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アーティスト:Nas  アルバム:Untitled  作詞:JONES NASIR  作曲:ERIKSEN MIKKEL/ERIKSEN MIKKEL STORLEER/HERMANSEN TOR ERIK 

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yo it's like waking up from a bad dream just to figure out you weren't dreaming in the first place If all I saw was gangsters Coming up as a youngster Pussy and money the only language I clung ta Claim ta unrolled myself up to become one Ain't ya happy I chose rap I'm amongst tha Streets deceiving Can't believe my achievements Cultural strata Persona's that of a non needer Because I don't need nada except for Prada beaver For cold winters tattoos got my summer's sleeveless To my g's on the flee from the coppers Stiff bodies on freeze in funeral parlors From the slums I come up a phoenix Caked up tryna take what I'm eating Came up a dismissive kid You lucky if you allowed to witness this Savvy mouth Wild hardly A man's man Who woulda knew the beach houses and wild parties Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's For years all that How could I not be dead This old German Said I was a thug with a notty head Looked at my Benz and called that a Nazi sled With a face like he wonder where I got my bread Probably all these stones he see From my shows overseas From crime to rhyme My stories is I'm from the home of the thieves <♪> Blessed The lord is a g he gotta be Who's the God of suckers and snitches The economy Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe Blew a death kiss to Fidel Castro


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