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Wave Gods

Artist:Nas, A$AP Rocky & DJ Premier  Album:Magic  Composer:Nasir Jones, Chauncey Hollis, Jr., Rakim Mayers & Chris Martin 

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Hold up and analyze Come on, get on, get some Listen close as I prove my point We do our thing, son Yeah Hold up and analyze, who want something? Come on, get on, get some, yeah Listen close as I prove my point Ready to make an entrance so back on up Yeah No comparison, we more solid than they are Uh Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr Uh Me and Flacko, they say we the new wave gods Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God Yeah Wake up out the bed scruffy, sparkin' my J Shine my nickel-plated then I'm startin' my day My old lady call me baby, told her, "Pardon my age" Twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs We goin' home like Eric Cartman, chromosomes on my conscience Hear some niggas talkin' nonsense, call up Nasty Nastradamus Rock the pearls and diamonds, break the promise, break her wallets Break her heart and break her pockets, takin' notes like guidance counselors Aristocrat like a chancellor, the answer to the, uh, panhandlers The corners with the mans is up, the jig is up, the scams is up Yeah, they hands is up, lookin' in the crowd, yeah Tryna fuck the world, but my pants still up Tryna invest, to all my Gs, before we rest in peace Before we rest in peace The rest is set, the record set as soon as I release The room is streets, I roam the streets with no security They know a nigga overseas Uh Kind of swag that's passed from your mom and dad Prada bags and we cheesin' on them Calvin ads Yeah, yeah Might've peeped the billboards fifty feet when out in traffic Starin' at them naked pictures, shit, you bound to crash it No comparison,

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