x2] If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK Roll to every station, murder the DJ Roll to every station, murder
Arnold and Willis in there bunk beds I went and bread like wonder Not Ned the wineo like the parents of Lionel Nas is the ghetto American idol No
(feat. The Game) [Nas] Dre, he a Compton-Compton O.G. Nas, he a QB-QB true G Do the history Way before The Firm, like back in the day Nas was the first
[Verse 1: Nas] I walk the block like whatever god, my message to y'all feds Who desperate to arrest us young, benevolent hardheads Abrochrombie & Finch
[Nas] Uh, If I can teach somethin' so dear And hope somebody learn somethin' from it And give it back They can't break me or shake me They too fake to
Save the music y'all, save the music y'all Save the music [Nas] Be, be, 'fore we came to this country We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys It was empires in Africa called Kush Timbuktu, where every
cool Every hour, cause it's all good Leave all the stress from the world outside Every wrong done will be alright Nothin but peace, love And street passion, every ghetto
t let it happen to you like it did to me, I was a black zombie [Chorus] [Nas] Wake up! Black zombies in a spell for more than fo'-hundred years Ghetto
us Black men Lead astray, drugs and cups of alcohol, 'cause back when They let us off ships; the soul of man was lost or trapped in But every ghetto, every
with flat tops when Rakim reigned Radios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin Ask for today's mathematics, we Allah's children And this was goin on in every New York ghetto
tops, but Rakim reigned radios on card tables, Beneton, the Gods buildin' as for todays mathematics, we Allahs children and this was goin' on in every Newyork ghetto
get rid of me (Naw, never) Cause the things I seen (We know too much) Cause the things I seen (We seen too much) [Verse 1] (Nas) Aiyyo, it's packed on
the Most High hear me, so fly you can't near me You scared of a mirror, my theory is that - knowledge is power To every projects and every street corner
it, she ride it Every nigga wanna be inside it (No more daddy's little girl) I need her, I'll eat her Do anything to please her My ghetto queen of Sheba
just get smarter Ghetto prisoners.. ghetto prisoners.. Ghetto prisoners rise rise rise Ghetto prisoners rise rise rise Ghetto prisoners rise rise rise Ghetto prisoners.. get up, wake up, rise Ghetto
while Nas is talking* You heard about it, you see about it You read about it, it's in your papers It's in your daily news ("Get money!") New York chronicles, every
on my shit like this Chorus [Nas] Growin up project-struck, lookin for luck dreamin Scopin the large niggaz beamin, check what I'm seein Cars, ghetto
to be a thoroughbred Keep me full up with hollow heads Chorus: Nas (repeat 2X) How you like me now? I go blaow It's that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto