Intro lyrics - Nas
I am the Archbishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board of Famous Players everywhere
They're talkin' about me, that's why I'm Hip Hop
When they talk about the cars, I got one slick outside
When they talk about the clothes, look at me
When they talk about the bling bling jewelry, I brought this to town
I'm the official, the original Don Dada
I make it official like a referee with a whistle
Without me, there would be none
I brought it to town when these guys were little babies
I was the number 1 Mack in the country
So that's why I'm Hip Hop
'Cause everything they rap about, I am about that
Abracadabra lyrics - Nas
They gonna try me, they on my body, new illuminati
No way to describe me, no other word other than godly
I run it back to back to back to back, ain't no one beside me
I'm doin' 'em grimey (Yeah)
I don't know what got inside me (Yeah)
Durag energy
I'm on a wave, you niggas cap
Give you the shakes like Faces of Death tapes when that lady got hit on a track
I'm seeing black, so I gotta black, the magic is black (Magic is black)
One generation don't listen to Nas, don't listen to rap
Spit on my platinum plaques
They probably spit on my grave for real
I split 'em like Puffy and Mase for real
Cause I got a budget to waste for real
Hit-Boy on the drum and the bass
Nobody jump on the stage
R.I.P. Trouble, but niggas is actin' like they want some trouble today (Let's go)
I'ma say what it is, I'm the one taking the risk
Y'all creatin' the hate but I be creatin' with Hit
Ain't no way we can miss (No)
Ain't no way we can miss (No)
Ain't no way we can miss (No)
Can't put a grade on my shit (No)
You should be ashamed of y'all lists (A+)
I put some pain into this
I put my veins, blood, bone, soul
I put my brain into this
Y'all moving brainless
Anything to be famous
I'm a magician, you should listen, it's never the same tricks
2020, when we did the first one
Five album run, now the cursed one, it's a blessed one
By the time y'all hear this, we be half way through the next one
Bless up
All the rappers we lost, I'm hopin' they rest up
Back to my Roots like Questlove
Still avoidin' the extras
What will they say today, I came from carrying crates
To touring through various states
I'm doing what's never been done to this day
Even the great can be on a plate, nobody safe
Abracadabra, saw 'em in half and then reattach 'em, I'm doing magic
Can you escape?
I gotta say what it is, I been the one takin' the risk
Y'all creatin' the hate but I be creatin' with Hit
Ain't no way we can miss (No)
Ain't no way we can miss (Yo)
Ain't no way we can miss (Yo)
Can't put a grade on my shit
They gonna try me, they on my body, new illuminati
Killin' em easy, God, I'm doin' this thing as a hobby
I'm runnin' it back to back to back to back, ain't no one beside me
I'm doin' em grimey (Yeah)
I don't know what got inside me (Yeah)
Office Hours lyrics - Nas (feat. 50 Cent)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, yeah
No reason to stop
That shit just flowin' like water
Let it float
Bruce Lee said, "Be like water"
Flow like water
Just coast
Don't even think about that
Hip Hop's back
Esco, they know over 808's or fatal over samples
I go yayo, crack music like the yay, so I'm plugged in
Jumper cables, trap, bumpin' like pre-Nato 70's
I played with Play-Doh, all I see a bunch of Fredos
Godfather, they on payroll
They on go, when I say so
Not to kill, not a halo
They gon' build, plant tomatoes in the field
Now those Jada white negotiator on the phone
Talkin' paper, office hours all day though
I'm from the hood that started the YERRR
Go and check and do your research, I started the surge
That big necklace shit
After the 80's, after Rakim, I resurrected it
Chest is lit, freezin' I'm polar vortexin' it
Got it, quiz me, am I gonna step from the business?
A lot of fillings in this game like I just left the dentist
Without a numbing needle
I feed the people 'cause I love the people
Two series at once, yeah, let's run the sequel
If I really got it dumb it down for some of y'all
That's that Magic and that KD at the same time
Not Dumber or Dumber
This ain't a Dumb or Dumber sequel
Jeff Daniels, Jim Carrey's my mans (Yeah)
But here's the plan
Multitasker
I don't need an OG pass
See my trajectory is everlasting, like Curtis Jackson
Hit 105 and did a crazy tirade
I'm surprised that I acted that way
A baby Mac-10, on my yac shit
Carhartt in the cold
Don't get confused or used or let them bother your soul
Rap what I live, I sleep good, I have no vendettas
We the reason you spelling why with capital letters, listen
And for those who want my position
You gotta step inside a time-machine, come back with a vengeance
You should go study my analytics
I shouted people on verses that ain't deserve it
When it's turnt shit, I stand on business
Shout to the ones that hold and gave passes
Could've been a lot of graves full of caskets
Damn, I'm a good guy
For that I think I'm blessed more
All these Fredos could've been added to the death score
There'll be second line dancin' on St Charles Street
New Orleans band was jammin', playin' a raw beat
They gon' miss him, sad, they say they stopped his heartbeat
Like his arteries clogged from feasting on some hard meat
Innocent victim
Stick 'em, get 'em, book 'em, good you got 'em
Glad you took 'em
Black and wasn't lookin', headshot
Drill shit up the pole
Pure shit, 40 Glock
Kill snitch, run, but you still hit
Ratpack 'em, jump 'em, gun butt 'em, rub 'em
He fight back, snuff 'em
This shit ain't bout nuttin'
You saw it but you ain't seen shit
This is Queens shit
No ifs, ands, or buts in between shit
It's 50, nigga
You already know how I get when I get on my bullshit
He's tweakin' and geekin'
Southside, nigga
QB nigga, yeah
So what we gon' do? Where Jungle at?
What we gon' do?
We stayin' in here? Or we goin' out?
Shit, we should go out, we rich as a muthafucka
Esco, they know over 808's or fatal over samples
I go yayo, crack music like the yay, so I'm plugged in
Jumper cables, trap, bumpin' like pre-Nato 70's
I played with Play-Doh, all I see a bunch of Fredos
All I see a bunch of Fredos
All I see a bunch of Fredos, all I
All I see is a bunch of Fredos
Ha, ayo Fif, I might put my next album out on G-Unit
You let 'em slap you around out here
You can't let 'em slap you around out here, it's bad for the family
They put a hand on you, you put two on them
Fuckin' Fredos
One thing I hate is a fucking Fredo
It's bad for the family
Black Magic lyrics - Nas
Uh, she havin' nightmares sleepin' next to me
Waking up unexpectedly
Maybe somebody hexin' me
Questionin' blessings on me protect me from weaponry
Hopin' she gon' have the same success if she don't let 'em in
I mean to set the alarm, she dreamt of all the whips
High speed chase, turn the TV on, I saw that shit
Dreamt she saw me bleeding like a True Blood was caught up in
And it's crazy that I really woke up and bought the whips
Tapped her on the shoulder, don't believe in
Superstitious thesis, 'cause I'm amongst the demons
Cross on me the first time I got tatted
These are the cards I was handed
I'm accessing the damage
Like the whole Jackson 5 dancin'
How I slide out, super squeaky always keep my sneakers clean
Back home, late night, iPhone on DND
Shorty's sleeping next to me and it's not even sexually
I think she might be scared, she hope nobody put a hex on me
Black Magic undefeated
Black Magic undefeated
Nasty bitch, bad as fuck, don't ever try to play with me
And I got that trait in me to give your ass the vacancy
Never got a wedding ring, the life that she engaged to
Change, cars, nightlife, that's what she a slave to
Now it's time to feed her, eat it up like everyday
Evil in the atmosphere, let's hit it with the sage
Black Magic
Walk in skyscrapers, walk in, yeah
No good deed goes unpunished
It's the bummiest, dumbest
Life got bad luck in abundance
Look how happy these lames be
Whenever lies get slung at
The God, why they so angry, like they wishin' they can just run with
Anything when it come to Nas
The desperation it shows
Devil is inside of you
Black smoke, black magic, on your back, it's riding you
If I was you, I would watch who I give my power to
I don't make no coward moves
My solution's fuck ton of positive is what I'm producin'
Thought patterns convoluted
Your witchcraft won't do nothin'
My Jesus piece is too flooded
Rosemarys, rose Cubans
The world addicted to black music
Black culture, that's black magic
It's way more than fat asses
Who chain bigger, who car the fastest
New contracts, I autograph it
New haters, that's automatic
They ain't see this comin', they got hit with the new wave
Evil in the atmosphere, let's hit it with the sage
God in heaven
Please protect the G's
Protect my ladies out there
And the children
Motion lyrics - Nas
Yeah
Test, test
Yeah
I might spend a week, I might
Yo
I might spend a week at the Magic Castle
Presidential Suite, made of brass and alabaster
You can cast a spell
Just backfires, they satire
My guyzer's and I just watching from highrises
Weird luck, 'cause when we fail, we only fail up
I tear up every time I see a mail truck
Know that check comin' five-hundred a piece, smoothly
Ayo, that shit behooves me
They need to bring back beheadings
Guillotines for guys, get whacked like medieval times
They not ready
What we touch, leave everything dead-y
For tryna stop us, you can't, like my man said, we havin' motion
We havin' motion
We havin' motion
And ya'll ain't havin' no motion
No motion
No motion
Me and Hit, we havin' motion
Havin' motion
Havin' motion
And y'all ain't havin' no motion
It's all over
Like when the show end
Best friends chill by the pool, they bellydancing
Lampin', throwback sweatsuits from Grambling
Maybach trucks, Breaking Bad like Bryan Cranston
Black and white Nike Dunks, them clean Pandas
Dump the ashes in the ocean, get the sharks high
All black yacht, we made it from the hard times
In any era, Rivieras is my backdrop
Hacienda interchangeable, mad spots
Rollin' dice, shirts like Miami Vice
The women, they wear the scent that seduce with embroidered ice
The flesh, a vessel, I'm not obsessed with death
I manifest what's best
I'm ghetto tested, bless
I'm havin' motion like an eighteen-wheeler out on the turnpike
My worst night, a motion picture Fox Searchlight
Three-wheel motion
West Coast shit
Nigga overdoses, imperial pistols, ferocious
Explosive
East Coast shit
Motion like Flavor Flav in that "I Ain't No Joke" vid
And I ain't gotta say a word 'cause they know
I see Anchorage out in Turks & Caicos
Maybe they too angry, that's why they don't got motion
We havin' motion
We havin' motion
And y'all ain't havin' no motion
No motion
No motion
Me and Hit, we havin' motion
Havin' motion
Havin' motion
And y'all ain't havin' no motion
It's all over
Like when the show end
Best friends chill by the pool, they bellydancing
Lampin', throwback sweatsuits from Grambling
Maybach trucks, Breaking Bad like Bryan Cranston
Black and white Nike Dunks, them clean Pandas
Bokeem Woodbine lyrics - Nas
One two, one two
Yeah
I know some goofies that wanna scalp me, ouch
Wipe out my accounts, leave me needin' mouth-to-mouth
But that just aroused my style
Then I party like I'm Tony in a South Beach house
Bars hittin' like I'm still livin' couch-to-couch
Motivation for the trappers living ounce-to-ounce
This is rockstar status, Neil Young with a bounce
I know that make you uncomfortable and make you say ouch
Snub nose like the Colombos and Bonannos
Rum in the cup holder, hittin' bumps and spill on the sandals
And car panels
I drew attention with artistic vision
Make an incision like Alonzo did to Joshua in Jason's Lyric
I think I caught the holy spirit
I put my soul in lyrics
Closed casket and we know who did it
E-S-C-O, I'm in the pole position
Yo, she chose this pimpin', put the pain inside the music 'cause I know they listenin'
'Member I sat on Kool G Rap' couch
Drank Ol E till we could'a blacked out
He pulled the track out
Thinkin' 'bout what to rap bout
Snappin' like Chrisean and Blueface
Tradin' bars with the gods till they get the screwface
Ouch
I know that's painful like playin' hoops and sprain your ankles
Or gettin' robbed for your Jesus
Your girl ain't stay true
That shit will hurt you like a K do
Being crossed by your homie, wow, he ain't the same dude
I'm bent off good wine, like Bokeem Woodbine
Home reading a script, lighting up from a good line
Not no cocaine, this that crack though
She asked for my passcode
She got what she asked for
I know some goofies that wanna scalp me, ouch
Wipe out my accounts, leave me needin' mouth-to-mouth
But that just aroused my style
Then I party like I'm Tony in a South Beach house
Bars hittin' like I'm still livin' couch-to-couch
Motivation for the trappers living ounce-to-ounce
This is rockstar status, Neil Young with a bounce
I know that make you uncomfortable and make you say ouch
Ouch
My view is they only do it for views
Knife in my back and I wear the wounds
Like razor blades and lemon juice
I know it's hurtin' 'em how I move
You a sniper, she a sniper
Ouch
That's a painful situation
Ouch
You know when they say jokes but it be real
Ouch
You might take it like they hatin'
Pain pills can't even help you
Don't even matter if you're sedated
And you be swearin' you that boy
Then why shorty got you waiting?
Ouch
Ouch
Ouch
Yeah, yeah, ouch
Shit, it feel good it feel good
Shit feel good bruh
Feel good, it's that good type of pain
Earvin Magic Johnson lyrics - Nas
On my Earvin Magic Johnson, I'm enterprising
I keep it ghetto like the hood before they gentrified it
I might burn this bitch down, Left Eye, Andre Rison
I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in
Shout to Rae and Ghost
Can it be all so simple? One of my favorite quotes
From 42nd Street, days of pimps wearing suede loafs
That McDonalds is still there where we had to trade blows
Then I stood on stages, Australia on occasion
Country Club, House of Blues, stadium status, hands wavin'
Hip-Hop 50 celebration, funny we the same age and
We just keep on getting iller, word to Heavy, word to Dilla
Word to Hev, word to Dilla
Milk D, I'm top billin', cooked in soul, grandma's skillet
And they rearrange my quotes, try to make me out the villain
Have you jammed up like what you spread on toast
Here's a dose of that interesting poetry others wishing they wrote
We don't smell y'all smoke, you should try a different approach
Word to Hev, word to Dilla
Overweight pockets for my niggas 'til the scales tippin', get it?
On my Earvin Magic Johnson, I'm enterprising
I keep it ghetto like the hood before they gentrified it
I might burn this bitch down, Left Eye, Andre Rison
I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in
(Only built for Cuban links)
I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in
(Only built for Cuban links)
I can't trust you built for none of this unless we tied in
Family ties, squad ties, money ties
Suit and ties, shoes tied, ready to ride, choose a side
Thought I told you all the time that we was surfin'
And you know I'm down for my niggas, free C-Murder
Fuck the chat, you know that I'm 'bout my mathematics
When you run up mad numbers, yeah, that's when they get the maddest
Acrobatics with the alphabets, I gave out Pateks
And I gave out Rollies and new Ranges to the baddest
Plus I wear the scars from the streets, ducking the mark of the beast
I know some brothers doin' life, they say, "Nas talkin' for me"
My brother Will for real, he used to thug the thugs
I'm throwin' George Washingtons 'cause we them ones, uh
Word to Hev, word to Dilla
Rest up, half a million on an island all alone, I still ball
Me and Wilson put up forty on the board
At the Forum like I'm Magic and Kareem on the floor
Pat Riley on the bench callin' plays, I just score (I just score, I just score)
Callin' plays, we just score (I just score, yeah)
Word to Hev, word to Dilla
Milk D, I'm top billin', cooked in soul, grandma's skillet, get it?
On my Earvin Magic Johnson, I'm enterprising
I keep it ghetto like the hood before they gentrified it
I might burn this bitch down, Left Eye, Andre Rison
I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in
(Only built for Cuban links)
I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in
(Only built for Cuban links)
I can't trust you built for none of this unless we tied in
What This All Really Means lyrics - Nas
I finally see
See what it all mean
Yeah
The feeling of the first time seeing your name on a flier
It just was yesterday picture that on the day you retire
And they still shocked and amazed, I made it up higher
'Cause I came up with them hotheads that played with the fire
Product of the 80's, Prada, Milan, store for the lady
I'm a carnivore constantly come with concepts to pay me
I'm responsible for they most cockiest behavior
My DNA in they G'd up ways, and they surveyin'
I showed 'em, my scrotum is golden
Rap game stomach was swollen
I left these bastards on your doorsteps
Behold 'em
Ideas come and go away, but I already thought 'em
So, years later they still new when I go record 'em
I done hooked up with a beast
Never stingy with the beats
Experimental accident records wind up killing the streets
Black and Proud shirts, white Jesus pieces on Cuban links
Civil war chick, yo, she black and white on Egyptian sheets
And I can see the jealousy
I think they really scared of me
Do what I do and let it be
And that's the way I always been since I was seventeen
I finally see what this all really means
Did a double album when rap double albums was startin'
They bootlegged "I Am... ", an album I put my heart in
Nipsey met me to do a doc about it 'fore he departed
He talked to Stoute about it too, 'cause he was part of that project (Yeah)
Back then we charted with the CDs and tapes
And I still come out the field, you either scrape or get scraped
You either in or out, you rollin' or you just in the way
What this all really means, I had to reload the drake
Eighty years old, I'm still gon' have a chain, a kilo it weigh
Speedos on the beach, my belly out when I land in Capri
Wearing black owned designer (uh)
Math on my mind (Ok)
It's a while 'fore I get there, almost past forty nine
I be on the block easy with a glass full of wine
Red chrome, heart lenses to see I'm in my third prime
The Q-U-double E-N-S
Y'all gon' need some EMS when we drop this and that's a bet
The feeling of the first time seeing your name on a flier
It just was yesterday, picture that on the day you retire
And they still shocked and amazed I made it up higher
'Cause I came up with them hotheads that play with the fire (It's facts)
And I can see the jealousy
I think they really scared of me
Do what I do and let it be
And that's the way I always been since I was seventeen
I finally see what this all really means
It's everything
From the hard times
I finally know what this all really means
The bad times
Anthony Saleh, we got a team
The better times
All mixed in between
Sunshine and rain
Yeah
Yeah
Tough people last, tough times don't
Yeah
Tough people last, tough times don't
Now I see
Slow It Down lyrics - Nas
Nas like the Nazca Lines, could only be seen from up high
Only the true understand me, but I see 'em as family
I saw this shit when I was fourteen, I counted on it
I was born at dawn with a powerful, poignant style they wanted
Never dissin' for clout
Y'all know what this about
Niggas try to deflect from the fact people saw them fizzle out
The people saw them try to make hit songs that went wrong
This about the money, right? 'Cause all that shit done been gone
Just throw a nickel at the wishing well rappers
Watch it sink to the bottom, and I wish 'em all happiness
I'm in the cut, attention-needers need to front
See 'em front, the world watchin' them shine, that's all they want
And I always get my cut, imagine that making you mad
I'm just a real version, they don't make 'em like that
Never had to get the youth to relate for the bag
And since they smarter than us, they know Nas was once they age
Made they pay grade, the youngster phase
Same mistakes, the time have changed
Tryin' not to touch the cage, but touch interior
In the front is the trunk, that's the custom carrier
Let's play a game, I hand you a king of diamonds
The hand is faster than the eye, check in your pocket
I snap my fingers, I'm up in smoke like The Chronic
Disappear, reappear, right in front of your optics
Let's slow it down
Was I moving too fast for you?
Let's slow it down, then
If you gotta slow it down, I won't laugh at you
Let's slow it down
Slow it down
Might be moving too fast for you
Was I moving too fast for them? Slow it down
Let's slow it down
Upon closer inspection, they really are non-threatening, I bomb first and I stretch it
Instigators causing these problems, that's why I question everything and everybody that's aiming in this direction
That's why I sound like I been spending time in spa
Thinking 'bout the days I first heard I became a star
Words from my A&R, I'm noticin' that they notice me
Gun and a mean mug and was slow to speak
Now I hold meetings over cold sake and kobe beef
Hockey jersey, a hoodie underneath
Set up the trust, appoint the trustee
Corporations is the modern day custees
My flow is the hard substance, mastered at Bernie Grundman
The stovetop and oven, my company going public
I see the puppets, they movin' like they the judges
But Nas in all the subjects, it's hard for you to catch up with
Let's slow it down
Was I moving too fast for you?
Let's slow it down, then
If you gotta slow it down, I won't laugh at you
Let's slow it down
Slow it down
Might be moving too fast for you
Was I moving too fast for them? Slow it down
Let's slow it down
I might be movin' at lightspeed
I landed icy in Iceland to sightsee
This long mink on me pricey
I might perm up my shit like I'm Ice-T
American Pimp I'm on time and
Only thing that I pimp is this rhymin'
I made that work for me back since the 90's
That's the daily affirmations to remind me
I might be movin' at lightspeed
To do what I'm doin's unlikely
This new urgency's perfectly hurtin' 'em
Send these suckers to emergency nightly
S-slow it down
Pistols On Your Album Cover lyrics - Nas
Eyes blurry saying goodbye at the cemetery
I've murdered niggas on wax and forget where they buried
This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B
Or pistols on your album cover just like BDP
Single mothers on that EBT just tryin' to feed their seeds
Scammers and boosters living nice off of EDD
CCTV, all the cameras will shoot ya
Soon as you let a shot off it'll damage your future
It's some thugs in the hood that could'a been hoopers
Some good girls who turnt bad, who could'a been super
Models, some Dominicanas in Cabo
Some with the bloodline to Lagos, Lagos
So many stones in my hand just like Thanos
Eat Italiano, grazie, prego
Vibe to my music out in Prague
FaceTime me and Haas
It feel good to feel alive, think I just had a breakthrough
I know the light is bright, but keep on watching me
I know the light is bright, but keep on watching me
I'm stolen property
Kicking the flavor to society
Eyes blurry saying goodbye at the cemetery
I've murdered niggas on wax and forget where they buried
This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B
Or pistols on your album cover just like BDP
Man, this the hardest shit since DPG, Kurupt and Daz
Nate Dogg on the hook, Dr. Dre on the track
This melody takin' me back, but we pushin' it forward
187 on rappers, and, ay yes, I'm a poet
At times I get confused, they lie in they interviews
Get goose pimples whenever I'm puttin' on my jewels
Bailed so many brothers out
Paid all their lawyer fees
After that some turned they back, where is the loyalty?
Money's lovely, but I could care less who has more than me
I'm just happy Mutulu Shakur got free
May he rest in peace
He was a warrior all of his days
And time move faster the more you get up there in age
In other news, I'm a G to the grave
I know they wanna see me burnt out, depleted and drained
High blood pressure, instead I'm on a rampage
My pupils are dilated, I throw on some dark shades
Eyes blurry, saying goodbye at the cemetery
I've murdered niggas on wax and forget where they buried
This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B
Or pistols on your album cover just like BDP
I'm MC Shan with an uzi
Pistols on your album cover just like BDP
To the hardest artists out there
Pistols on your album cover
Boogie Down Productions
I remember I put Tupac onto that Henny
Howard University
Howard Homecoming DC
He's like What's this?
He drank that shit though, word
Crazy, super hard facts, super facts
I know the light is bright
Yeah, uh
Pistols on my album cover, nigga, blaow
I know the light is bright, but keep on watching me
Let's go
Yeah
I know the light
Peace to Mutulu, I'ma get at these dudes though
History revisionist
They put themselves where they didn't dwell
I was there, saw them almost shit themselves
Walked in the club one day the pistol fell
I gripped my belt, shit was real
Back then, when I used to ship a mil out the gate
Different world, digital scales to record sales
A symposium with my bros and them
That mean we kick it with official bros
My journey was great but difficult
What is life if it isn't both?
One Mic, One Gun lyrics - Nas & 21 Savage
[21 Savage:]
Ain't no back and forth, ain't no left or right (21, 21)
I got King's Disease but I move like a knight (21, 21)
Rappers bandwagon tryna get some likes (21, 21)
I do it for the fam', never for the hype (21, 21)
When you turn to legend, no such thing as relevance (21, 21)
They must've forgot that I'm a new rapper that got integrity (21, 21)
All of the media and blogs, that's just a place I don't care to be (21, 21)
Most of these niggas wouldn't say shit if they was ahead of me (Hit-Boy)
[Nas:]
No back and forth, I did it back then, I do it right now (Woo)
I opened a lane for my era, I'm goated, they gave me the crown
G.O.A.T. with all the success, the negative press, I'm watchin' it pile (Uh)
They sayin' that black music dyin', I'm sayin', "They wipin' us out"
But look at me now, damn, y'all, look at me now
Whatever I do is N.Y., I'm keepin' it Queens 'cause that's my side (What up?)
I shook up the town, I shook up the city, I shook up the state
I'm with 21 on my second run, this shit come with age
It's a conversation (Woo), it's determination (Yeah)
Your interpretation, I just shocked the nation (Oh)
Did my tour with The Wu', I came back and I set the pace (Woah)
They just ran in one of my cribs and took what? I replaced it (Haha)
Two caucasians up out of their faces
Most of y'all assumed that they was black, it's exploitation (Black Caesar)
They ain't know that I see everything, invested in Ring
It's cool to be mainstream, I'd rather be timeless
That's if we keepin' it P, 21
[21 Savage:]
(21, 21)
I'm on that same trajectory
Bullet wounds and jail cells couldn't stop me, this my destiny
Never controversial, I'm mad the fans expected less from me
Nigga sneezed around me, wipe his nose, won't get no bless from me
Fuck the jewelry, I rather buy land and invest successfully
I got all type of stocks and bonds, Kehinde Wiley on my wall
And I'ma pass it to my son
If Savage like the capo that mean Escobar the don, one mic', one gun
My net worth like eight figures, I'm workin' on gettin' me nine
You know that I'm one of them niggas, I ain't doin' no cappin' or lyin'
You rappers be chasin' the hype, I do it and I don't be tryin'
I ain't goin' against no legend, nigga, I'm tryna be next in line
They actin' like I just popped, I was platinum before I signed
I went platinum without no features, I put platinum on your mind
This Glock I got two-tone, and this bitch don't bust no rhyme
They wanna see me fucked so they could deport me like I'm Shyne
[Nas:]
No back and forth, I did it back then, I do it right now (Woo)
They tellin' me that I'm the G-O-A-T, I been here for a while
G.O.A.T., love me today, hate me tomorrow, no switchin' my style
21, Yak', y'all get together, be big for the South (The globe)
But look at me now, damn, y'all, look at me now (Uh)
Whatever I do is New York, you hear that shit all in my vowels (Grrt)
I shook up the town, I shook up the city, I shook up the state
I'm one of them ones, on my second run, I'm on a new wave (Wave)
Two kings
We're sendin' love to the whole culture
21, Esco, Mass Appeal, Slaughter Gang
This shit too easy, king
Ghetto Reporter lyrics - Nas
Close your eyes
Listen
They give niggas time like it's lunch down there, Jack
You go down there looking for justice, that's what you find, just us
It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror
Tell me times ain't the scariest
For me, droppin' album after album
Like it's a various artist compilation
But it's just me and HB
And this shit take concentration
Niggas know I don't drop this often, so cherish it
Like your daughter's graduation, kids' marriages
When the culture vultures swoop down
And start exploitin' the sound
They drew up contracts for our niggas Dru Hill to Dru Down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs, the music be changin'
And the culture be shiftin'
So you gotta move with it
Call me the party crasher, that plan spoiler
That Malcolm seein' Maya Angelou in Ghana holdin' a camcorder
Ghetto Reporter
Live from 40 Side
You know my storyline
First project rapper triple platinum with New Yorker pride
King's Disease
Most of us catch it at one point or another
But evolve
Find a new formula
One that takes everything in you to make
The audacity
Masterfully crafted these classics
So naturally had to be Nasty back at it
They argue KD1, KD2, or Magic was harder when
KD3 go harder than all of them
Back in the 9-0s barely rubbed elbows with CEOs
I was dolo, I bet it shocked y'all to see me grow
In the 0-0s I still ain't attend much industry dinners
Had to tend to my business
Go past the sky's limit
The hate gon' rise quicker
So how could I manage this disadvantage
Niggas Planet Hollywood, I came from a different planet
Leave it up to me to break the news you won't see on the screen
Chuckle at you motherfuckers we the last of the Kings
Shout to the real ones, like it's a shortage it seems
I'm underground and overground, and this never been seen
Real counts on my streams
Got real people tappin' in, so that's what that means
Indeed
It means I got nothin' but the real checkin' in
We locked in
All the way
Just applaud this, yeah
I'm trapped in hip hop, you know what I'm sayin', like
I couldn't get out if I wanted to
All us rappers are trapped in it, we can't get out
You know what I'm sayin', 'til we over
'Til it's dead, 'til we in the dirt
When I'm 50 years old
I'm gon' have 50-year-old fans, 60-year-old fans, and 16-year-old fans
Legit lyrics - Nas
Bravehearts
Yeah
Yeah
My beginnings was intense
Who'da thought I go legit
Fasho, yeah, yeah
We comin' blacker than Black Panther 2
Nobody this thorough, that's the truth
Never go against the family, that's something you don't do
Don't get Eddie Kane'd tryin' to sing your way back in the group (Nah)
Stars in the ceiling, God's Son in the building, rep that 7-1-8
It's hard to depart from that feeling, careful selling weight
The DA be watchin' you dealing
Get yourself straight
Before they find that paraphernalia
For those who claim a hundred million on taxes, beautiful actresses
Street dudes who turned activist, who used to move packages
Know Nas still here to remove the wall that our back against
Legitimize all your hustles before the gavel hit
It takes wakin' up early to face the moment debatin'
Should I save it or blow it, I mean, it's only some paper
None of my neighbors too nosy, the Joneses ownin' some acres
To be the greatest is lonely, but it chose me, I take it
Whatever the case may be
I'm outta space, O.D
NASA without the A at the end
Takeoff on three
What's the cost of a CD?
When 1500 plays is one sale
What's that to 1500 P's on one scale
For a starving artist trying to sneak out and reroute
Originality I seek out, let's clean house
To black homeowners, check it out
To black homeowners, take over and throw the lease out
This that movie reel, the Jordan Peele of this thing
Low-key, boss shit, pulling strings behind the scenes
On my soul, this for my kids, and the cold shit I done did
All them O's I tried to flip, who woulda thought I'd go legit? Yeah
And the cold shit I done did
Pretty girls who let me hit, who woulda thought I'd go legit? Yeah (Woo)
And the cold shit that you did
All them O's you tried to flip, who woulda thought you'd go legit? (Oh!)
Grown man business, Covid closed jail visits
Stoves still lit
Many still on the scales where the system failed my n*****
In the trial hearing, no bail, eye witness showed up, and snitches
I read Jesus' diary and ran and tell the streets
No, this ain't no hype, we in the belly of the beast
All they said was I would be a felon, be deceased
Instead I'm in Margiela and Loewe with the crease
The consummate, kill 'em all, call the bomb squad and the SWAT for this, uh
Got off the block for this, yeah
On my soul this for the kids, and the cold shit that I did
Pretty girls who let me hit, it's only right I went legit? (Uh, 2 legit)
And the cold shit I done did
All them O's I tried to flip, who woulda thought I'd go legit? (Yeah, I do it for y'all)
And the cold shit that you did
All them O's you tried to flip, who woulda thought you'd go legit? (Do it for y'all)
Yeah
We was just chillin' on the sofa
No job, no school
Ghetto babies
I was small time
Small time to big time, you can do it too
Go legit, yeah
Believe in yourself
Live the life you deserve
That's how we do
I ain't forget the roaches and mice
I ain't forget all that
Thun lyrics - Nas
Thun (Queens in the house)
Queensbridge baby (Queens in the house)
No doubt
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt (Queens in the house)
Not niggas I really met through music shit
It be some real thuns I grew up with
Phone calls from the Feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they get home in a hurry 'cause we the last
Of a dyin' pack of lions, nightmares of the cast
Thoroughbreds survivin', you know?
(Queens in the house)
Welcome home, Ronnie Bumps
And love to Corley, that boss ordered us lobster tails late night in 40
We was out there tryin' to rid the stress
Had a beat tape from Stretch
Rest, black TEC, black vest, to match the dark aura
We hit the city deep in the Explorer
Lookin' at The Source, wish I was the cover story, that was comin' shortly
Cars back then had raw packed in
Rest in peace a few good men, the God Starkim
(Queens in the house)
I pop a bottle, we're not promised tomorrow
Showin' love is the motto
Flex a cowboy hat, strapped like Desperados
They ain't lit one out the chamber
No iron fired, in a vegetative state
When that man China died
Stomped out on 12th Street
Memory fails me
Heard homey was a real G, that's what they tell me
I was the one to run through the functions, no funny actin'
And it was me that introduced many to money bags and
(Queens in the house)
Grandmaster Vic
(Queens in the house)
The DJ's Disco Twins
(Queens in the house)
From the Towers to Promenade
(Queens in the house)
Post a party up at Starlets, they know Queens in the house
No beef or rivals, they playin' "Ether" on Tidal
Brothas can do anything when they decide to
In a Range Rover dissecting bars from "Takeover"
Sometimes I text Hova, like nigga, this ain't over, laughin'
I had to hold it down for Queens 'cause I overvalue fiends
Shout to Brooklyn, all between hoods be overlappin'
Subways be stacked, and I ain't been on a train in decades
And I can still hear the wheels on the tracks
(Queens in the house)
Feel the beat breaks, serial defaced for jakes
A license to carry still ain't safe in New York state
It's still a lot of ways to manage the life expectancy average
The future of our next generation ain't been established
Conflicted by some of the same patterns that had us
Money and social status, tell me what really matters
So who are you when they turn off all the cameras?
With me, you know the answers
(Queens in the house)
Go ask Tony Bennett
(Queens in the house)
Terrace on the park, they gotta know
(Queens in the house)
DJ Clue, Envy, and Camilo
(Queens in the house)
Where all my most beautiful Queens in the house
When you see me at awards or a popular place
I see chains shinin', I wanna stockin' over my face
Coordinator tried to see me about some popular names
For a second I'm on some shit like it was back in the days
When dudes would really put that thing up to your rib cage
Or pull a switchblade, do anything, it's the Bridge way
But I goes stu, roll through, just sold out the 02
Piece on my neck in a Hi Tech Polo suit
(Queens in the house)
Drove down Van Wyck
Coliseum & Stan Smiths
Tan blick in the desert, Bricktown where my mans live
Not niggas I really met through music shit
It be some real thuns I grew up with
Phone calls from the Feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they get home in a hurry 'cause we the last
Of a dyin' pack of lions, nightmares of the cast
Thoroughbreds survivin', you know?
(Queens in the house)
No doubt
(Queens in the house)
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt
(Queens in the house)
No doubt
(Queens in the house)
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt
I'm on some shit, boy
Makin' a classic tonight
That money getting borough 'bout that action, that's right
Thunderous
What up thunny thun thun
Mad thunderous
Okay, now
Manhattan keeps on makin' it
Brooklyn keeps on takin' it
Bronx keeps creatin' it
And Queens keep on CAKIN' IT
Shouts to the West side
To the 6 Borough, Far Rock
South side and North side
(Queens in the house)
Michael & Quincy lyrics - Nas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get your eardrum de-virginzed
By the music, music, music
Eardrums de-virginized from the words of mine
Just a word of advice, you can't murder Nas
All my niggas certified, we got certain ties
Streets was the office we didn't need a shirt and tie
M-I-A-M-I weather like the Virgin Isles
I ain't got no jewelry on 'cause I'm made of ice
Element surprised, move with the Passion of Christ
To Portofino sittin' high on the cliff
From a younger dude with a crew and we was working the shift
Y'all South Park cartoon characters, I'm convinced
They never been scared to death while stayin' calm in a twist
I creeped in a jean jacket, headband, and Nikes
I ain't like to dodge fights, as I rode my bike
And I was lookin' at these people thinkin' they just might
Make me come out my cool character
Break through the smooth barriers
Go Crazy, Cee-Lo Green, Gnarls Barkley
Before I even pulled to the spot, they tried to park me
I'm used to dark scenes that's why I spark green
Why I pour wine
They don't stock these, I gotta order mine
Malcolm X departed at The Audubon
Seen so many slaughtered I'm numb, never mortified
All black Audemars, you claim yours was 1-of-1
We timepiece monsters, every season we be on the hunt
Jeepers creepers, America's a baby that's teething
Shitting on his-self, crying for its next feeding
As odd as it gets, it's not even a toddler yet
Gang members got nothing on these congressmen
Plus, Ray Liotta and James Caan died
Iconic actors who were redemption for these mob guys
We easin' on down the road for the third win
Who's bad? It's up and it's stuck, feel the whirlwind
Like young Quincy Jones stuck outside the club till Ray Charles snuck him in
Ah to be young again
But right now it's like I got the power of a hundred men
Nas and Hit like Michael and Quincy on the run again
Eardrums de-virginized from the words of mine
Just a word of advice you can't murder Nas
All my niggas certified, we got certain ties
I'm activated, my hair might spark flames
Aviator frames, bandages, laminates for stage
From a stretcher I wave
Even if I never had two arms full of Grammys
Or a sponsor from Pepsi, I'd still be honorary
Like Quincy on a trumpet, Hit-Boy on a drum kit
Nasty like Mike on the vocals, I overdub it
Bouncin' Off the Wall, always Startin' Somethin'
Behind the scenes of the Thriller video, big budgets
Moonwalkin' Smooth Criminal talkin'
I'm changing colors right now till I'm dark skinned
Adam Clayton Powell's complexion to Baldwins
Annie are you okay? Watching me transforming
Pinky ring glitter like the socks and the glove
Know some money-gettin' thugs that can buy the Beatles pub
That's what I really call coppin' white, re'8888in up
30 lyrics - Nas
A divine creature
Ran through dimes, divas
I turned blocks to beaches
By the time you see us, we just
Turned tides even
Cuban chain, got the largest pieces
But I'm wild for keepin' it so timeless
Almost half a century with a crispy lineup
My peeps Salaam said I remind him of Martin Lawrence
Breakin' hearts on some real thin line shit
I'm done with star chicks, I survived divorces
I ain't have to climb back, I just climbed in Porsches
Uh, uh, I ain't have to climb back, I just climbed in Porsches
I was the ill seed, the illest one
The villainized, but I feel free
And the field be
Crazy way before the drill beef
Doesn't matter this is sheer relief, I feel the breeze this is
Superhero material, rap star status
Premier album still might happen
I wonder why Pete Rock would act like that
That type of behavior make me give rap right back
And now I can't tell if all the good that I did's bein' hid with they agenda again, nigga
I know that ya'll prayin' I go back to nuttin'
We in the future, let's get past the frontin'
Let's get money
This is practice
This is magic
History, havoc
Instant classic
This is madness
In all fairness
We been movin' how you fuck niggas wanna
My 30 for 30 highlights doin' numbers
Goin' on thirty summers
Goin' on thirty summers
Goin' on thirty summers
I'm goin' on thirty summers
Goin' on thirty summers
Goin' on thirty summers
We been movin' how you fuck niggas want
And my 30 for 30 highlights doin' numbers
King!
Woo
King!
King!
King!
King!
King!
Hood2hood lyrics - Nas
Yo, yo yo, yeah
Hey Hit, that's some nice new pieces you got
Bracelets, trinkets, and necklaces
Yeah, yo
Real shit only, yeah
Super Bowl champs celebrate like me
With Escobar cigars let me say my peace
Money attract money, statewide hustlers
Jewelry sellers exposed by these fake watch busters
And they ain't teach savin' money to young niggas
Young warriors, I wanna see them all in position
Best to have it on you, hope you don't go down for possession
Mom's puttin' up the house to bail you out when arrested
How did I become number one, I'm one-of-one?
Flyin' down the 101, right under the Cali sun
Junior Mafia out the subs, shorty callin' me Son
If one clique make a million today, it probably be us
Probably because my Midas touch for vital stuff
Rappers wanna shoot up the studio, they tired of us
We know that controversy sells, so y'all good
When I drop, they hear me on every block, hood to hood
Red Hook, Fort Greene, Canarsie
Hood to hood
Far Rock, East New York, QB
Compton, Long Beach, IE
Hood to hood
Southside Chicago, players in the D
Hood to hood
If we all made niggas, then why is we beefin'?
When them Jewish brothers be chillin', Shabbat Friday evenin'
Even in jail, I hear the Latins got each other back
Not us, we jump each other for the phone, it comes to blacks
Don't worry 'bout nobody else tryna energy match
Sense any cap and that's when I really attack
I'm OJ with the memorabilia, had to steal it back
Like the Nas flow we be hearin' on your tracks
Stop that my guy, you are not that, my guy
That feelin' to be a king, can't top that, my guy
King's Disease, I'm still poppin' these young things
Got me thinkin' like Amerie "It's This One Thing"
Floaties in the pool, got drones over the roof
Just like Drakeo The Ruler, my nigga, we know the truth
I put out dangerous thought
I'm convinced it's a mixture of Paisley Park
Prince with Supreme Team Prince
Big up to Paisley, shout out to 40, Harlem
Hood to hood
Lincoln Houses, Castle Hill, Bronx shit
Soundview
On the West side, in the Jungles, to the 60s
Hood to hood
Out in O-town, to Vallejo, where the pimps be
Hood to hood
DC got big ol' guns
B'more got big ol' guns
ATL got big ol' guns and big ol' buns and big ol' funds, yeah
Miami got lots of sun, yeah
Dade County got big ol' guns, yeah
Stop messin' around, put the pistols down
Or we all will soon be done, dead
Hood to hood to mansion to mansion
That's the new version of hood to hood
Yeah
New excursions, yeah
Block parties, on the block, the new block
Your house and my house, ha ha
Hood to hood
Recession Proof lyrics - Nas
It's your favorite neighborhood rap nigga
Or Rapman
Shit feel like I'm Superman sometimes
Or Superfly
I can't choose
Yeah
I grew up around weed smoke, just like the Marleys
Heard my Mom whenever she spoke, they havin' parties
This the 70s, of course, Donna Summers' voice
Me, I'm in some holey, but clean undershorts on the bed tryin' somersaults
And when summer starts, you hear a hundred shots
Steppin' over empty liquor bottles I come across
Scented stickers that smell like what's in the picture
Was just a kid, but I stayed away from the sniffers
We knew better, we knew how to see a setup
Just wanted to be some players, pull up in a Jetta
From the Census Bureau, they put up a killer's mural
It's a different world with thirty shot clips that curl, Melon popped
Like John Fitzgerald with his girl in a drop
If he can get hit, then anybody can get got
And you a easy target, see you never know who watchin'
Cold hearted monsters, whole city goin' bonkers
Ain't nobody recession proof
Invest in you, that's what it's best to do
Consumin' poison, somebody bless the food
Who you tryna impress? What's there left to prove?
Yeah, can't be out here movin' sloppy
Movie lobby, they shot him out of his two Huaraches
I'm on a yacht, old smash with a newer body
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
New makes, new models
I'm guessin' it's a blessin', I'm not just lucky (Nah)
They say Son hate the spotlight when they discuss me
On a filthy night, my man was servin' a custie
Under my mom's window wanted to murder this dummy
If she caught us down here rakin' this dirty money, it'll be ugly
She flushed it before, now she feel like she can't trust me
'Cause Jung hid his jumb's in the buildin'
And I peeped him, I was low, so I stole 'em and sold 'em while he was sleepin'
Re-up, gave it back with interest, we even
Some of these things that we escape, I can't believe it
Knicks game up in the seats, I barely hit the floor
Not tryna sit across from somebody' lady I hit before
Top of 4th quarter I skate, hit the liquor store
Lambo Aventador, Maybach with a minibar
Met a girl from Senegal, told her 'bout Medgar Evers
While combin' through Louis sweaters, we spinnin' and savin' letters
G's and M's
Ain't nobody recession proof (Nah)
Invest in you, that's what it's best to do (Best to do)
Consumin' poison, somebody bless the food (Who?)
Who you tryna impress? What's there left to prove? (Uh)
Yeah, can't be out here movin' sloppy
Movie lobby they shot him out of his two Huaraches (Wow)
I'm on a yacht, old smash with a newer body (True)
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
(Stay on the road in somethin' new)
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
(Wheels just hit the ground, like I'm out)
New makes, new models
(That fresh smell)
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
(That brand new interior feel)
New makes, new models
Reminisce lyrics - Nas
My comfort give you discomfort
Just know that in the hood, they gon' bump this
And I'm only strong as my circle
The things that shaped me, would've murked you
I didn't have to die, so that they could call me the great one
Didn't take a couple albums, people said it from day one
From wings with hot sauce to tuna tartare, driven in RR's
From hidin' from robbery victims in back of cop cars
Tatted from my neck to abdomen
Almost gettin' shot was averagin' once every two weeks
Blessed what I had to been
These painful words, hearin' these liars puttin' my name in dirt
Aim and I burst, pistol practice until my fingers hurt
I hit my target, uh, I up the margin
What they on?
You know how Nas do, don't get me started
Chic, sleek, and snazzy from a small family
Fine taste, and I hate the unsatisfactory
We can gun blast or party, Great Gatsby theme
Bring your first ladies or come with your new nasty thing
'Cause every other day, I'm remindin' myself
I reached every goal that was high on the shelf
My comfort give you discomfort
Just know that in the hood they gon' bump this
And I'm only strong as my circle
The things that shaped me, would've murked you
(The things that shaped me)
And I don't like to reminisce
(The things that shaped me)
'Cause what we doin' right now is really lit
(The things that shaped me, would've murked you)
When you high as me you get highly critiqued
Hopped on a beat, purposefully soundin' like nine-three
None quite like me, so haters can S-M-D
When they bitter like black licorice, my life still sweet
I went for the cash grab, crack cash was my math class
Fresh white tee, two diamond crosses, look like a hashtag
News is fake, never knew I'd soon relate
To Tom Brady goin' for seven in Tampa Bay
It's that crazy, I ain't never been bothered, that bothered you
You ain't born for this shit, bein' great is too hard for you
That's a hater problem, they try to say it first what you might say about 'em
Why you stuck in the past? I stay vibin'
Can't just reminisce only, gotta live in the moment
Talked my shit at the MOMA with The Weeknd performin'
I'm chosen
Got off the big Boeing in Rick Owens
Rick owe us, peep how different it look on us
My comfort give you discomfort
Just know that in the hood they gon' bump this
And I'm only strong as my circle
The things that shaped me, would've murked you
(The things that shaped me)
The streets, the beef, the beats
(The things that shaped me)
The creeps, the thieves, defeat
(The things that shaped me, would've murked you)
And I don't like to reminisce
(Shout to Mary J. Blige, YO, QB)
'Cause what we doin' right now is really lit
(Those things were great, man, but, today what we doin' is next level)
And I don't like to reminisce
(That was then, this is now)
'Cause what we doin' right now is really lit
(It's about right now)
The things that shaped me would've murked you
Trippin' on 'em, spinnin' corners
Distant times, I reminisce on 'em
Reminisce
And my past ain't the prettiest
There was a time they wasn't feelin' us
Mass Appeal, now we really up
Reminisce
Relationships ain't the prettiest
I was stuck on the silliness
Was it love that I was really in?
We don't know until it really end
But then, it's too late, reminisce
Reminisce
Serious Interlude lyrics - Nas
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Talk to me
Talk to me, yeah
Ladies love cool Nas with a tight fade
And I ain't make it past the ninth grade
And I ain't need to have one diamond to bag a dime
And I ain't need a dollar to holler, I made her mine
A rich dude' wife stayed on my block
Talking to me like she ain't scared to get knocked
And she wore all this jewelry, what she see in me?
She look like Sheila E
She looked like she could be, ten years older easily
Her name was, oh well, I don't kiss and tell
But she must'a ran her mouth 'cause every time me and her man cross paths
It's tension in the air, he probably doin' the math
Late night she ventin' to me say he doin' her bad
And I ain't feel a way about it
Told her pray about it
When I crush and she go back home, I hate the silence
Writin' in my notepad flippin' through soul samples
Not knowin' I could get caught in a whole scandal
A serious situation we all go through
We all go through (Yeah, we all go through)
A serious situation we all go through
We all, we all
I ain't have to drive a Rolls and I took off her clothes
I ain't have to have a house and I was strippin' her down
I was switchin' 'em out
Ig'nant amounts
I guess that's how I was movin', can't say I was proud
Since the days of public school when I was a scruffy dude
I ran with the troubled youth, had shorties and love, it's true
Many had got jealous before I was top sellin'
Before I had touched a million, few niggas caught feelins'
Few niggas bought pussy
Few of 'em bought gifts
And I ain't do none of that, she blew me a soft kiss
But now she want something more, or ready to call it quits
The one I'm with right now, who I'm gettin' lost in
A serious situation we all go through
We all go through (Yeah, we all go through)
A serious situation we all go through
(When I risk it all for you)
A serious situation we all go through
We all go through (Yeah, we all go through)
A serious situation we all go through
Anything can happen now that you're mine
I be gripping on you crazy
Haven't we all
I was havin' a ball
I'm On Fire lyrics - Nas
Uh
Woke up this morning on some white linen sheets
The bed almost caught ablaze
The temperature's on a hundred in the room
I'm like what's up?
Still got the same flame behind me from the Hate Me Now video
It's continual
All I need is a beat and I'm stitchin' you
Like stitchin' these words together, how I'm still getting better
I'm finding more gold as I dig in the dirt with a shovel
I got the last laugh, don't get blown away by the backdraft
(I'm on fire) Don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) Don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) Givin' em hell now
I'm startin' to see 'em sweat
(I'm on fire) Don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) Don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) I'm givin' 'em hell now
Tryin' to walk in my soles is like bare feet on hot coals
Soon as I start heatin' up the whole block froze
I came in without an ordinary name
How many Nasirs? How many top tier?
How many not here?
There's something in the name that's different from theirs
Depicted in scripture holdin' two dragons blowin' flames
Sorry it ain't go the same for y'all
They say Allah, please explain Allah
You Godbody or do you praise Allah?
And still rock crosses all on your chain a lot
I'm scorchin'
And I never forced it
Even when forces and powers that be went against me
Y'all use that as an excuse
You dudes cannot convince me
Or trick me out my spot, y'all want my shit like Sherman Hemsley
I'm debunking the black ball myth
The facts more or less
I might hurt your feelings but, yo, sometimes it actually is
Victimization, mix that with some entitlement
It's bound to explode
I make 'em stop, drop, and roll
Move to the side with it
There's no stoppin' it
I'm rap's arsonist
(I'm on fire) Don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) Don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) Givin' 'em hell now
I'm startin' to see 'em sweat
(I'm on fire) Don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) Don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) I'm givin' 'em hell now
I must say I am what I am
(I'm on fire) They said I wouldn't survive, look at me, damn
(I'm on fire) Like the tip of the barrel that's on a wham
(I'm on fire) He's on fire, NBA Jam
I was all, I was alone like, you know
I was making some moves, I need to like concentrate and chill, but
I was, I was just getting all these calls and everything and it's telling me like you on fire
WTF SMH lyrics - Nas
WTF SMH
My jewelry is disgusting but let's discuss the taste
I'm in another place
This whole shit is in shambles
Low vibrational levels
Riders never get canceled, never
WTF SMH
This ain't that H&M
This that scully over your face
Real life nightmares
Enemies cuttin' your breaks
These suckers lower than snakes so watch where you valet
Demonic motherfuckers, what you do come back
God bless the trap, but I wanna see you untrapped
Plottin' on another man and his possessions is wack
One on one with your opp, all they see is two dumb blacks
WTF SMH OMG
How could you put these pussy ass rappers over me?
When all they do is cap
All they do is L-I-E
I'm LMFAO
Esco heavy in the streets
Fresh back off tour
The mic still smokin', I ain't once go hoarse
I never take a day off from this fly shit that I'm on
Come on
Please get your lady off'a my horn
She told me she astral plane now
She explain how
Her spirit leave her body every time we hang out
She said she got her main now
She got a king now
It's a phase now
'Cause she still gon' come and put that thang down, whoa
WTF SMH
My jewelry is disgusting but let's discuss the taste
I'm in another place
This whole shit is in shambles
Low vibrational levels
Riders never get canceled, never
We manifest destiny like a knight
A knight in shining armor, yeah
Tryna be there front of my kids
No matter how hard that is
Everybody's so quick to flip
Or say they with the shits
They go against someone look just like them
But when the enemy
Has government powers
They become cowards
They cut the tough guy shit
When they arrest, when they come cuff your kids
They give us criminal records, because of where we live
And the money is low and narcotics are thriving
It's evil, we diagnosed with something that's untreatable
Feel powerless so brothers only have beef with you
So you on your murder shit 'cause that's what you see them do
Well let me tell you somethin'
Many go on GBG
Get Back Gang
Who gon' rest in peace?
In this land twenty three million layers
All we have is some givers and some takers
Have some good souls and bad souls
Some humble people and some assholes
Slow as watchin' the grass grow
The crosswalk lady walkin' with the kids to school
There's a place in heaven for her, as is you
And if you don't believe in that, then SLATT
Go where you going, be where you at, no hugs, speakin' or dap
I wish that we could adapt (My brother)
Pro-Black with a machete, pinky ring, a hog in the back
This is not a rap song why you callin' it that?
This is a audiobook, I'm an author on tracks
I opened so many doors
My launchpad was Main Source
You couldn't interpret the lesson, we took the same course
I grabbed everything and the shit that I came for
As soon as the DJ played Big Daddy Kane Raw
Bold, beautiful, dangerous
And I blocked out the hate that was aimed at us
I'm free as I ever been
I might hop on a jet to Japan
Just to eat sushi if customs let me in (Don't they always?)
WTF SMH I'm on G-O
2023, just might open a casino
Community love, providing jobs
Why would you try to come for me, why you ain't proud of Nas?
Akinyele took me in the building first
Peace to MC Serch, how much the catalog worth?
I made it so many can have a piece of what I earn
Push it to the max, now it's maximum returns
Bold, beautiful, dangerous
And I blocked out the hate that was aimed at us
Community love, providing jobs
Why would you try to come for me, why you ain't proud of Nas?
Once A Man, Twice A Child lyrics - Nas
If you lucky you get old
Old timer told me, yeah
"You ain't gon' be able to fuck the same
Drink the same, hang out the same"
I'm like
Once a man, twice a child
Yeah
Once a man, twice a child
It's like a baby again
Strong motherfucker when you're young
I ducked a razor, ducked some punches, even ducked a gun
Nintendo Duck Hunt, I ducked police, I had to run
Meanwhile, when you get old, you might become futile
My old style is a rough of my new style
My old girl dope, but I love my new girl
So when I'ma slow down this merry go round called life?
I was a youngster with a fever, Moms brought cold ice
And I was young, scared, she ain't care, she made me fight
Fifty-two sweep you, haymaker right
When I get old, I hope that I can stay this fly
Once a man, twice a child
From Mama's Boy to preschool to college to now employed
Now you on, got your first crib, she's havin' your first born
Went from buyin' the finer toys with your boys
To buyin' toys for your boy
It's crazy how fast he's growin', for sure
Grandpops he told me 'bout his days of old
One day I'll be him on the porch, sippin' on somethin' cold
And it stuck with my soul, I've been divided at the road
Hot-headed as a youngster, confronted, I might unload
Now listen, knowledge I received as a seed, as a G
That would feed my personal frequency
Transcends through all, travel through walls
My ministry, we ain't know we was livin' hazardous
Savages, first niggas in New York with Bentleys
Tyson, Kedar, Puff, Stoute and then me
Before Many Men was out, we went on tour to fifty
Live while you got the strength to, health you should tend to
Look all of us ain't gon' get old, I hope this message hit you, for real
Strong motherfucker when you're young
I ducked a razor, ducked some punches, even ducked a gun
Nintendo Duck Hunt, I ducked police, I had to run
Meanwhile, when you get old, you might become futile
My old style is a rough of my new style
My old girl dope, but I love my new girl
So when I'ma slow down this merry go round called life?
I was a youngster with a fever, Moms brought cold ice
I'm tryna expand the pineal gland
The world ain't our home, just temporary, please understand
You die tomorrow, then you born again, so life is deathless
Respect and balance, human dignity, that's the perspective
Aimé Leon Dore, New Balance when I'm steppin'
Time is precious, one day I might need my diaper changed inside a convalescent
The soul is different than the flesh is
Life is teachin' me more, wisdom and ignorance is kin
To have peace you need war
By the time you see the stars in the skies, they already burnt out
Same way these dudes be shinin', but been burnt out
But we don't change, as we get stuck in our ways
We just act like we agree, so we can end the exchange
What's meant for you is sent to you
But you could be the problem, it's not always them, my dude
Was she crazy before you met her or you made her crazy?
Possibly she gon' be your nurse when you back to a baby
Once a man, twice a child
Strong motherfucker when you're young
I ducked a razor, ducked some punches, even ducked a gun
Nintendo Duck Hunt, I ducked police, I had to run
Meanwhile, when you get old, you might become futile
My old style is a rough of my new style
My old girl dope, but I love my new girl
So when I'ma slow down this merry go round called life?
I was a youngster with a fever, Moms brought cold ice
And in the streets I had agility, was quick to strike
My fear's not seein' it comin', got too rich for that sight
So take advantage of your youth before you elderly
'Cause today is the youngest that you will ever be
Get Light lyrics - Nas
Ladies
Fellas
I know some of the most intelligent women in the world is listenin' right now
And all the realest brothers is like, uh
Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
Ice wet like a fire hydrant hit it
While the girls double dutch, I double my digits
Dice game pop, peace and one love to my niggas
New York, New York
All sorts of bosses who walk the walk
Look how long the blocks is
Ruthless, close range they shoot shit
Wall St, racquetball, oysters, masseuses
Bourgious-zee the mood ya'll be
Then it's back to the hood where you knew I'd be
Driver license and the face card, two IDs
Get light off the rosé bottle we sip
New shorty in my life, she my lottery pick
And if the economy slips she gon' ride with the kid
City Girl like JT, MIA to the Bridge
Get light
Get light with it
Get light
Yo Hit-Boy, hold up, bring it back
Yeah
Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
Ice sweat like a fire hydrant hit it
While the girls double dutch, I double my digits
ATVs, quads with speed
Doin' wheelies, black Lanvin sneaks
Family first, a holiday feast
I constantly seek
Moments like this is peace to say the least
We used to play ball, when girls watched we played smoother
I had to try to be like Mike, a cool 3-point shooter
Couldn't be the loser, takin' Gatorade from the cooler
Summer, Fall, Winter, New York girls smokin' hookah
Grown ladies with Mercedes Benz keys and chimneys
Friendly as little kids on 10-speeds
Makes me want to have another seed, I'm simply
Gettin' light on the track
Ripley's Believe It or Not
I'm still the cream of the crop
I was just the tender age of eighteen on the charts
Wasn't even dreamin' this far
Believe who you are
The sun doesn't even know it's a star
Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
Ice wet like a fire hydrant hit it
While the girls double dutch, I double my digits
Dice game pop, peace to my hustlin' niggas
New York, New York
All sorts of bosses who walk the walk
Look how long the blocks is
Ruthless, long range they shoot shit
And party and bullshit
And party and bullshit
And party and bullshit
And party and party
And party and bullshit
And party and bullshit
And party and bullshit
And party and party
First Time lyrics - Nas
First time
Yeah, I think we gon' call this one the First Time
Brucie B voice
First time you heard Nas
Was you earlin' on some gut rot liquor on two-five
Or your big brother put you on like surprise
Hearing my hood described
So vivid you could see it by closing your eyes
Maybe it was the age or the letters I wrote
When jail letters were hope
You read the credits and you saw Large Pro
Or some decrepit club where DJ S&S had buzz
I stepped on the stage with imperfections
I was messing up, or her first time
Inside a Subaru, she just had a feud with her boo
They drivin', he put on Barbeque and I got through to you
A dude who I saw rockin' FUBU outside Papaya's
Told me Halftime was timeless while Armor All'n his tires
I was tryin' to juggle Columbia Records
While dealin' with what the country Colombia jungles had left us
First time you heard of Nas, I prolly was under some pressure
Gun in the dresser while you was baggin' up in the kitchen playin' my records
Your first time was you hittin' the gas
In the whip with some ass, you never hit and she passed
Your real music test to know if she into the ad libs
Real rap shit
Yeah
First time you heard Nas
You probably heard somebody say that I pick bad beats
But I pick bad freaks
Narratives they runnin' with
The classics they comin' with
Ain't fuckin' with what I recorded last week
For new guys, hope this the first time you heard Nas
It's a special moment
A million reasons I wrote it
My shit'll get you re-centered 'cause you can tell where my soul is
The one I'm chosen, like Bryce and Bronny their Pop ball
So they had to do it
My dad did music, I had to pursue it
And spread my wings on the helipad like Troop did
The truth is, a similar thing had happened to me
I listen to Wayne, I listen to G, I listen to Dre, I listen to me
Since when did rap leave me so suspended in air
Since Kendrick entered the atmosphere, '09, I was there
On La Cienega
My nigga from LA said there's a nigga from Black Hippy
I was happy to just witness history
Like the first time I heard Slick Rick
How did you feel?
(First time you heard Nas)
First time hearing Biggie
I'm like, "Who's this kid? Wow"
(First time you heard Nas)
When I heard Pac
That was on that song with, uh, Digital Underground like
(First time you heard Nas)
Yeah, that was crazy
I really hope that this your first time
It's somethin' bout
First time hearing your favorite artist
Or they become to be your favorite artist after like a long time or
Or it's instantaneous like
I know when the first time I heard Michael Jackson, Marvin Gaye
Diana Ross, Chaka Khan, Stevie Wonder
Like, N.W.A., what the fuck is this shit kid?
I was goin' crazy
Beef lyrics - Nas
It's like y'all can't do nothin' without me
Everything be going good but then y'all pull me in
And mess everything up
Why y'all always let me win?
Uh
I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls?
I'm everywhere in the hearts of men
Jealousy and envy my right hands, them is my mans
I'm what happens on mad blocks
I'm the jabs takin' in talks
The arguments between the women in the crab leg spots
That behind the back shit complex and multifaceted
Lesson to the real, I be decimal subtracting shit
The devil is a lie, I could confuse a genius
Have him movin' real dumb over nothin' at my convenience
When empires fall over women I am the reason
USA and Al-Qaeda, I'm the tension between 'em
I'm the words that get misinterpreted
I'm the get back, I'm the first to hit
I'm the worst of it, lurkin' on your premises
I am your nemesis
Parents of every slain rapper wish I didn't exist
But I'm alive and I thrive on your ignorance
I'm a thousand foot fence that keep you from getting rich
Get around me
I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question why do I always come to take souls
I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls? (Take souls)
I'm the invasion of personal space
Fake smiles on your face, just serving' 'em hate
All that internet beef, that shit a virgin to me
I been here before the Bible it's murder I speak
The energy creepin' 'round the blocks and the streets
Take his guys with him shoppin', they side-eyeing to please
Everybody's impossible, it don't stop in the P's
I'm eternal, I'm everywhere the action at
I'm always where the guns are blazin', attractin' that
The grimiest places is my natural habitat
In all the jails and all the parties I be
Drive-bys with kids that killed accidentally
That's the type of shit they try to pin to me
Tragic situations give me my identity
And beef cut off the fat
That sizzle in grease
Love to many deceased over me
I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold (Beef)
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls?
I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls? (Take souls)
People got me in some shit everyday
Over this, over that
Over nothing
Over something
Either way
It's on
Why it's always gotta be resortin' to me?
I ain't asked for this power
It's torture, it forced me to see
People drainin' themselves, some pull off some horrible deeds
Rumors turnin' into a monster, lies always mislead
By the time you hear what somebody said
It's stretched out, they expanded and made it worse
Now you all stressed out
You wish you got it straightened out
But it's too far gone
From "Who Shot Ya?" to "Hit Em Up" to Tupac's song
Don't Shoot lyrics - Nas
Uh, uh, don't shoot
Don't shoot gangsters
Don't shoot gangsters
Don't shoot
Don't shoot gangster
You are him, and he is you
Don't kill the messenger
Am I snitching when
The police commissioner my friend
Am I a player when
Me and the mayor hang and tap in
Just a grown man tryin' to see how to change the community
'Cause all I see if mama's crying, reading eulogies
Thinkin' bout, everything her baby could'a grew to be
Speaking unity for years, but face scrutiny
He weird, one day Esco be rappin' 'bout shootin' me
Next day he say and I can he been confusin' me
Don't wet that
I advise you to mind
I don't just rap
Look around every town like a deathtrap
Out his mind, put a nine to his neck tat
And it went plat-plat, now we set back
And I'm scratchin' my head under my Mets cap
With the new Klan but wearin' jet black
I don't know how much I can stress that, where the checks at
Don't shoot gangsters
Don't shoot gangsters
Don't shoot
Don't shoot gangster
You are him, and he is you
Don't kill the messenger
Pop, pop a bottle in my Nautica
Bill Russell jersey, solid and sturdy, Stevie's harmonica
In my head
With a Wilhelmina model tucked
The Benz is red, blue one that's Javi's shit
It's obvious these
Emotional rollercoaster ass niggas, please
And most of these guys are supposed to have male tendencies
I endlessly speak vengeance on mp3's
Percocet addiction that could be your E-N-D
Your mindset is your vaccine for every disease
Illness, affliction, sneeze
The pollen has got in your body's diaphragm
Chest, eye exam
The disease king's get
We see it like a MRI scan
I show you how to move when these dudes be lyin' in coupes
Flyin' the suits fire the crew full of riders, loophole finders
Don't kill the messenger
Shorty don't shoot
Look in the mirror
You got a big life ahead of you
You are your own cure for your King's Disease
You gotta look inside to cure that
You got all the answers
Imagine no man shot for the next ten years
No man killed for the next thirty years
Think about how much we will attain
And no, I do not really know the police commissioner
But shit, I'll talk to anybody about saving lives
Til My Last Breath lyrics - Nas
It's like the military
You see soldiers marchin'
With orders
To knock it out the park
And we all about this money (Yeah)
And it's all about this money (Oh yeah)
Yeah, you know we 'bout to run it
And you know we 'bout to run it
Yeah, yeah I get it cross state lines
King's Disease going KD, going Trey 5
All net like I'm starting for the Nets
Base to base I might suit up for the Mets
YG's, OG's, represent the jects
I'm applying pressure I see why she pressed
When she with me she GloRilla FNF
N-A-S, I'm steppin' till my last breath
I'm bigger than algorithms if I'm being direct
Used to play McGruff freestyles on cassette
Patties and cocoa bread, skunk trees from the dread
While the D's and the Feds watching
Before New York had Bloods
Before LA had Suge
Before the South had Percy Miller or Thug
I was home reading a book
Top speed, probably a blunt
A can of Sprite and a chopped cheese, now it's hamachi
I ain't commercialized, how can they stop me?
Got two fists up in the air top of the steps like Rocky
Tired of picking up clothes I got a personal shopper
Got a Grammy, got an Emmy, next a Tony or Oscar
Yeah
Yeah, yeah I get it cross state lines
King's Disease going KD, going Trey 5
All net like I'm starting for the Nets
Base to base I might suit up for the Mets
YG's, OG's, represent the jects
I'm applying pressure I see why she pressed
When she with me she for real FNF
N-A-S, I'm steppin' till my last breath
And we all about this shmoney
And it's all about this money
Yeah, you know we 'bout to run it
And you know we 'bout to run it
Ayo I just landed
Richard on my right hand
Forty on my nightstand
Hundred on my left pinky
Billion of y'all wanna be me
Told shorty, "Come and see me"
Bring a friend, 'cause I'm greedy
Bought her a bag, double CC
Political correctness
Hecklers are more respected than the one giving the message on stage
It's messed up
We can't say anything without offending
So now my mouth is in the jailhouse with cases pending
First Amendment you replaced it, rigged it
Dumb it down is not an option
Some of it I understand
Take the power from me, that's the bigger plan
Modify, try to stop it
I'ma ride
Keep hittin', keep pitchin'
I'm colossal, can't stop my survival
Just landed
AP on my left wrist
Tell shorty, "Come bless this"
Had a bad one in Texas
Unbothered, well rested
Bad one at Essence
We brung it back to the essence
Got the verse done, 'bout to text Hit
Yeah, yeah I get it cross state lines
King's Disease going KD, going Trey 5
All net like I'm starting for the Nets
Base to base I might suit up for the Mets
YG's, OG's, represent the jects
I'm applying pressure I see why she pressed
When she with me she GloRilla FNF
N-A-S, I'm steppin' till my last breath
And we all about this money
And you know we 'bout to run it
And you know we 'bout to run it
Run it up
Yeah yeah
Hit-Boy, Esco
Tony Fontana
Let's go
What's up?
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