Yeah,
"Cause when I the for the street" Who else it be" "Nas"
Yo Explode, my thoughts were drunken quarts of beers Was years back, before Nasir would a career in rap As a music dude, I mastered this Rubik's Godzilla, fought Gargantua, eyes glued to the Was a, long ago, John Boy Ice Geronimo po-lice jumping out Chryslers, easywider Pops puffin his sess, punching his chest a gorilla Outside was psychoes, Saw Divine, Goon and Chungo, Turkey R.I.P. Tyrone, 'member no cursing of Ms. Vercey Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sisters My building was 40-16, once in the blue, hallways was I knew, all that I'd seen had meant Learned early, to fear little Nas was hunting Living carefree laughing, got jokes on the Y'all acting like old folks y'all don't hear me Yo I'm in my second
"Cause when I the for the street" "Who else it be" "N-A-S" "Nas" "Resurrect, the birth of my seed" "Queensbridge" "Make right" "Get yours, nigga"
"Cause when I the for the street" "Who else it be" "N-A-S" "Nas" "Resurrect, through the of my seed" "Queensbridge" "Make right" "Get yours, nigga"
Yo, dude is 31, living in his moms Ex-convict, was there after his long bid in his hair, still slinging, got a crew They break his moms furniture, watching Got by different ladies high smoking L's In the same spot he stood since, well When his slow, he be crazy Say he by his moms, hit her on her Junior high school dropout, teachers never was paid just to show up and leave, no one succeeds So he moves with his peers, different blocks, different Sitting on, different like it's musical chairs All his peoples moved on in life, on the corners at night With young dudes them he want to be like It's sad but fun to him right? He never grew up 31 and can't give his youth, he's in his second
"Cause I flow the for the street" "Who could it be" "N-A-S" "Nas" "Resurrect, through the of my seed" "Queensbridge" "Make right" "Get yours, nigga"
"Cause when I the for the street" "Who could it be" "N-A-S" "Nas" "Resurrect, through the of my seed" "Queensbridge" "Make right" "Get yours, nigga"
Baby she's always talking name dropping hanging late Drinking smoking hates her baby daddy, shopping E popping Ecstasy taking, won't finish her Best friend she keeps changing, stuck limitations men, many hotels, Fendi Chanel With nothing in her bank account fronting she do Her kid suffers he don't get that love he He the Sun, she the Earth, single mom, worse No job stay working, mad purty Shorty they her the brain surgeon Time flying she the same person, never All her friends married doing She's in the yakkety yakkin like she was 12 Honey is twenty-seven, fights Selfish in her own right, polite, guess she's in her second
"Cause when I the for the street" "Who else it be" "N-A-S" "Nas" "Resurrect, the birth of my seed" "Queensbridge" "Make right" "Get yours, nigga"
"Cause when I the for the street" "Who else it be" "N-A-S" "Nas" "Resurrect, the birth of my seed" "Queensbridge" "Make right" "Get yours, nigga"
"Who else it be" "N-A-S" "Nas"