, Al Jarreau on the track
Al Jarreau of rap, made the Mets hat
More famous than Strawberry, y'all know this already
Here's our symphony
A measure by measure, a pleasure of harmony, melody
Here's the memories
I used to play 40th and Vernon every yesterday
Had a lot of losses
It hurt a lot losing cats but it was worth it
I gave a lot, giving back still
I catch heat 'cause I'm black and I'm ill
And I'm real and made millions and they in they feelings
They can't hide it
I don't internalize it, I ignore it
I was taught to observe it
Not absorb it, so I don't absorb it
Melody
Married to harmony
One in the same
Taking over all
My reverie stumbling, tumbling, fumbling, fumbling
Taking over all
My reverie stumbling, stumbling, tumbling, fumbling
Evolution of a man and his music
The ill fill of harmonic symphonic acoustic
My Wikipedia just said it, I'm multimedia
When you rock O2 arena
You made it then it's crazy and now you gotta rock stadiums
I played it some where you tuck away and play the cut
Then they front
Then the shade come, they try to say that your day is done
Melody
Married to harmony
One in the same
Here's a melody, I used to play counterpoint every every yesterday
Here's a melody, I used to play counterpoint every every yesterday
Melody
Married to harmony
One in the same
Melody, memory, melody
Melody, memory, harmony, steadily
Melody, memory, melody
Melody, memory, harmony, steadily
Taking over all
My reverie stumbling, tumbling, fumbling, fumbling
Taking over all
My reverie stumbling, tumbling, fumbling, fumbling
Melody, memory, melody
Melody, memory, harmony, steadily
Melody, memory, melody
Melody, memory, harmony, steadily
Melody
Married to harmony
One in the same
Lost Freestyle lyrics - Nas
In our younger days we were so in love
And the thought of losing you was enough
Can't lose me
Who be the holy prophet, they watchin' with all his posture?
His Rothstein goggle game be the dopest, he gots to
Be from the '80s era
His tint is shade Carrera, Queens forever
Green pipe seats, clean Panamera
Amateur Hanna-Barbera characters know they envy
The illest Hennessy Black sipper with loaded semis
You pick of the week, voted-in rappers you go against me
You can't tantalize a call girl with just a roll of pennies
Can't bait a lion in ya trap without a tranquilizer
You enterin' a boxing ring with no trainer beside ya
My Panerai watch glows like Avatar
Caviar black diamonds, can you imagine, y'all
Takin' from a rich man plate? Kick in his door
'Cause his war with the bloodsuckers of the poor
The first shall be last, that's just universal law
Pop the cork, the Perrier-Jouët pours, like this
I tell a story of a prince life and all his glory
It's killin' me softly
Somber like the buildings in Fort Greene
Hood monsters and niggas who walk mean
Hood niggas and they just came home and they grip they chrome
Can you hear me, is this thing on?
Test, one, two, gimme some feedback if y'all could feel it
For the home invasion dudes that be robbin' dealers
Picture me runnin' inside they crib, rollin' wit' ya
Mask on the face, tyin' up the sister
Lookin' for the bricks to get richer
Smackin' up the dude with the gun, take the jewels and the funds
A dirty game when you servin' 'caine
Got feds to watch, hoes to watch, checkpoints and roadblocks
Police barricades, batterrams
Doors off the hinges, wake up flinchin', who ratted, man?
Knew who it had to been, states, feds and housin' added in
Every department searchin' your apartment
Ransackin' it, found four ratchets
DEA jackets, we gotta escape the madness
Ha ha, yeah, escape the madness
Yeah, through the eyes of Pablo
That's how I'm lookin' at you, there's an obstacle in everything
It's all natural, I'm keepin' it pilin'
Keepin' heat with the silencers
Learnin' Greek and Italian, speak with kings while dinin'
Good with hyenas, meanin' it's hood when it's time for ridin'
Ties with suppliers from my days of the projects
Where I resided, a phenomenon
With the ambitions of a rider
Pretty amazon on my arm, nigga, I'm the flyest
The flyest, ha ha, yeah
Lemme hear that
Tanasia lyrics - Nas
Tanasia, Tanasia
If you're not from Queensbridge, then you must be from Asia
Never knew a love like this before, who said you was just a whore?
Where you walk, love, I kiss the floor
Truck jewels, big stacks, mustard boots
Construction on her feet, she eat duck confit
I shoot up the club whenever I hit it raw
If she have a baby by me, I'ma love her more
Brings food to the crib when I'm laying low
And she know how to roll weed, but don't smoke
Chinese massages, wifey, no side-chick
Go sight-seeing with the god
Playing cards with my dad, frying chicken for the mob
Simply Lemonade, raspberry for the wash, gosh
She know who tryin' to rock her to sleep to get to me
Give 'em the side eye when she see 'em in the street
Her brother locked up, he doin' ten up in the beast
He's short, he comin' home and she hyped for his release
Fly her to Hollywood, watch flicks from Nollywood
Like hydraulics, she ride the wood
Tanasia, Tanasia
If you're not from Queensbridge, then you must be from Asia
Never knew a love like this before, who said you was just a whore?
Where you walk, love, I kiss the floor
Tanasia, Tanasia
If you're not from Queensbridge, then you must be from Asia
Never knew a love like this before, who said you was just a whore?
Where you walk, love, I kiss the floor
She edu-ma-cated, she said she related to the Asian
Ethic persuasion, the sex is amazin'
Never bought her a Birkin, my night-time nurse
May be more like a surgeon, nice on the eyes, I put that work in
Back when she was on the same block that I would service
Said, "It's straight," we need a place up in Jamaica Estates
And she was like, "Oh no" in a silky Kimono
Said the streets, the snakes, plus Governor Cuomo
Flashes out the window, people takin' my photo
She knew I wasn't gon' be no husband, I be a no-show
Leave her standin' at the altar, bro, I couldn't falter
Plus that Nigerian blood mixed in her culture
Body like she Evel Knievel, on the soul cycle
Lookin' like Janet, dance like Michael
She knew I wasn't cut from the cloth to be a Czar
Now she hit the town with the legal Escobar, she's my—
Tanasia, Tanasia
If you're not from Queensbridge, then you must be from Asia
Never knew a love like this before, who said you was just a whore?
Where you walk, love, I kiss the floor
Tanasia, Tanasia
If you're not from Queensbridge, then you must be from Asia
Never knew a love like this before, who said you was just a whore?
Where you walk, love, I kiss the floor
We fresh outta the Met Gala, express power
Exude the essence of best-dressed for the next hour
Toast glasses, velvet ropes, no trespassin'
Hella smoke, our section has the best fashion
Picture us laughin', how ticklish the money has us
Like little kids, but the difference is we'd much rather
Be ghost, back in the crib, some avocado toast
Laid-back, we choose that over Amalfi Coast
Chillin', startin' to think about children
And bringin' 'em in the world with Kim Jong illin'
But since I'm feelin' what I'm feelin' and she feelin' what she feelin'
I'm willin', she's willin', we buildin'
Every man originated in Asia
One continent, Africa was a part of Asia
Here we are, in this Western Civilization
I believe that we was destined to make it
Tanasia, Tanasia
If you're not from Queensbridge, then you must be from Asia
Never knew a love like this before, who said you was just a whore?
Where you walk, love, I kiss the floor
Tanasia, Tanasia
If you're not from Queensbridge, then you must be from Asia
Never knew a love like this before, who said you was just a whore?
Where you walk, love, I kiss the floor
Royalty lyrics - Nas (feat. RaVaughn)
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead (Wind up dead)
Young queen, cross your legs (Cross your legs)
Put a crown on your head and remove the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't step foot in no penitentiary (Penitentiary), oh
Don't taste the poison (Poison)
No, don't you bail on your family (No), no-no-no-no-no, no
'Cause they don't know you're royalty
But they gon' know when they see us
A known fraud once fell on his own sword
Scrawny as a fiend, he'll tell on his own broad
His lady's crazy and it bugs me
Behind her best friend back, she call her best friend baby ugly
Less then a week ago
He's beatin' his dick to a freak he know
Talkin' dirty to him on speakerphone
Right before he clinked up, his girl creeped up
Swung a knife, hit his cheekbone, made a deep cut
He holdin' his face, he out the door
She yellin' out the window, "You can stay with that whore"
Hours went past, stitched up with the gauze
Gettin' drunk by the store, smokin' blunts with some more
Fraud ass niggas who like to front and big talk
Never swung at nobody, never let a gun spark
Big nine-seven Benz with the old body
Pulls up to the corner, out jumps his old hottie
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead (Wind up dead)
Young queen, cross your legs (Cross your legs)
Put a crown on your head and remove the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't step foot in no penitentiary (Penitentiary), oh
Don't taste the poison (Poison)
No, don't you bail on your family (No), no-no-no-no-no, no
'Cause they don't know you're royalty (Nigga)
But they gon' know when they see us (Yo)
Football wives, basketball wives
Mistresses slash more tires with knives
They lookin' for a dollar
I'm lookin' for a JoAnne Chesimard to turn to a shotta
Spot a King of Diamonds, Onyx, one bitch get it off the floor
Other chick out of her man's pockets
What kind of shows you be watchin'?
It shows, this is how we choose who we should rock with
I think about settlin' down again, have more seeds
Ten toes on the ground again, let hoes be
Nothin' like makin' love with somebody you love
Nothin' like comin' home to grub
Netflix, hugs with a wet kiss
The best shit, take my mind off of makin' records
I need that moral support
Give me a reason to spoil you more
Make 'em jealous of who we are
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead (Wind up dead)
Young queen, cross your legs (Cross your legs)
Put a crown on your head and remove the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't step foot in no penitentiary (Penitentiary), oh
Don't taste the poison (Poison)
No, don't you bail on your family (No), no-no-no-no-no, no
'Cause they don't know you're royalty
But they gon' know when they see us
Tryna get my niggas legitimate
Shit is ugly, my dudes strugglin', drug dealer shit
Silhouette of a murderer, thug nigga, fitted Mets cap
Drunk liquor bit, young black militant
Just hopin' I hit a lick, a criminal's wit
Intelligence, still a menace each Guinness I sip
Bring the kid ideas, the visions I get
How this dude rich? He snuck in with no citizenship
Motivation, so I get off my ass
I'm the star of the movie, lookin' for my supportin' cast
Read the Forbes pages, lookin' at G4s
Wish it could be more, pray I beat the court cases
Women with small waists, lonely, I ain't too far
Smoke weed, and count paper
I'm about paper and pussy and buyin' the bar
Fly ass niggas, y'all jealous of who we are
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead (Wind up dead)
Young queen, cross your legs (Cross your legs)
Put a crown on your head and remove the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't step foot in no penitentiary (Penitentiary), oh
Don't taste the poison (Poison)
No, don't you bail on your family (No), no-no-no-no-no, no
'Cause they don't know you're royalty
But they gon' know when they see us
Who Are You lyrics - Nas (feat. David Ranier)
Hudson
Heard you got your master's
Did college up, never looked back, now that's what's happening
And it's good to see you made it out the hood
With a degree, a true man with passion
Now you could enter the so-called "White Man's Society"
And go right past 'em
Looking in the Wall Street Journal for your face
But it's always absent
There he go, that's him
Eating flan and ambrosia, watch on his arm, golden, laughin'
Try to get his attention, but he's flinching
Guess my grimy clothes threw him off, so I mention
We were neighbors some time ago
He was kinda cold, in this restaurant, full of his kind and more
He sighed, tried to look surprised, I know
His side of the city where he resides, so
I had to go, I heard him laugh hard at some sad black jokes
Hate so-called "intellectuals"
No balls, he suggests we vote
He stand all proud, speaking to correct his folks
He want to lecture folks 'cause he professional
And he suggest that we don't sell dope
And I guess it's true, but who the fuck are you?
Who are you, tryna tell me who I am?
Tryna tell me who I am?
Who are you, tryna tell me what I'm not?
Tryna tell me what I'm not
Who are you, tryna tell me who I am?
Tryna box me in, tryna find who I am
I'm Idi Amin, I'm Marcus Garvey
H. Rap Brown, I'm Muhammad Ali
I'm Reginald Lewis, George Washington Carver
I'm Nas with incredible music, let's do it
Thinking of a master plan
Sipping on disaster, smoking on gangster
Watching niggas argue, chillin' on my bar-stool
With my Hell Up in Harlem hat in hand
With a girl named Pat
She more than a waitress to order your drink with
She divorced a banker and bought the bar
She got an automobile, she give an order to kill
You get caught and robbed, we could see your walk is off
You could lose your rhythm when you outta the gutter for a while
You easily go to soft from hard
Now we all about hustlers, number runners, hoes and sharks
And we all know the code of the block
And you talking some gibberish, anti-nigga shit
'Cause you marched back with Rosa Parks?
Brother, don't start, go build your Noah's Ark
You could float to the end of the world, and pretend what you not
But I know what you are
While I roll in my car, and I'm spending my knot
While my enemies plot, you ain't out of the shot
Matter of fact, you're an easier target
And I respect everything you accomplished
But I hope I never get old and talk that nonsense
So who the fuck are you?
Who are you, tryna tell me who I am?
Tryna tell me who I am?
Who are you, tryna tell me what I'm not?
Tryna tell me what I'm not
Who are you, tryna tell me who I am?
Tryna box me in, tryna find who I am
She Queen of Nzinga
Winnie Mandela, Ida B. Wells
Why can't you tell?
Why can't you tell?
Adult Film lyrics - Nas (feat. Swizz Beatz)
R-A-W
R-A-W
Fuck outta here, second guessin' our love
Dick Tracy, detective, inspectin' hoes need a hug
You need to detect this dick, get your ass out the club
Get a cookbook, you gossipin', watchin' hip-hop and love, uh
I don't mean to be brass, even a genius asks questions in class
Supposed to know a love that'll last
Her friends say "Don't mess with rappers", correction
I'm Akhenaten, King Tut's predecessor
I fantasize, and no mind him, I'm slick with words
Tell your girlfriend I flip the birds
She don't know shit, I am your neighbor
Brother, homie, love, a friend to smoke with
I want us to take road trips, fuck that low shit
I'm on some more 'everybody-should-know' shit
Or let's be real discreet
Everybody lies, not everybody Nas
So your friend might hate (Ay)
When was the last time her and a man was straight? (Ay)
Just chill, light bulbs dim (Ay)
You are my adult film
Life begins right now
Life begins right now (My adult film)
Life begins right now (My adult film)
Life begins right now (R-A-W)
No matter what they say (You are, you are, my adult film)
Life begins right now (You my, you my, R-A-W)
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Fuck outta here, second guessin' our love (Hey)
Dick Tracy, detective, inspectin' hoes need a hug
You need to detect this dick, get your ass out the club (Hey)
Then pick a good book, so we can both get our knowledge up, uh-huh
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
No matter what they say
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
The end of your comfort zone is the start of your life
The end of your comfort zone is the start of your life
You start to get comfortable after you get it right
Yeah, you start to get comfortable after you get it right
Misogynistic monologue what we dialogue
Yeah, I'm mature from the chest, and higher North
But below the waist, I'm a dog
Your girl in heat like cayenne sauce
She so sweet, but she kinda lost
Like me, African name with a diamond cross
But you a strong, stand-tall soldier
They lean on you, expecting you not to fall over
Like you never feel pressure, like you made of steel
So I absorb your pain, I like to see you chill
Eight millimeter cinematic celluloid
I see us both, little girl, little boy
Explorin' the world, similar, virgins became experienced
We both like it in front of mirrors, and this shit start weighin' on me
Feel your good vibes layin' on me
When them light bulbs dim
Lemme watch you, my adult film
Life begins right now
Life begins right now (My adult film)
Life begins right now (My adult film)
Life begins right now (R-A-W)
No matter what they say (You are, you are, my adult film)
Life begins right now (You my, you my, R-A-W)
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Fuck outta here second guessin' our love (Hey)
Dick Tracy, detective, inspectin' hoes need a hug
You need to detect this dick, get your ass out the club (Hey)
Then pick a good book, so we can both get our knowledge up, uh-huh
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
No matter what they say
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Life begins right now
Hey
Hey
War Against Love lyrics - Nas
Wassup, African?
Wassup, African?
Yo the Haiti, Barbados, Bahamas, Grenada
The war is against love, we under attack
Paris, Pyar, St. Thomas, DR
The war is against love, who's busting back?
From New York to Botswana, London to Guyana
To every single African that's on the map
Yo, to Mexico, to Cuba, Iceland to Bermuda
The war is against love, we under attack
Scientists told us how the Mayans lived
Highways are landing strips for planes to land
Before the Wright brothers planned aerodynamics
Now I am chilling 20 karats like a savage
Not embarrassed
Buy what I'm copping while I'm shopping out in Paris
Parasites try to steal the culture (True)
While chem trails and satellites hover over
Feds is watching, real niggas ask this is so (Ask this is so)
Still the 5th is loaded (5th is loaded)
For these lawyers who be ripping soldiers off in court
They don't get em all, they just take your money and lie
Have you sitting up north (Foul)
Study the law (Word)
Get your appeal (True)
Soon you back on the street the shit'd get real (Facts)
They try to kill us off since the days of the brilliant Moors
May they ships pull up to the Sicilian shores
So I hustle more, ain't no justice for the poor
Got me feeling like middle fingers up, fuck the law
Bust a Dutchie open, liquor pour
Chicago yo, you know Chicago y'all know
The war is against love, we under attack (Yeah)
New Orleans, New Orleans to Queens
Yo the war is against love, who's busting back? (Me)
To Detroit (Yeah), St. Louis (Yeah, yeah)
To every hood in all the 50 states on the map (Map)
Chocolate city, North and South Philly (Philly)
Feel me, the war is against love, we under attack
I went from, semi-bummy nigga to money nigga (Ha)
Bike nigga to car nigga
Christ nigga to Allah nigga (Alḥamdulillāh)
Then I evolved, nigga (Yeah)
No religions, my commandments are my standards (Word)
A stand up man, no clowning, no snitching
Got a bid, I'm sitting down
Do the time, call it paying taxes
Living with my actions (Word), corners to the grave
Yeah, I'm on that wave
Yeah, I fornicate with fly bitches, horny ways
Just the way I was taught, though (Uh)
Can't tell if this is reality or just another award show?
These women be lost, so beautiful, so smart (Word)
But why can't we be heavenly? Don't think, use your heart (Yo' heart)
'Cause we could be so great, pray it's not too late
Put pride aside, coincide, I bet we both be straight
Straight to the top, side to side, twin Rolls Royces
We made choices to be devoted (Uh)
To go at those foes who come at us with upside down crosses
The war is against love, I ain't trusting that (Trusting that, uh, uh)
The war is against love, who's busting back? (Me, me, me, uh)
To all the 50 states, all across the map (The whole world, too)
USA and beyond (And beyond)
The war is against love, how will you react to that?
Yeah, tell you how I'm reacting
I'm strapped and ready, go all the way
The war is against peace
The war is against love
Yeah, know that
The Art of It lyrics - Nas (feat. J. Myers)
Fire spitter, I ain't never met a higher nigga
Me extinguished is like Queensbridge fiendless
Mansion, marble foyer
I can afford a closet in alphabet order
A life, Adidas under A, the B for beater, Bottega
British Knights sneaker, my C so ill
That, man, I get chills when I look at my Christian Diors, they kill
D is for Dries Van Noten
Young niggas try to keep up with what I'm doing
D cups, tequila and blunts
Weed, women, and liquor
Depending on the day is a different mission
They not knowing, they wanna know what he got on
The QB Don went and got his Pete Rock on
Nas keep a fine bitch to roll his weed up for him
My niggas in Mount Vernon keep it G'd up for him
Speaking of G, the gat I'm good with it, hit your hood with it
.44s never could miss him, coming to see us
Glad to see you made it home to the hood, nigga
We blowing trees, tell me, don't it feel good, nigga?
Damn it feels good, it feels good don't it?
La-la-la
Put that good shit in the air (Yeah)
La-la-la
Niggas in the hood don't live forever (My G niggas)
As long as we together (My QB niggas)
We gon' put that good shit in the air (Yeah)
La-la-la
Another bullet manufactured, another man in his casket
Fuck maintaining, that's lame language
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, I duck quick
Seen fire flashes, the type of fire that spit out a magnum
And I'm the type who runs to the drama looking for who clapping
Nike boot, what I eat him, he like food
Pulled out the barrel
Four-fifths rip through bone marrow
Make his toes spiral the dirt
While his feet kick up rock, he's a sprinter
Police agenda, lock up niggas for three winters
When I attack I'm faceless like a iron mask
They get away quick, traceless, lying back, liars pass
I breathe deep like Lamaze class
Live young, obtain wisdom, and die last
Stretched out or in a body bag, I ain't that
Live young, obtain wisdom, and die last
Damn it feels good, it feels good don't it?
La-la-la
Put that good shit in the air (Yeah)
La-la-la
Niggas in the hood don't live forever (My G niggas)
As long as we together (My QB niggas)
We gon' put that good shit in the air (Yeah)
La-la-la
Look, I don't have that much time, candidly, I'm in divorce
Rumors, DUIs, in and out of court
Different judges, assault charges hovers on your boy
Other niggas' wives lust to be under covers with your boy
Y'all don't want an angry Nas on your label
Y'all got plenty checks, CEO, man
I'm only 36 but if it's— point five on the table
I say with all respect my dude
Thank you, we had the best times but I'm about respect, I'm about the talent I possess
Never know, there could just be a time when I'm behind your desk then let you go
Could you imagine Nas the exec?
The artist on the masters controlling your release
Probably they wanna wait 'til I'm deceased to honor me
So my product'll be a big commodity
Not bothered if my son and daughter eat off of me
Cautiously I write this next line honestly 'cause I'm a G, there's no beef
I used to open off making fifty Gs
But now I spend that on a diamond to make her neck freeze
My larynx'll serenade the hood
I tell the cops my blood dirty, they say I'm all good
TMZ, they hoping when the marriage end I'ma turn to Larry Flynt
Nas is not the average gent, I'm on my classy shit
Here's one small percent of what y'all in store to get
More real nigga shit
Damn it feels good, it feels good don't it?
La-la-la
Put that good shit in the air (Yeah)
La-la-la
Niggas in the hood don't live forever (My G niggas)
As long as we together (My QB niggas)
We gon' put that good shit in the air (Yeah)
La-la-la
Highly Favored lyrics - Nas
Patient
My faith is highly favored by the father, love to all
Rest in peace to Zanu, the barber brought cases
Celebrate and take us back to thought
The real New York, death to rapists and rats
The touch school to Brooklyn stories
The kings, the lifers, the lords of Queens
Or the stories on Puerto Rican righteous, I heard things
Know some people who know people
Getting money, the broke people claim you owe some people
It's easy to explain anything to a real liver of life
Who live where you live and see shit the same
Gotta watch who you joke with or get checked
We easily mistake jokes for disrespect
Where I'm from, it's never over if somebody dies
Somebody gon' ride, years later, somebody son, double 4-5
You laid up in ICU, hoping you survive
Too many stories like this one
What's shaking?
My faith is highly favored by the father, peace to all (Peace to all, yeah)
Patience
My faith is highly favored by the father, peace to y'all (Peace to y'all, yeah)
What's shaking?
My faith is highly favored by the father, peace to all (Peace to all, yeah)
What's shaking?
What's shaking?
Uh, yeah
Some are caricatures, amateur boys
I'm like a classic pianist with a handful of sores
Bandages on my finger, still managing chords
Like a live band, performing in a sand storm
Blind, but I still hit the right keys
Swift as a life breeze, dripping
In fear of God, scented in Diptyque fragrance
Some nights Creed flavors, I am motivation
I don't talk on the next man, I am never hating
This daily bread, holy bread
Alphabetical numerals, codes of red
What's more dense, gold or lead?
What's more expensive?
The OG said, "No matter what it is, rent it
And never buy it, it's all temporary possessions
We don't own nothing on this Earth but our soul and that's the lesson"
Project apartment parties, rest in peace to Marley
Try not to get booked by Officer Laverty
What's shaking?
My faith is highly favored by the father, peace to all (Peace to all, yeah)
Patience
My faith is highly favored by the father, peace to y'all (Peace to y'all, yeah)
What's shaking?
My faith is highly favored by the father, peace to all (Peace to all, yeah)
What's shaking?
What's shaking?
Queens Wolf lyrics - Nas
At fourteen tried out for the ball team
Junior high, they denied me
I shot bricks that made the backboard scream
Fightin' Italian rival gangs, they was sniffin' glue
I was skippin' school, smokin' green, that was the shit to do
Stole somebody team jacket at practice, slept through my classes
The borough Queens, so it's rep the Q to the casket
Average student, had illusions of the supernatural
Horror movie addict, werewolf fanatic and Dracul'
One night after school and train hoppin' and snatchin' jewels
I dozed at midnight, woke up a little after two
My hands shook violently
My eyes took red
My hair spun in ways
Bread was the only word I said
I heard voices in the nights calling, the Benz engine roaring
Heard that gin and champagne pourin' and niggas ballin'
I put the .22 on my waist
The face in the moon had a mean look
I transformed to the Queens wolf
You could hear me growlin' through public housin'
No telling, might wake up in Queens house or Rikers Island
A Queens wolf
Ladies wanna get beside him
If haters try bussin' the silver bullet inside him, they dyin'
You could hear me growlin' through public housin'
No telling, might wake up in Queens house or Rikers Island
A Queens wolf
Ladies wanna get beside him
If haters try bussin' the silver bullet inside him, they dyin'
Waking up is a pleasure though last night I can't remember
Cash up on my dresser, where'd it come from?
This is messed up
What kind of fatal drug am I taking? Who laced it?
Previous night, memories who erased it?
Wasn't even wasted
I do recall the nightfall, lunar, the stars around it
Then my man called, said what I did, the goons were talkin' 'bout it
Singin' me praises, said I lit the corners up
It sounded like Vietnam screamin' out "QBietnam" the loudest
"Homie them dudes is scared you gon' spray 'em, word to Bing
They'll do anything, pay you real good to be on their team"
So that explain the money and the chains that's on my dresser drawer
That wasn't there a day before, I should press 'em all
But I be on some cool shit, nigga, my QU shit
Audemars watch, burn a peach Swish', new whip
Stoli' vodka, club soda with my new chick
Ah shit, teeth showing, snarling when the moon's lit
You could hear me growlin' through public housin'
No telling, might wake up in Queens house or Rikers Island
A Queens wolf
Ladies wanna get beside him
If haters try bussin' the silver bullet inside him, they dyin'
You could hear me growlin' through public housin'
No telling, might wake up in Queens house or Rikers Island
A Queens wolf
Ladies wanna get beside him
If haters try bussin' the silver bullet inside him, they dyin'
It Never Ends lyrics - Nas
Buckets like Gilligan
Still I peep reptilians in the Filligan
Blendin' in, my quintillion ton brain
Got me revealing men
Quintessential Queensbridge poet back to the grill again
Did songs with Chubb Rock to Chris Brown, switch styles
Yet to see any heavyweight make it to this round
This that pure champion sound, I wear the crizzown
Raw, one take, I don't even need a mixdown
Demure, not docile, volatile, I kick down
Amphibians, reptiles that make that hiss sound
They eyes change color, their pupils start to slit down
When I take cover, and I let off a fifth round
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight .38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
Rest in peace to B.I., the shit never ends
B.I.G. shit
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight .38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends (Never ends, never ends)
The world's going crazy, this shit never ends (Never ends, never ends)
Stop waiting for the hood to 'preciate ya
Whoever gets love in the hood, he's a freak of nature
When I said I wasn't mainstream, lames scream
"What does he mean?
Who does he think he is?
His bank be hid, he hardly out
He still as hard as he was when he started out"
We count 'em out, we count 'em in
Amongst the real, never my crown in doubt
So around my house with my wiz, lessons I got from my friends
Do they love me for me or love me for them?
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight .38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
The world's out war, the shit never ends
Everybody packin'
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight .38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends (Never ends, never ends)
It never ends, the shit never ends (Never ends, never ends)
What will it take to end?
Can't see me moving, I'm like the fastest
I'm a 3D movie, no need of glasses
They hate it before they hear it
Clear that my perseverance is somethin' they can't bear
It's become apparently clear
They fear me, I'm not dying or rather
Put my ears to the blaring cop siren
Am I here or in a hot dryer?
Didn't hear all that pop-soundin' fakespeare, pop rhymin'
Niggas should stop lyin'
Why in a whole year, you still in the same spot trying
To change, but you not risin'?
When will somebody real tell him he not Nas-in'
Cars, you just started drivin'
I've been ridin', been made it
You and your pretend stages
I did this since windbreakers (Windbreakers)
You Mean the World to Me lyrics - Nas
Where we met, I had to give her mad respect
She was with her man, he took a drag from her cigarette
He told her he'll be back, he jumped in the meter cab
Gestured to her cell to tell her where to meet him at
Now she was mad, and I was looking for my car
She had some plastic bags, coming from the supermarket
Cooking for his ass, how she gone get to the projects?
She ain't got no cash, and she strugglin' while walkin'
So I drive past, yo I say "I ain't no stalker wit yo big 'ole ass
Here's my help I'm tryna offer, I give you a lift"
Who woulda knew it turn to this? Now we in the mix
Baby moved up in my crib and she left her ex
Damn we speedin'
Now girl, you mean the world to me
Now girl, you mean the world to me
I'm a king, you're a queen
His and hers sinks and the diamond rings
You don't have to look back at him
Just get your bags packed and then
A new life soon begins
Like I told you when I'm in, I'm in
I'm a king, you're a queen
His and hers sinks and the diamond rings
You don't have to look back at him
Just get your bags packed and then
A new life soon begins
Like I told you when I'm in, I'm in
I'm a king, you're a queen
His and hers sinks and the diamond rings
You don't have to look back at him
Just get your bags packed and then
A new life soon begins
Like I told you when I'm in, I'm in
Baby girl had a son
He was three, yeah I took him in
Now she call him little me, I even look like him
Nah, I mean he look like me, a couple shades darker
She be calling him Blackie, that's 'cause his real father jet black
So she treat him like it's a setback
I don't respect that
Now his pops calling collect at the new crib on the new number
Now how he get that?
See, now I knew we was a mismatch
I'm laid back, you too used to getting pimp smacked
I see where I went wrong at
I just tried to bring out the queen in you
But when you make a girl leave her man
You never really know where she stand
How you know she really yours?
Somebody could do the same to you
(Same to you, same to you)
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh
QueensBridge Politics lyrics - Nas
Talking to this cutie on FaceTime
Trying to figure out if she gon' give me that face time
I don't wanna tour, I wanna chill with my son more
Teach him about Egypt and tranquility
Critically analyze black lives and respectability
Why Prodigy mural get vandalized? Why Prodigy?
The project politics obviously
Demagogue democracy, in the fog I see the Mobb represented into the light
Back to the source where all energy comes
Your enemy, dunn, was internal
A disease that needs a vaccination
Plagues black seeds
The industry ain't as friendly as it first seems
When you dream of drivin' your whip to ya house in Florida Keys
On behalf of me and Queens and all of the Gs
Bandana P will always stand as tall as the trees
First things first, this should be understood
Queensbridge, just ain't any other hood
It's music, legacy is incredibly high pedigree
I don't mean this disrespectfully alphabetically
If it's hard to swallow and the credits of B street singing this Bernard Fowler
He sang with the Rolling Stones, background for Bootsy Collins
Marley Marl's advanced raps sound perfect timing
The early '80s, we babies, Pebblee Poo dropped
The beat was crazy and Marley was changing hip-hop
Then Marley and Shanté caught a body, UTFO
She cold, "Roxanne's Revenge", she was 14 years old
Then came the Juice Crew and the who's whos
G Rap, Rakim and Kane, beats made in the Q-U
I was probably playing with .32s in the lobby
It's Queensbridge over everything and everybody
I wish the 'book never came out
And everything got straightened out
Before you left, I saw you, it was all love
Except we needed to build more and get things correct
Now I gotta accept it, 'cause there's honor in death
Wish you was here with us P
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shout out to Havoc, shout out to 'Pone
Shout out to Jungle
Shout out to Jeff
Shout out to Big Lord
The big dog (Lord)
Free Bar, Spark (Bar, Spark)
It's a lot going on
Free the kings
It's a lot going on man, it's heavy
Goodfellas man
Prodigy man
It's heavy man
We need to lighten it up
To all y'all, my bros
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