Back When Lyrics - Nas

Warning, Warning... 

New York, New York 

The sound, the sound 

you're about to hear, to hear... 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

Start it off, start it off, start it off 

Back when, back when, back when, back when 

Back when, back when, back when, back when 

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The ill reminisce and think about the fly days 

Nothing like them 80s summer NY days 

Hop on the NB5 days 

Mopeds, Pro Keds, city split five ways 

How it all started, fifth floor apartment 

A jigsaw puzzle aerial view of the projects 

A kid saw struggle, buried a few of his partners 

Now I chill in resorts, enjoying massages 

Check out the oracle bred from city housing 

Nas, I arise the dead by thousands 

I remember seeing Shan chilling near his Audi 

Hollis Ave, Run and them, but I proudly 

Put a poster up of Shan and Marley, that was art, kid 

You love to hear the story how it started 

The bubbly I'm pouring wasn't popped yet 

Before there was a audience to watch us 

I assure you, there was a process 

Photos 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

Start it off, start it off, start it off 

Back when, back when, back when, back when 

Back when, back when, back when, back when 

To call them fake today is hate, real niggas extinct 

Pac left me inside a rap world with niggas that wink 

At other rappers, undercover niggas spit every way 

Won't be surprised if all their rides have federal plates 

Let alone their wardrobes and Studio 4 flow 

It was real when I appeared, it would've been some jaws broke 

Nas, my real name, stage name, same thing 

How could you let these lames claim king? I'm so ashamed, man 

I light a L for Vernon, for niggas who would burn in Hell 

For Vernon; 10th Street, 12th Street, Nightmare on Elm Street 

Pimps creep, delve deep inside the editorials 

Of the ghetto queens, kings, stories true 

Who possesses the testicular fortitude 

To blow away myths that's a hindrance to all of you? 

You blame your own shortcomings on sex and race 

The mafia, homosexuals and all the Jews 

It's hogwash point of views, stereotypical 

Anti-Semitic like the foul words Gibson spewed 

And it's pathetic 

I don't get the credit I deserve 

That's why I hate doing interviews 

But I don't sweat it, study long, study raw 

My man Dion said "Nas over-think the songs he writing" 

I'm not a wack performer standing near a corny hype man 

I got the Donism 

I'm here to enlighten 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

You love to hear the story 

How it all, how it all, got started, got started 

Start it off, start it off, start it off 

Back when, back when, back when, back when 

Back when, back when, back when, back when