[Nas]. These are last words of a hanging slave. How could I forget this. I rob you put you on my hit list. Under my nails are dirty look at the grime.
Aiyyo calm down, fall back. Y'all Queensbridge always fightin' up in here. Ladies and gentlemen. We got Queensbridge finest up in this mothafucker tonight.
I wander between worlds. And the dead speak to me. I don't know myself anymore. I don't know who to believe. They're with me now singing me to sleep. These are my last words, then I can dream.