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("nas is . . ." -nas) 7x<br />[nas]<br />freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born<br />same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end<br />as far as rap go, it's only natural, i explain<br />my plateau, and also, what defines my name<br />first it was nasty, but times have changed<br />ask me now, i'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain<br />i spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame<br />saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine<br />saw my close friends shot, flatline am i sane?<br />that depends, carry mac-10's to practice my aim<br />on rooftops, tape cd covers to trees<br />line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze<br />street scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads<br />to the corner thugs hustlin for cars that cost dough<br />to the big dogs livin large, takin it light<br />pushin big toys, gettin nice, enjoyin your life<br />is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it<br />belt tied around they neck in jail cells naked<br />heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt<br />and of course n - a - s are the letters that spell . . . <br />nas, nas<br />Chorus: scratching by dj premier (2x)<br />"nas is like life or death.. i'm a rebel.. "<br />"my poetry's deep, i never fell.."<br />"nas is like.. half man half amazing.."<br />"no doubt.."<br />[nas]<br />"nas is like.." earth wind & fire, rims and tires<br />bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver<br />planets in orbit, line em up with the stars<br />tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh nas<br />"nas is like.." iron mike, messiah type<br />before the christ, after the death<br />the last one left, let my cash invest in stock<br />came a along way from blastin, techs on blocks<br />went from seiko to rolex, ownin acres<br />from the projects with no chips, to large cake dough<br />dimes, givin fellatio, siete zeros<br />bet my nine spit for the pesos<br />but what's it all worth, can't take it when you under this earth<br />rich men died and tried, but none of it worked<br />they just rob your grave, i'd rather be alive and paid<br />before my number's called, history's made<br />some'll fall, but i rise, thug or die<br />makin choices, that determine my future under the sky<br />to rob steal or kill, i'm wondering why<br />it's a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame?<br />much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite<br />sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is<br />Chorus<br />[nas]<br />"nas is like.." sex to a nympho, but nothin sweet<br />i'm like beef, bustin heat through your windows<br />i'm like a street sweeper, greenleaf reaper<br />like greeks in egypt, learnin somethin deep from they teachers<br />i'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for<br />always got you, i'm like pop duke you would cry for<br />i'm like a whole lot of loot, i'm like crisp money<br />corporate accounts from a rich company<br />i'm like ecstasy for ladies, i'm like all races<br />combined in one man; like the '99 summer jam<br />bulletproof hummer man<br />i'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of em fam'<br />i'm the feelin of a millionaire spendin a hundred grand<br />i'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet<br />live it, and i write down and i watch it blow up<br />y'all know what i'm like, y'all play it your system every night<br />now..<br />Chorus
Letra nueva de la canción
("nas is . . ." -nas) 7x<br />[nas]<br />freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born<br />same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end<br />as far as rap go, it's only natural, i explain<br />my plateau, and also, what defines my name<br />first it was nasty, but times have changed<br />ask me now, i'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain<br />i spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame<br />saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine<br />saw my close friends shot, flatline am i sane?<br />that depends, carry mac-10's to practice my aim<br />on rooftops, tape cd covers to trees<br />line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze<br />street scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads<br />to the corner thugs hustlin for cars that cost dough<br />to the big dogs livin large, takin it light<br />pushin big toys, gettin nice, enjoyin your life<br />is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it<br />belt tied around they neck in jail cells naked<br />heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt<br />and of course n - a - s are the letters that spell . . . <br />nas, nas<br />Chorus: scratching by dj premier (2x)<br />"nas is like life or death.. i'm a rebel.. "<br />"my poetry's deep, i never fell.."<br />"nas is like.. half man half amazing.."<br />"no doubt.."<br />[nas]<br />"nas is like.." earth wind & fire, rims and tires<br />bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver<br />planets in orbit, line em up with the stars<br />tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh nas<br />"nas is like.." iron mike, messiah type<br />before the christ, after the death<br />the last one left, let my cash invest in stock<br />came a along way from blastin, techs on blocks<br />went from seiko to rolex, ownin acres<br />from the projects with no chips, to large cake dough<br />dimes, givin fellatio, siete zeros<br />bet my nine spit for the pesos<br />but what's it all worth, can't take it when you under this earth<br />rich men died and tried, but none of it worked<br />they just rob your grave, i'd rather be alive and paid<br />before my number's called, history's made<br />some'll fall, but i rise, thug or die<br />makin choices, that determine my future under the sky<br />to rob steal or kill, i'm wondering why<br />it's a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame?<br />much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite<br />sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is<br />Chorus<br />[nas]<br />"nas is like.." sex to a nympho, but nothin sweet<br />i'm like beef, bustin heat through your windows<br />i'm like a street sweeper, greenleaf reaper<br />like greeks in egypt, learnin somethin deep from they teachers<br />i'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for<br />always got you, i'm like pop duke you would cry for<br />i'm like a whole lot of loot, i'm like crisp money<br />corporate accounts from a rich company<br />i'm like ecstasy for ladies, i'm like all races<br />combined in one man; like the '99 summer jam<br />bulletproof hummer man<br />i'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of em fam'<br />i'm the feelin of a millionaire spendin a hundred grand<br />i'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet<br />live it, and i write down and i watch it blow up<br />y'all know what i'm like, y'all play it your system every night<br />now..<br />Chorus
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