You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so I take a sip of yak, I want to fuck I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck But what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel the door smoke until the days end Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your nothing to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are now pimp and get your paper High off the instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we
We (come on, homie, we major)
Feeling than some head on a Sunday afternoon Better than a chick say yes to soon Until you have a daughter, what I call karma And you pray to god she don't breasts too soon. Projects to' up, gang is thrown up hats broke off that's how we grow up Why else you shorty's write rhymes just to blow up? Get they first car and IRS show up He ain't never had but he had that nine Nigga through flickin' and he had that shine Put two and two together in a bad weather Gon' be a whole family on that line Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl school That's all I want like wino's want they good I in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me
You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I a sip of that yak, I want to fuck I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck But really amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door smoke the days end Puff, puff pass, don't fuck up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, now that's your chaser nothing to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are now pimp and get your paper High off the ground instead of Too low we local, come on homie, we major
I heard the beat and I know what to write First line, it be about the hos or the ice? Four-four's or black Both flows would be nice Rap about big paper or the man's plight At the studio console asked my man to the What this sound like, should I freestyle or write? He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic, up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel Been 12 years since a nigga first signed Now I'm a free And I'm thinking it's To build my own Motown rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s And it hurts to see these be stealing the life And I love to give my sweat and tears to the mic So y'all copped the LPs and fiends got dealt I'm Jackson on the balcony where King got killed I survived the livest niggas Lasting longer than more than half of you Look, I used to before I had the game took Either way my came like Sam Cooke.
Feeling better than I ever felt before better late than never is orientation Still we can make it throwing all your cares away
You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and I can't control it, can't hold it, so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I want to I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck But really what's is how I keep blazing Towel the door smoke until the days end Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser Turn to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now and get your paper High off the instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we