Escobar '97 Lyrics - Nas

Honies, cash, weed, cars 

Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars 

Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are 

Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar 

The path we all walk, starts out long it's like a boardwalk 

Monopoly, some make it around, some go down, it's prophecy 

Happy days balancing with life's atrocities 

Hoppin' in V's, knowin' some day I got to lead properly 

High up in a five realizing the price paid 

For this life laid in the light shade 

One might say, top of the world's two whips, a crib and a girl 

Quick to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it 

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Pretentious, arrogant niggas is senseless 

Pro-ball players with white wives, peep they night lives 

While you could catch me in a crisp white five 

Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on, my theme song 

Love and happiness, how can it seem wrong? 

I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus with the donuts 

Now I grown up, got it chromed up 

Got the rap game sewn up, sho-nuff 

Niggas acting cool but it's really no love 

I feel a slow buzz, off the dutch 

This is everyday, every second 

Got to make it pay, every lesson I learnt 

Got me open while most of these rappers'll stay burnt 

Honies, cash, weed, cars 

Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars 

Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are 

Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar 

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Money, cash, weed, cars 

Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars 

Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are 

Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar 

With so much drama in QBC 

It's kinda hard being Escobarro 

Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle 

My life is like a Donald Goines novel 

We wave glasses like bravo 

Drunk niggas with mad problems, and shot pockets 

My niggas from the block rock this 

Box cocaine, cook it and chop it 

Looking to profit, in different ways 

Goin' through this difficult stage, called life 

But each year my physical's praised 

Some fell beyond the reach of help 

Cut in the street, thinkin' they could teach theyself 

When all we wanted was a piece of wealth 

And randomly, feed our family, the streets are insanity 

Amply, living in this thug's fantasy 

Richest nigga in show biz is what I plan to be 

Heavy chain and my QB sway, living this king's life 

Magazines write about me, in this dream it's all tight 

Honies, cash, weed, cars 

Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars 

Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are 

Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar 

Money, cash, weed, cars 

Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars 

Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are 

Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar 

Now the main thing that boggle my brain be all the bottles of pain 

Iced the chain and all the followers came 

They tried to throw me off track but I caught that 

They thought I lost that but I'm continuing to make more stacks 

Halftime, New York state of mind, it was written was hittin' 

Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and riches 

Sleepin' on the plane wake up when we land 

Feelin' real scared, on the ground 

Rollie flush, princess cuts, and large rounds 

The crews up, findin' time to shine rocks 

It's real, you violate, be in a pine box 

If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, it's crazy 

I didn't make the game, the game made me 

Records for the babies so they raised up in mansions 

Haters keep hating, and ladies'll keep glancing 

Y'all know the routine out this [Incomprehensible], word up