Crime, life, bitches, money, time. For my Braveheart's, my Braveheart's. Uh, uh, uh, what, what, what?. One time, two times. . From 'Breaking Atoms' to 'Illmatic', to goin' platinum.
Yeah. I want all my niggas to come journey with me. My name is Nas, and the year is 1973. Beginning of me, therefore I could see. Through my belly button window who I am....
Yeah. I want all my niggas to come journey with me. My name is Nas, and the year is 1973. Beginning of me, therefore I could see. Through my belly button window who I am....
We got that green stuff, Big Tite. Lil' Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg. Fin to put it all in y'all face. . I got too much money, too much cash.
(Busta Rhymes). Busta Rhymes, the place to be. Flipmode Squad, entirety. With the God, Cormega. No fucking deals, we gets biz like that. Stack bills, y'all niggas chill.
Uh-Ready to battle you. Lyrically f*ck you up. and rattle you. Bitch'll write sh*t for ya. And still spit sh*t harder than the average dude. what i'm saying is coming genuine is a must.
hit him up two times. three'd be hat trick. gave him more shots than the pediatrics. came to his house and shot his left hand out. left him with more scars than Mr. Def Jam South.
Yo, yeah, uhhhh. Yo whattup?. Yo, it's the lyrical lexicon. The matador of metaphor. Mista Keith Murray. Chillin with my nigga Funk Flex. Word up. Got the Squadron, word up.
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