madness Blast niggaz laugh call 'em care cabbage Read 'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they hell bound Lyrics will leave 'em spell bound, clown now tired of being held down Cross
Blast niggaz laugh call 'em care cabbage Read 'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they hell bound Lyrics will leave 'em spell bound, clown now tired of bein' held down Cross
lobby cross country i hear the applause one day with no weed went through withdrawls oohs n ahhs girls comin out they bras not fiction yea it was written like nas
never did before, but we about to turn it up and try to pimp the show -i kick raps from the back all the way to the front row, equipto, shag, nas, already
open, it's clear Presidential Suites at the Tangiere CHORUS: Nas: How you livin' on your block? AZ: Mines is hot, how you livin' on your block? Nas
you and I from the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt to be here, and each year, I'm pourin out more beer for deceased peers, holdin fort Police line 'Do Not Cross
[Intro] [Nas (speaking in Dr. Trevis-like voice)] Braveheart niggas (Jungle), IllWill niggas (Wizard) Made of steel niggas (Horse), robothugs (Nature
que chorar Minha casa nA?o é minha E nem é meu este lugar Estou só e nA?o resisto Muito tenho prá falar Solto a voz nas
I was weak and loved you still No matter what you did, I could forgive [1] - all I need is sincerity All I need is sincerity Thinking 'bout you all the time Never seemed to cross
Verse one: nas escobar, az the vizuliza As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be in the firm I can remember when I first met sosa, it was
Puerto Ricans kidnap you 9-3 gangsta ties hatians down in Miami (zoe gang!) yeah, them hatians down in Miami Fat Joe don't fuck with you, Nas don't like
i switch, switch cars and i cross my heart, knowing that im gods son like the belly of Nas i used to dream hard about being in battle with Nas even the
, you and i From the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt To be here, and each year, I'm pourin out more beer For deceased peers, holdin fort Police line 'do not cross
it, couldn't talk about it if you ain't lived it I from where niggas pull your car, and argue all day about Who's the best Mc's, Biggie, Jay-Z, and Nas
Hey, what's going on Somebody tell me what's going on I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh [Nelly] What's going on 'cross seas Every minute a child dies
, you and I from the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt to be here, and each year, I'm pourin out more beer for deceased peers, holdin fort Police line 'Do Not Cross
, You no the boys on the block wanna take us, Cuz we bringin all of the paper, n From nothinn, To somethinn, You know us we the Usual Suspects. (Nas)
little somethin' like this, ya know what I'm sayin'? (Is they up on this?) Keep it on and on and on and on and Know what I'm sayin'? Big Nas, Grand Wizard