Nature Shines Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Nas

[Nature] 

Queensbridge, 41st side 

Yo yo yo 

I gots no birth records, no next of kin 

Know a lot of mothafuckers, got no best friends 

Know the weather checkin ten-ten winds a.m. 

First and fifteenth I'm layin at the check cashing 

Think I'm playin, blink and I'm sprayin 

Wrong move, ask yourself what leg you wanna lose cuz you gon' lose 

I cripple niggas, from the complex to simple niggas 

Keep showin y'all what difficult is 

Half the world sayin "Dunn" but never been to the Bridge 

What type of shit is that, fraudulence, what's the cause of it 

Nature came threw erasing all of it, stop the presses 

Goofy niggas ask a lot of questions 

I repeat this is not a question 

If you don't reply quick enough I gotta press em 

Keep the glock by the intestines, .38 waist 

Wit a belt, regardless of your stats you can catch a shell 

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[Chorus] 

Believe me when I tell you this (Believe me when I tell you this) 

There's nuttin y'all can do for me (There's nuttin y'all can do for me) 

I don't believe in selfishness, this time I want my crew to eat (My crew) 

We comin through a hundred strong (Comin through a hundred strong) 

We comin wit a hundred miles (A hundred miles) 

Bumpin shit all summer long (Bump that) 

We want it dead and want it now (We want it now) 

Yo aiyyo I rap for my niggas and rap for the hoes 

Rap when I'm gettin dressed, when I iron my clothes 

Depressed, I kick raps that change your whole mood 

And somehow stick to your ribs like soul food 

Rap for wheelchairs, rap for canes 

Ace bandages and niggas wit sprain, stay limpin in pain 

I rap for math, english, even rap for science 

Gotta try to laugh, keep myself from cryin 

I rap for Giants, the Jets, the Yankees, the Mets 

It's New York New York, from Clue to Flex 

New cassettes stay poppin up, your boo let me throw my cock in her 

Rappin got me two proper nuts 

It's crazy, I even rap for high school coach 

White folks fiend out like in Michael Doates 

Creamed out, dope stashin 

For those askin, I flow for TV, HBO and closed caption 

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[Chorus] 

Aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo 

Don't go to Texas, don't go to Watts 

Don't go to Queensbridge, nigga don't go to cops 

Don't snitch when you're gettin bagged 

In the penns, don't bitch when you gettin stabbed 

Just hold that, I pose for Kodak's, rose to stardom 

Hoes in Harvard, sophmores get knocked off, nigga watch yours 

I watch the game like it's Saint John's 

It ain't wrong, take a blank piece of paper, a pen paint songs 

Type colorful, writin that shit a thug'll do 

In the heat of the moment, type to make a sudden move 

Some'll snooze, some'll snore, they won't admit that dunn is pure 

Once I quit, niggas wanted more 

Cop my shit once it come in store 

The first week be at the top of the charts, got it jumpin off 

Hot verses wit a hundred thoughts 

One theme, gettin caught in my zone you'll become a corpse 

[Chorus 2x]