For the live ones, not the shook For the riders, not the ones
Immaculate conception, a black Madonna in mangers My crew consist of millionaires, failures, and Say my like Candyman Then I'm creepin out the cut with a gallon in I span states, bounce rock skate Similar to movin weight out of lacerate spinal columns, "I bury all cockroaches" Stare in his face, Stomp-in on like Kirk Franklin Intrigued by the speed of a 911 "But of course" Still screaming Behold a Pale Watch my flame green like a Promethean torch Pay no child support me and my divorce of y'all cats in the game look confused Where's your butterfly collar and crocadile shoes? Gotta pay dues, crews -- you know it's off the hook when oh-three-one is in Brooklyn
"Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas To all my live ones, not my shook "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the ones "Understandable smooth shit that murderers with" --> Nas Music to live by, to die by "Understandable smooth that murderers move with" --> Nas Uhh, Music to
I puff the Black & Mild, crusin on a -- flickin ashes Givin baldheads the finger like Bob Marley Suaver synthetic players, that's my word See ever since the days of gold chains and cross cords Sam wanna play me on some "All you people do is get on and have crack babies" Yeah maybe, but a lot of po-po is keep a brother fightin federal cases, "ju know" I'm sick of gettin the end of the stick -- so I sharpen it... and stuck Ron If ain't nothing wrong, something ain't right Sometimes I'd rather have two dykes five mics See I'm fat, my is mo' John Blaze than that I got John Blaze shit, and then I was un-recognized, and then that Who is you to be me questions? caps in nine-eight, exposin niggaz intestines
"Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas To all my live ones, not the shook "Understandable smooth that murderers move with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the hook "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas Music to live by, to die by "Understandable smooth shit murderers move with" --> Nas Uhh, to Driveby
Now if I ever fall off, then take a picture But I'ma Dennis Rodman and kick you in the... damn! smoothed out on the R&B tip, with a pop feel appeal to it I'm so for to it I it, wet dream it Support it like a Wonder Bra, when I like cleavage Eff a spot lock up, I rock three-quarter top on the handlebars of the homey beach bikes dollar warrants, just-us/justice, no peace No bail, no release, Inglewood court South to La Brea then East to the Pen, I shoulda jumped off the roof like 10 the funny styles with the chokers round the neck Flossin at the chest hairs in a vest Ras Kass the Don Juan, the phenomenon You I'm the bomb, I raise hell like Spawn
"Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas To all my live ones, not my shook "Understandable smooth shit that murderers with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the ones "Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas Music to by, music to die by "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas Uhh, to Driveby...
...To all my live ones, not my shook "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the ones "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas Music to live by, to die by "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas Uhh, to Driveby