N.Y. State Of Mind Part II
« Had eight partners growin up, eight turned to seven/Seven turned to six niggas, got two in heaven/Six of us, holdin it, now it’s five rollin thick/The sixth one’s parole flipped; five niggas, went to four quick »
Hate Me Now
« Expandin’ more to the big screen, Bill Gates dreams/But it seems you’d rather see me in jail with state greens/Want me off the scene fast, but good things last/Like your favorite MC still makin’ some mean cash/First rapper to bring a platinum plaque back to the projects/But you still wanna hate, be my guest »
Hate Me Now
« Took a little time to claim my spot/Chairman of the board until this game stop/And I side with the Lord/Ride for the cause while drivin’ niggas shot at my doors/Plottin’ I’m sure, to catch me with they Glocks to my jaws »
Small World
« Got large, sign on his door, ‘Don’t knock hard’/Layin’ with his bitch, niggas is rich, is what he told her/Played the block, holdin’ cracks inside the baby stroller/Here come his crazy soldier, six shots it’s over »
Favor For A Favor
« A killer code, secret untold, how we bury beef with a rose/To his wake we send a wreath that explodes/Beneath us sleep with the Reaper, they sleep eyes closed/That’s how real Brad Jordan keep it, to him I owe »
We Will Survive
« It used to be fun, makin’ records to see your response/But now competition is none, now that you’re gone/And these niggas is wrong, using your name in vain/And they claim to be New York’s king? »
We Will Survive
« Can’t believe I heard my name on « the realest shit you ever wrote »/We had words cause the best supposed to clash at the top/But kept it brotherly, when we seen each other and stopped/In NYC, at MTV, people watched/We was both deep/After you left, I got no sleep »
Ghetto Prisoners
« I’m like the farmer plantin’ words, people are seeds/My truth is the soil, help you grow like trees/May the children come in all colors, change like leaves/But hold before you, one of those prophetic MCs/With blunted flows, seven hundred souls in me »
You Won’t See Me Tonight
« Caramel kisses of Jezebel’s sister/I feel no guilt when I twist ya/Turn the other cheek when I see the next freak wit ya »
Life Is What You Make It
« Stared at one face, thought it was beef, he looked familiar/Ready to blast, nigga gave me daps, said I feel ya/Can’t believe how my life changed/From the hood, the first time in my life I can say I did the right thing »
Big Things
« No competition/I stop and twist ’em/Hit ’em like a mafia proposition/I’m glad y’all stopped and listened/Thinkin’ back to when I had no pot to piss in »
Nas Is Like »
« As far as rap go, it’s only natural I explain/My plateau, and also, what defines my name/First it was Nasty, but times have changed/Ask me now, I’m the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain/I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame/Saw fiends shoot up and do lines of cocaine/Saw my close friends shot, flatline/Am I sane?/That depends/Carry Mac-10s to practice my aim »
Nas Is Like »
« I’m a poor man’s dream/A thug poet/Live it and I write down and I watch it blow up »
Money Is My Bitch
« The ho turned me out, green eyes, had a crush on her/Since 5 years old, met her, fell in love wit her »
Undying Love
« Sat on the floor near my dead girl, put her in my arms/Pulled her ring out my pocket I was savin’/Put it on her ring finger cocked the Glock/And started prayin' »
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