Come Get Me Lyrics - Nastradamus - Nas

And as a special treat this evening 

I have asked America's foremost young poet 

To read his latest poem for us 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

Everybody, watch him 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

We, we, we came a long way 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

Everybody watch him 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

Yo, yo, yo 

Power and crime, the thugs slingin' powder and dimes 

Twenties of D, is yo' niggaz wilder than mine? 

My niggaz bust nines, puff lye and stick up cowards 

For they shine, you resist, then you push up flowers 

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I'm like Lou Cabrasi, Vito's best hit-man 

That's Godfather shit, back seat, next lit plans 

Revolvers spit, I'm too tough to bargain with 

And you don't want the God to pull up the cars that's sick 

Arms and wrists is lit up, Queensbridge Kings 

Plaques awards applause when I do my thing 

Streets is black as midnight, the concrete gray 

With stains of blood and germ and piss all day 

Come on the ave, get sized up, plus appraised 

Duck and pray that my guns don't bust your way 

Niggaz with names, livin' off reputation 

Sometimes gotta remind you ain't nothin' changin' 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

Everybody, watch him 

If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' 

If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin' 

Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared 

It's all fair in love and war and I'm well prepared 

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If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' 

If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin' 

Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared 

It's all fair in love and we can take it there 

You don't like me clown? Now, you wanna take me down? 

If I bring my face around, you gon' do what? You butt 

Your crew knew I blew up, I been shinin', baseball diamonds 

Dick rings for your chick lings 

Niggaz know what my nine pearl handle's about 

Fuck you, say girlie mouth? Get it krunk like the Dirty South 

And I know you see me flossed out, multi mill i 

Hear your bitch talk about me, you give her the cold eye? 

Girls dig you, imagine what she feel for me? 

You make hot songs, but she know you steal from me 

Who ill as me? I wild on haters in album three 

Next level, I take y'all niggaz to 3-D 

Can't find a nigga shook from Queens 

I'll be with the most grimy killers 

(What nigga?) 

And they all look clean 

Who put bombs underneath cars, if you want beef then start 

Your next stop is to the graveyard 

If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' 

If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin' 

Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared 

It's all fair in love and war and I'm well prepared 

If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' 

If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin' 

Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared 

It's all fair in love and we can take it there 

You too feminine to kill again, jail got you soft 

You talk but you scared to go back up North 

Keep your face twisted, but you don't really want nuttin' 

Talk a bunch of shit motherfucker and stop frontin' 

You don't wanna flip again, and sell drugs again 

Be on the run again, catch you at the Comfort Inn 

Shoot up your door, bust in on you and your whore 

Put y'all in bags, clean the blood off of the floor 

So play tough, I want y'all to get out of line 

I got nines, every color shape and design 

I sent killers every race to put one in your spine 

Two in your ear, get your crew, who do I fear? 

Nobody never get involved and none of em dyin' 

I think like you do, roll with about two irons 

Catch me flyin', high in the aircraft winin' 

And dinin', you die, then we laugh, you bitch ass 

You bitch ass to gauze up, your stab wounds 

While I'm gettin' head, in a Lear jet, bathroom 

With all my goons, all my ice, and suitcases 

Full of paper, not money it's bank statements 

The Illmatic that explains how we rock 

Yachts and co-ops, we buy the hood and sell you a block 

If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' 

If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin' 

Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared 

It's all fair in love and war and I'm well prepared 

If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' 

If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin' 

Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared 

It's all fair in love and we can take it there 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

Everybody, watch him 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

We, we, we came a long way 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

Everybody watch him 

Ladies and gentlemen, na-na-Nastradamus 

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen