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（"Nas is . . ." -Nas） 7x |
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Freedom of jail, clips inserted |
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A baby is being born the same time my man is murdered |
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The beginning and end |
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As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain, my plateau |
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And also, what defines my name |
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First it was nasty, but times have changed Nasty Nas |
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Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my sign for pain |
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I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame |
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Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine |
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Saw my close friends shot, flatlining, my same |
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That the pen carry mac-10's to practice my aim |
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On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees |
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Line the barrel up with your weed picture and squeeze |
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Jesus's scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads |
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To the corners thugs hustlin' for cars that cost dough |
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To the big dogs livin' large, takin' it light |
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Pushin' big toys, gettin' nice, enjoyin' your life |
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Is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it |
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Belt tied around their neck, in jail cells naked |
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Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt |
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And of course N - A - S are the letters that spell . . . NAS, NAS NAS |
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Nas, Nas is like . .（scratching） . life or death （scratching） |
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My rebel . （scratching）. . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .（scratching） |
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Nas is like .（scratching） . Nas is like . （scratching）. . Half man, half |
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amazin' . .（scratching） |
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No doubt . （scratching）. . Nas is like |
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Earth, wind and fire, rims and tires |
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Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver |
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Planets in orbit, line 'em up with the stars |
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Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas |
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（Nas is like. . -Nas） Nas... |
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Iron mic, messiah type, before the Christ, after the death |
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The last one left, let my cash invest in stock |
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Came a along way from blasted techs on block |
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Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin' acres |
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>From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough |
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Dimes, skinnin' fellatio, siete zeros, bet my nine spit for the pesos |
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But what's it all worth, can't take it when you under this Earth |
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Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked |
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They just rob your grave, I'd rather be alive and paid |
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Before my number's called, history's made |
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Some will fall, but I rise, thug or die, makin' choices |
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That determine my future under the sky, to rob, steal or kill |
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I'm wondering why, it's a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame |
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Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite |
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Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is |
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Nas, Nas is like . .（scratching） . life or death （scratching） |
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My rebel . （scratching）. . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .（scratching） |
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Nas is like .（scratching） . Nas is like . （scratching）. . Half man, half |
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amazin' . .（scratching） |
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No doubt . （scratching）. . Nas is like |
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Sex to a nympho, but nothin' sweet |
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I'm like beef, bustin' heat through your windows |
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I'm like a street sweeper, green leaf preeper |
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Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin' something deep from their teachers |
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I'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for |
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Always got you, I'm like pop to you with crop for it |
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I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like crisp money |
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Corporate accounts from a rich company |
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I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all races combined in one man |
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like the '99 summer jam, bulletproof hummer man |
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I'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of 'em fam |
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I'm the feeling of a millionaire spendin' a hundred grand |
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I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet |
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Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up |
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Y'all know what I'm like, ya play it your system every night |
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Nas, Nas is like . .（scratching） . life or death （scratching） |
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My rebel . （scratching）. . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .（scratching） |
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Nas is like .（scratching） . Nas is like . （scratching）. . Half man, half |
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amazin' . .（scratching） |
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No doubt . （scratching）. . Nas is like |
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Nas, Nas is like . . |
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