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[Nas]<br />Eh yo<br />Queens get the money<br />Niggas still screaming<br />Paper chasing<br />Where presidential candidates is planning wars with other nations<br />Over steak with Masons<br />Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters<br />Their daddy's faceless<br />Play this, by your stomach<br />Let my words massage it and rub it<br />I'll be his daddy if there's nobody there to love it<br />Tell him his name's Nasir<br />Tell him how he got here<br />Mama was just having fun with someone above her years<br />Niggas is still hating<br />Talking that Nas done fell off with rhyming<br />He'd rather floss with diamonds<br />They pray "please God let him spit that Uzi in the army linen<br />That shorty doo-wop rolling oo-wop in the park reclining"<br />Take 27 emcee's put them in a line and they're out of alignment<br />my assignment since he said retirement<br />hiding behind 8 Mile and The Chronic<br />Gets rich but dies rhyming<br />This is hot science<br />Now add 23 more from Queens to B-more<br />I've over their heads<br />Like a bulimic on a seesaw<br />Now that's 50 porch monkeys ate up at the same time<br />Nasty Nasdaq<br />Y'all going to bow holmes, it's Dow Jones<br />.80 cal chrome<br />Needed time alone to zone<br />The mack left his iPhone and his 9 at home<br />My queen used the milkshake to bring y'all to my slaughter houses<br />I do this for the group home kids in boarding houses<br />This is that nigga shit that's on the album<br />For the niggas inside the chalk line in 40 houses<br />Bring back Arsenio<br />Hip-hop was aborted<br />So Nas breathes life, back into the embryo<br />Let us make man in our image<br />Spit it, I'm Huey P in Louis V throwing Molotov for Emmit<br />You aint as hot as I is<br />All of these false prophets are not messiahs<br />You don't know how high the sky is<br />The square milage of Earth, or what pi is<br />I'm the shaky hand that touched Geogre Foreman in Zaire<br />The same hand that punched down devils that brought down the towers
Letra nueva de la canción
[Nas]<br />Eh yo<br />Queens get the money<br />Niggas still screaming<br />Paper chasing<br />Where presidential candidates is planning wars with other nations<br />Over steak with Masons<br />Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters<br />Their daddy's faceless<br />Play this, by your stomach<br />Let my words massage it and rub it<br />I'll be his daddy if there's nobody there to love it<br />Tell him his name's Nasir<br />Tell him how he got here<br />Mama was just having fun with someone above her years<br />Niggas is still hating<br />Talking that Nas done fell off with rhyming<br />He'd rather floss with diamonds<br />They pray "please God let him spit that Uzi in the army linen<br />That shorty doo-wop rolling oo-wop in the park reclining"<br />Take 27 emcee's put them in a line and they're out of alignment<br />my assignment since he said retirement<br />hiding behind 8 Mile and The Chronic<br />Gets rich but dies rhyming<br />This is hot science<br />Now add 23 more from Queens to B-more<br />I've over their heads<br />Like a bulimic on a seesaw<br />Now that's 50 porch monkeys ate up at the same time<br />Nasty Nasdaq<br />Y'all going to bow holmes, it's Dow Jones<br />.80 cal chrome<br />Needed time alone to zone<br />The mack left his iPhone and his 9 at home<br />My queen used the milkshake to bring y'all to my slaughter houses<br />I do this for the group home kids in boarding houses<br />This is that nigga shit that's on the album<br />For the niggas inside the chalk line in 40 houses<br />Bring back Arsenio<br />Hip-hop was aborted<br />So Nas breathes life, back into the embryo<br />Let us make man in our image<br />Spit it, I'm Huey P in Louis V throwing Molotov for Emmit<br />You aint as hot as I is<br />All of these false prophets are not messiahs<br />You don't know how high the sky is<br />The square milage of Earth, or what pi is<br />I'm the shaky hand that touched Geogre Foreman in Zaire<br />The same hand that punched down devils that brought down the towers
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