Hero Lyrics - Keri Hilson

QB 

Where the fuck y'all at? 

Ha, ha, ha 

Yeah, let's go 

[Hook - Nas & Keri Hilson] 

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two seatin' 

Hate 'em or love 'em for the same reason (Fresh) 

Can't leave it, the game needs him 

Plus the people need someone to believe in (Yes) 

So in God's Son we trust, 'cause they know 

I'ma give 'em what they want 

They lookin' for a (Hero) 

I guess that makes me a (Hero) 

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[Verse One - Nas] 

Another chapter of the cleanest rapper 

Distinguished gentlemen 

Crooks and Castles on his back, Maybach-er 

Exotic lady eye catcher, holla at ya 

Call me the chiropractor 

Working like Muay Thai class 

Can prespire out ya 

And of course I've been the boss since back when 

Rockin' D-boy Fila, velour and a 190 black Benz 

Now they shut down the stores that I'm shoppin' 

Used to be train robbin', face covered in stockin' 

I'm him 

[Hook - Nas & Keri Hilson] 

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two seatin' 

Hate 'em or love 'em for the same reason (Fresh) 

Can't leave it, the game needs him 

Plus the people need someone to believe in (Yes) 

So in God's Son we trust, 'cause they know 

I'ma give 'em what they want 

They lookin' for a (Hero) 

I guess that makes me a (Hero) 

[Verse Two - Nas] 

Rubber grip hold the reloader 

Come at me, I'ma rip your soldiers in half 

Silverback ape, nickel-plated mag 

Young, rich and flashy 

Young bitch, I'm nasty 

All black clothes, the ice lay on me so classy 

And every time I close my lids 

I can still see the borough, I can still see the bridge 

I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain't never lived to see 

Tell 'em angels open the door for me 

From nine Berettas and movin' raw 

To chillin' in wine cellars, sticks and humidors 

That's what I call mature 

That's what I call a G 

That's what I call a pimp 

That's what I call a gangsta to the fullest, shit 

I'm trying to make more C.R.E.A.M. by every September 14 

That's my dream, so I can be more clean 

As I grow yearly 

I can see things more clearly 

That's why they fear me 

[Hook - Nas & Keri Hilson] 

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two seatin' 

Hate 'em or love 'em for the same reason (Fresh) 

Can't leave it, the game needs him 

Plus the people need someone to believe in (Yes) 

So in God's Son we trust, 'cause they know 

I'ma give 'em what they want 

They lookin' for a (Hero) 

I guess that makes me a (Hero) 

[Verse Three - Nas] 

It's Universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied 

The corporate side blockin' y'all from goin' to stores and buyin' it 

First L.A. and Doug Morris was ridin' with it 

But Newsweek articles startle big wigs 

They said, "Nas, why is he tryin' it?" 

My lawyers only see the Billboard charts is winnin', forgettin' 

Nas the only true rebel since the beginning 

Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow 

Try tellin' Bob Dylan, Bruce or Billy Joel they can't sing what's in they soul 

So Untitled it is, I never changed nothin' 

But people, remember this: if Nas can't say it 

Think about these talented kids with new ideas 

Bein' told what they can and can't spit 

I can't sit and watch it, so shit, I'ma drop it 

Like it or not, you ain't gotta cop it 

I'm a hustla in the studio, cups of Don Julio 

No matter what the CD called, I'm unbeatable, y'all 

Let's go! 

Yeah, yeah 

Nas, Polow da Don