, boilin in my veins It's just hot - until a nigga can't take it no more Blood of a slave, heart of a King - turn my voice up Aiyyo, the brother's "Stillmatic
mixtapes but may not be released; however it sparked the response on Jay-Z's song "Takeover" [Nas having conversation with himself] Ayo Nasty Nas,
In this life of police chases, street sweepers and coppers ***** ** kids with no conscience, leavin' victims with doctors If you really think you ready to die, with ***** out This is what nas
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh, yo Here I come from the housin' tenement buildings Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death Better known as the projects
This is a journey into the worlds most largest And notorious projects, Queensbridge Listen while Nas saves his hood from the most Cowardest rappers He
Blessings in life to the children, they say "Life is like five days" Words of a old man with silver hair in his wheel chair His eyes were bloody while
Yeah, ay yo jungle, ay yo wiz Come on man, let's do this It's a braveheart party y'all, c'mon Throw your hands up 'cuz we wanna dance Don't be afraid
American born, American raised, American made My country shitted on me She wants to get rid of me 'Cause the things I seen 'Cause the things I seen
Boilin' in my veins, it's just hot Until a nigga can't take it no more Blood of a slave, heart of a king turn my voice up Aiyyo, the brother's stillmatic
me, you hear me? Listen man, this dude right on the block, right now, man I found him, right now, I see him right now, let's kill him Yo, this Nas, leave
soft and I'm the black hearse That came to haul y'all ass in It's for the hood by the corner store Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want a war Get
and you gettin' shitted on It's all scientific, mystic, you know the earth and the stars Don't hesitate to say you heard it from Nas What is destined
{Yeah, peace king, peace king Listen, they wrote a book on your life, right You think anybody'll read it? No fuckin' doubt! Let's make history homey,
s the best? Pac, Nas and Big Ain't no best, East, West, North, South, flossed out, greedy I embrace y'all with napalm Blows up, no guts, left chest, face gone How could Nas
I'm the black hearse That came to haul y'all ass in It's for the hood by the corner store Many try, many die, come at nas if you want a war. [chorus] [
"Cause when I flow the for the street " - " who else could it be" "Nas " Yo Explode, my thoughts were drunken from quarts of beers Was years back, before
of the game But I overstand they truth is all lame I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name Nas too real, Nas
your wake Walk by your casket, spit in your face Enter the fog dog, the light is your guide And when you're gone all your niggaz gon' light it with Nas
