Nas lyrics
Nas lyrics
"Represent lyrics"
02. Accompagnato For Tenor Comfort Ye My People lyrics
Comfort ye, comfort ye My people, saith your God. Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, and cry unto her, that her warfare is accomplished, that her iniquity is pardoned. The voice of him that crieth in the wilderness, prepare ye the way of the Lord. Make straight in the desert a highway for our God. (Isaiah 40:1-3)
Represent, represent!! [repeat 4X]Comfort ye, comfort ye My people, saith your God. Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, and cry unto her, that her warfare is accomplished, that her iniquity is pardoned. The voice of him that crieth in the wilderness, prepare ye the way of the Lord. Make straight in the desert a highway for our God. (Isaiah 40:1-3)
Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the jungle
Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, niggaz tumble
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad criminals
who don't care, guzzlin beers, we all stare
at the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North
before we get the four pounders, and take their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide chasin brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, tryin to, watch us and knock us
And killer coppers, even come through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
the fronters, wannabe ill niggaz and spot runners
Thinkin it can't happen til I, trap em and clap em
and leave em done, won't even run about Gods
I don't believe in none of that shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the street corne
Break Me, Shake Me lyrics
OW! Ha haha ha ah... [x2] Anything you want, But never find the heart to leave me, Cause i need you too much So play your game but don't desert me, Maybe you heard i'm tough To love but baby please believe me Don't be afraid to trust me, I wouldn't trade you for the world, And if you feel you gotta test me, Before you be my girl You can shake me, you can break me, But you can't make me,<
rOW! Ha haha ha ah... [x2] Anything you want, But never find the heart to leave me, Cause i need you too much So play your game but don't desert me, Maybe you heard i'm tough To love but baby please believe me Don't be afraid to trust me, I wouldn't trade you for the world, And if you feel you gotta test me, Before you be my girl You can shake me, you can break me, But you can't make me,<
Pullin a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure
Represent, represent!! [repeat 4X]
Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
Moet drinkin, marijuana smokin street dweller
who's always on the corner, rollin up blessed
When I dress, it's never nuttin less than Guess
Cold be walkin with a bop and my hat turned back
Love committin sins and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the shit from day one
cause life ain't shit but stress fake niggaz and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while pullin on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer, accelerator
The type of nigga who be pissin in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and Tecs
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Der Himmel Brennt lyrics
Das Bier vor mir das schmeckt genau so mies wie ich mich fühl'. Mein Hemd vom Schweiß verklebt die Luft im Zimmer feucht und schwül. Du hast es geschafft - ich heule um dich. Du bist abgehau'n du siehst es ja nicht. Der Himmel brennt die Engel flieh'n - wir sind durch Rauch und Feuer getrennt. Ich sitze hier und schau' dir nach und werde warten bis ich verbrenn'. Der Himmel brennt die Engel flieh'n und ich erst
y new chicKs and new kicks, Heine's and Beck'sDas Bier vor mir das schmeckt genau so mies wie ich mich fühl'. Mein Hemd vom Schweiß verklebt die Luft im Zimmer feucht und schwül. Du hast es geschafft - ich heule um dich. Du bist abgehau'n du siehst es ja nicht. Der Himmel brennt die Engel flieh'n - wir sind durch Rauch und Feuer getrennt. Ich sitze hier und schau' dir nach und werde warten bis ich verbrenn'. Der Himmel brennt die Engel flieh'n und ich erst
Represent, represent!! [repeat 3X]
No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up every mornin, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan that had us runnin from cops
If it wasn't hangin out in front of cocaine spots
We was at the candy factory, breakin the locks
Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just like the next man
Fuck a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun Son, but fuck bein the wanted man
but if I hit rock bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the crew to get live too
with Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never sto
Try lyrics
Loneliness, don't come around here I've boarded up all the doors There's nothing to give no more I recall, a time when I knew it all Wish someone done me wrong So I can then do no wrong But if you try to keep moving on And it seems like it's always so hard And if you left me Darling I know I'll be found And if you need me Don't you let me know It's alright... Maybe I, had too little love to
p itLoneliness, don't come around here I've boarded up all the doors There's nothing to give no more I recall, a time when I knew it all Wish someone done me wrong So I can then do no wrong But if you try to keep moving on And it seems like it's always so hard And if you left me Darling I know I'll be found And if you need me Don't you let me know It's alright... Maybe I, had too little love to
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs
Nuff respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love
Represent y'all, represent!! [repeat 4X]
One time for your motherfuckin mind
This goes out to everybody in New York
that's livin the real fuckin life
And every projects, all over
To my man, Big Will he's still here [echoes]
The 40 side of Vernon
My man Big L.E.S.
Big Cee-Lo from the Don
Shawn Penn, the 40 busters
My crew the shorty busters
The 41st side of Vernon posse
The Goodfellas
My man Cormega, Lakid Kid
Can't forget Drawers, the Hillbillies
My man Slate, Wallethead
Black Jay, Big Oogi
Crazy barrio spot (Big Dove)
We rock shit, Ph.D
And my man Primo, from GangStarr
(Ninety-four real shit y'all, Harry O!)
Fuck y'all crab ass niggaz though...
(Yeah, bitch ass niggas!) [etc.]