Luyện nghe bài hát Nas Is Like

Freedom or jail, clip's inserted, a baby's being
Same a man is murdered, the beginning and end
As far as rap go, it's only I explain
My plateau, and also, what defines my
First it was Nasty, but have changed
Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my for pain
I spent in the game, kept my mind on fame
Saw fiends shoot up and do of cocaine
Saw my friends shot, flatline am I sane?
That depends, carry Mac-10's to my aim
On rooftops, tape CD covers to
the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze
Street for lost souls, in the crossroads
To the thugs hustling for cars that cost dough
To the big dogs living large, taking in
big toys, getting nice, enjoying your life
Is you make it, suicide, few try to take it
tied around their neck in jail cells naked
Heaven and hell, rap legend, is felt
And of N-A-S are the letters that spell
NAS, NAS

"Nas is like" Earth, & Fire, rims and tires
Bulletproof glass, is the realest driver
Planets in orbit, line 'em up the stars
cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas
"Nas is like" Iron Mike, type
Before the Christ, after the
The last one left, let my invest in stock
Came a along way from blasting, tecs on
Went from Seiko to Rolex, acres
From the projects no chips, to large cake dough
Dimes, fellatio, siete zeros
Bet my nine for the pesos
But what's it all worth, can't it with you under this Earth
Rich men died and tried, but none of it
They just rob your grave, I'd rather be alive and
Before my called, history's made
fall, but I rise, thug or die
Making choices, determine my future under the sky
To rob or kill, I'm wondering why
a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame?
Much success to you, even if you wish me the
or later we'll all see who the prophet is

"Nas is like" Sex to a nympho, but nothing
I'm like beef, bustin heat through windows
I'm like a street sweeper, leaf breather
Like Greeks in Egypt, learning somethin deep from they
I'm like crime, like your nine, man you would die for
Always got you, I'm like Pac you would cry for
I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like money
Corporate from a rich company
I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all
Combined in one man; the '99 summer jam
Hummer man
I'm like being locked down new faces, and none of 'em fam
I'm the feeling of a millionaire spending a grand
I'm a man's dream, a thug poet
Live it and I write down and I it blow up
Y'all what I'm like, y'all play it your system every night
Now