Freedom or jail, clip's inserted, a baby's being time a man is murdered, the beginning and end As far as rap go, it's only I explain My plateau, and also, defines my name it was Nasty, but times have changed Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my for pain I spent time in the game, kept my on fame Saw fiends up and do lines of cocaine Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I That depends, carry Mac-10's to my aim On rooftops, CD covers to trees Line the up with your weak picture then squeeze scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads To the corner thugs hustling for cars cost dough To the big dogs large, taking in light Pushing big toys, getting nice, enjoying life Is what you make it, suicide, few try to it Belt tied around their neck in cells naked and hell, rap legend, presence is felt And of N-A-S are the letters that spell NAS, NAS
"Nas is like" Earth, Wind & Fire, rims and Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest Planets in orbit, 'em up with the stars cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas "Nas is like" Iron Mike, messiah Before the Christ, after the The last one left, let my cash in stock Came a along way blasting, tecs on blocks Went from Seiko to Rolex, acres From the projects with no chips, to large cake Dimes, giving fellatio, zeros Bet my nine for the pesos But what's it all worth, can't take it with you under Earth Rich men and tried, but none of it worked They just rob your grave, I'd be alive and paid my number's called, history's made Some'll fall, but I rise, or die choices, that determine my future under the sky To rob steal or kill, I'm why It's a game, is any man worthy of fame? Much success to you, even if you me the opposite Sooner or we'll all see who the prophet is
"Nas is like" Sex to a nympho, but nothing I'm like beef, bustin heat through your I'm like a street sweeper, green breather Like Greeks in Egypt, learning deep from they teachers I'm like crime, your nine, your man you would die for got you, I'm like Pac dude you would cry for I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like money Corporate accounts from a company I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all Combined in one man; like the '99 jam Hummer man I'm like being down around new faces, and none of 'em fam I'm the of a millionaire spending a hundred grand I'm a poor man's dream, a thug it and I write down and I watch it blow up Y'all know I'm like, y'all play it your system every night Now