Nas lyrics
Nas lyrics
"N.Y. State Of Mind lyrics"
All My Love lyrics
Thinking about you babe picturing you right by my side girl without you baby, I just can't go on with my life You were there for me you cared for me now I know it was meant to be I'll be here til eternity baby, just you and me Oooh I... wanna give you all my love I wanna show you everything that my hearts made of heaven sent from above oh I.. wanna make your wish come baby there is anything I'll do, I'll do for you so I give to you... all my love.. all my love Sometimes it's so hard to breathe thinking bout you and me... yeah now we could be baby is this jusT
[Intro: Nas]Thinking about you babe picturing you right by my side girl without you baby, I just can't go on with my life You were there for me you cared for me now I know it was meant to be I'll be here til eternity baby, just you and me Oooh I... wanna give you all my love I wanna show you everything that my hearts made of heaven sent from above oh I.. wanna make your wish come baby there is anything I'll do, I'll do for you so I give to you... all my love.. all my love Sometimes it's so hard to breathe thinking bout you and me... yeah now we could be baby is this jusT
Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it's time (word?)
(Word, it's time nigga?)
Yeah, it's time man (aight nigga, begin)
Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap
Where fake niggaz don't make it back
I don't know how to start this shit, yo, now
[Verse One: Nas]
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit
Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassi
Big Man In Town lyrics
Big man in town Each day as I grow older The nights are getting colder Some day the sun will shine on me Money, I don't have any I'm down to my last penny But darlin' don't cry over me Chorus: I'll be a big man in town, honest honey I'll be a big man in town, promise darlin' I'll be a big man in town, just you wait and see You'll be proud of me Big man in town They think that I'm a rover But my rovin' days are over Some day your folks will welcome me I went away a small man But I'll come home a tall man Then what a pretty bride you'll be [repeat chorus] Coda: (B
nBig man in town Each day as I grow older The nights are getting colder Some day the sun will shine on me Money, I don't have any I'm down to my last penny But darlin' don't cry over me Chorus: I'll be a big man in town, honest honey I'll be a big man in town, promise darlin' I'll be a big man in town, just you wait and see You'll be proud of me Big man in town They think that I'm a rover But my rovin' days are over Some day your folks will welcome me I went away a small man But I'll come home a tall man Then what a pretty bride you'll be [repeat chorus] Coda: (B
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep
Back Seat lyrics
ah yeah I wanna send this one out to all the jeep lovers worldwide city to city, ghetto to ghetto some flavor for you and yours and your jeep you're the type of girl that got class and style still in all you need the backseat of my jeep once in a while so I pull up to your door to give you what you're looking for unh, hardcore I know you wanna come...in my jeep we can park on a back street you're checkin' out my carphone, scopin' out my jewelry let's do this in a hurry air freshener is kickin', drive through for chicken I know
s it does in my breathah yeah I wanna send this one out to all the jeep lovers worldwide city to city, ghetto to ghetto some flavor for you and yours and your jeep you're the type of girl that got class and style still in all you need the backseat of my jeep once in a while so I pull up to your door to give you what you're looking for unh, hardcore I know you wanna come...in my jeep we can park on a back street you're checkin' out my carphone, scopin' out my jewelry let's do this in a hurry air freshener is kickin', drive through for chicken I know
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind
["New York state of mine" --> Rakim (repeat 4X)]
[Verse Two: Nas]
Be havin dreams that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs
Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewein up the blocks
to sell rocks, winnin gunfights with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggaz undressin
Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter
Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm livin where the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
and lamp
Pictures lyrics
(R.J. Johnson/The Honeyrods) Pictures on the wall stop and stare let the moment take you there in my mind I can see See an empty sky blue and white doesn't matter if it's night I can see them Pictures on the wall and they're not far from the fall of falling it doesn't matter if they're held to something Pictures I love you and the colors of your hues are calling I searched in terms of things I'm not knowing It's your call I kept your pictures just because I love you It's your call it didn't matter at all Drawing in the sand falling objects from you hands I hope
like Capone, with drug scripts sewn(R.J. Johnson/The Honeyrods) Pictures on the wall stop and stare let the moment take you there in my mind I can see See an empty sky blue and white doesn't matter if it's night I can see them Pictures on the wall and they're not far from the fall of falling it doesn't matter if they're held to something Pictures I love you and the colors of your hues are calling I searched in terms of things I'm not knowing It's your call I kept your pictures just because I love you It's your call it didn't matter at all Drawing in the sand falling objects from you hands I hope
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain
and be prosperous, though we live dangerous
cops could just arrest me, blamin us, we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use mics
and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice
I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind
["New York state of mind" --> Rakim (repeat 4X)]
["Nasty Nas" --> cut and scratched 8X]