man deserve to earn And every child deserve to learn, now Tribal war A nuh dat we a defend Every man deserve a turn Like a flame deserve to burn [Verse 1 - Nas
a vision that's clearer than Evian Used to hit the radio them faggots ain't let me on Until Khaled turned up the volume Hit the club wit it come on homie they wildin Nas
ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black
trunk man Drugs in the trunk man, call me the front man [Chorus One + Chorus Two] [The Game] Drive fast, both hands on the dash Close both of your eyes and hope
I'm going in for the kill I'm doing it for a thrill Oh I'm hoping you'll understand And not let go of my hand (x2) Let me crack this Patron and talk
s the best MC's, Biggie, Jay-Z, and Nas Where the drugs czars evolve, and thugs always are At each other's throats for the love of foreign cars Where cats catch cases, hoping
kept it from in front of our buildin Gangsta rap-based filmings became the buildin blocks For children with leakin ceilings catchin drippins with pots Coupled with compositions from Pac, Nas
to earn And every child deserve to learn, now Tribal war A nuh dat we a defend Every man deserve a turn Like a flame deserve to burn [Verse 1 - Nas
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 [Chorus] [Nas
Nas... How ya doin'? Take my name... And my number Meanwhile... We'll be cruisin' But let's take... it... slow [VERSE 3] Slow is the way Holdin' hands, tongue and hickeys Hope
(I wonder when I wrote this. Nah it's weak) The money's ya religion sky the limit live life Numbers is big business makes the poor live trife The glimmers of hope
[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
[Nas] Word to Will, buried in his fila suit and heavy chain I wanna be iced-up nigga, bury me the same I live for street glory and I die for ghetto fame