The Cross Lyrics - God's Son - Nas

[Chorus 2X: Nas] 

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion 

I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses 

I had to bring it back to New York 

I'm happy that the streets is back in New York 

For you rappers, I carry the cross 

[Nas] 

Y'all can keep y'all weak beats, from your corny producers 

There's a new king of the streets, you're gonna get used to 

I was the old king of the streets, that y'all once hated 

But now I reinvented myself, and y'all all waited 

NAS, N.A.S. mean Niggaz Against Society 

Noisy I aim not silently, noose all surroundin me 

I hang 'em I string 'em up ain't no thing I just drop 'em 

to which doctor you copped and you locked and it ain't what it was 

I changed it up from that pop shit it's hard to see R&B 

rappers arguably, started fuckin up the game horribly 

Cause, I parted the sea, then these novices targetted me 

Bitches infatuated say they love me lyin to me 

What I've discovered is my brother's tryin to be 

the next me, yeah I support him but he's blinded I see 

jealousy he love me to death am I buggin I love him for life 

We both still mournin on our mother's, life 

And I don't need much but a Dutch, a bitch to fuck 

A six, a truck, some guns to bust 

I wish it was that simple, the last emperor, hit yo' ass 

with the Nasty Nas, diary, get out my path 

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[Chorus] 

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary woulda had an abortion 

I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses 

I had to bring it back to New York 

I'm happy that the streets is back in New York 

For you rappers, I carry the cross 

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion 

I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses 

I had to bring it back to New York 

I'm happy that the streets is back in New York 

For you rappers, I carry the cross 

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[Nas] 

I can't keep a bitch cause none of them come up for a little less 

I can't be too rich, too many hoes, lined up for sex 

I can't rest until my niggaz in houses with pretty maids 

Water and flowers in 'em while my niggaz walk around in they trousers grinnin 

Gotta keep a lot of heat; 

30 cals 10 millimeters 40 cals plus the heckler, 

to set y'all straight You too light? I shoot your freckles out 

You too dark? The infrared show you what the tec about 

Huh? I'm stressin out, need more offices for bosses 

Secretaries and meetings with big sharks, who mad greedy 

We can sell mo' boats on the coast, give coats to the po' 

And give hope to the broke that live low 

But that ain't reality, I look happy but under the sky 

You see a nigga who know, out of three women 2 out of 3 

will love you but lead you to they own, hidden evil 

BITCH! You the reason niggaz be beefin, hoe get on 

'Posed to be Earth, ain't worth the pussy that you sit on 

From here on, it's a new day Million dollars ain't, 

what it was yesterday - many problems, many niggaz, 

most involved but they fake hope y'all relate 

[Chorus] 

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary woulda had an abortion 

I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses 

I had to bring it back to New York 

I'm happy that the streets is back in New York 

For you rappers, I carry the cross 

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion 

I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses 

I had to bring it back to New York 

I'm happy that the streets is back in New York 

For you rappers, I carry the cross 

[Nas] I carry the cross