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Small World Lyrics - I Am... - Nas

[Nas] 

See no evil. fear no evil. speak no evil. hear no evil. 

If you don't bring that shit around you 

You ain't got nuttin' to worry about (uh-huh) 

Yeah (yeah, uh-huh) 

Know what I'm sayin 

 

Yo, yo yo yo 

Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin 

She elegant, her apparel in the M-Class caravan 

Keys of dope, lovin' cats to ski in her throat 

She fuck killers in her condo, her Benz and her boat 

Her iced throat, ass is curvy, 40 years old 

She passin' for 30, Gucci framed glasses from Purvy's 

Madison Ave., shoppin' when she not, coppin' bricks of that shit 

She hoppin' on dicks, ridin' Pony's who trick 

At my man's wake, she said the eulogy 

After that I usually, bumped into her shoppin' for jewerly 

Her bodyguard screwin' me, I gave her my math 

Ain't nuttin' new to me, blowin' backs out, six-pack Stout's 

Wide fat mouth, the evil look, with a bow-leg 

Yo niggas said, "Shorty's a pro, she blow head 

She push the fo' red, she know Feds, Feds know her" 

A code red, maybe she's out to slay me, this bitch is crazy 

She blew the celly up, meet me at the telly to fuck 

She knew about cats from way back, we smoke a haystack 

She never cough once, blunts was her hobby 

She said I knew her man probably 

No doubt, not since he tried to rob me 

I jetted though, sometimes you never know 

He snorted all her work, now she need me, to do her dirty work 

 

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Hook: 

It's a small world ("It's a. small world.") 

Nigga you reap what you sew 

What goes around, comes around 

If you sleep you don't know 

A very small world ("It's a. small world.") 

where beef could never end 

At the time you least expect it 

I'ma see you again 

It's a small world ("It's a. small world.") 

You get away with it now 

Soon enough it catches up to you 

Someway, somehow 

Yo it's a small world 

Watch what you do. ("It's a. small world.") 

 

Photos 

 

Snook from Redhook was grimy, did five years, glad to be home 

From Attica known for keepin' chrome calibers 

Smooth like a Wallaby shoe, he's out to get it 

Five years plannin' to blow, soon as he hit the briddicks 

Had a girl in Woodside Queens, thought he was low 

Played the crib for a month, and deaded his P.O. 

Started robbin' niggas till he caught a whole kilo 

He had a bunch of starvin' niggas he owe, he never paid though 

Got large, sign on his door, "Don't knock hard" 

Layin' with his bitch, niggas is rich, is what he told her 

Played the block, holdin' cracks inside the baby stroller 

Here come his crazy soldier, six shots it's over 

A year went past, Snook went flossin' fast 

His old man had crossed his ass, for the laws of this fast cash 

 

It's a small world ("It's a. small world.") 

Nigga reap what you sew 

What goes around, comes around 

If you sleep you don't know 

A very small world ("It's a. small world.") 

where beef could never end 

At the time you least expect it 

I'ma see you again nigga 

It's a small world, no doubt ("It's a. small world.") 

You get away with it now 

Soon enough it catches up to you 

Someway, somehow 

It's a small world 

Watch what you do. ("It's a. small world.") 

 

I seen death, seen thugs cry, it's bugged why 

We let the slugs fly, enter your brain, through your skull 

Another thug died, pitchin' your soul, into that infinite 

Black hole, where many souls go cause of a fo'-fo' blast 

Snook was one of em, so many more 

Even that Fendi whore, got niggas hit up, yeah let that Henny pour 

Carolyn, paid-up bitch, made bitch, stay rich 

Heard her bodyguard took Snook to God 

Carolyn when she needed him, he took the job 

He was close to her, ever since she took him inside 

When his moms died, dopefiend OD-ed, eighty-five 

He went crazy, stuck up banks, to stay alive 

He was live, do niggas even know the things that he tried? 

Robbed armored trucks, incidents where police died 

He stayed in lower Eastside, peace God (peace God) 

He starin' at me hard 

Two of his mans with him, I got to hit em 

I'm reachin' for my Roscoe, cocked it back on, and get my blast on 

At the gas station, bunch of Arabs racin' 

Out the way, as my Torah spray, jump in the whip 

Hit the highway, you know how I say, the game that I play 

It's real tendencies, when you feel your enemies 

But can't figure out who's who, keep it true 

Shit is cool now, put the tools down? Never 

Cause everyday it's on, livin this life, out for this cheddar 

 

It's a small world ("It's a. small world.") 

Nigga you reap what you sew 

What goes around, comes around 

If you sleep you won't know 

A very small world ("It's a. small world.") 

where beef, never ends 

At the time you least expect it 

I'ma see you again 

It's a small world ("It's a. small world.") 

You get away with it now 

Soon enough it catches up to you 

Someway, somehow 

It's a small world 

Watch what you do. ("It's a. small world.") 

 

("I'm going to see you again. 

Uh-huh. I'm going to see you again. nigga. 

Uh-huh. going to see you again nigga. yeah.") 

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