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アーティスト:Nas  作詞:JONES NASIR/NAS/WILSON ERNEST DION  作曲:JONES NASIR/NAS/WILSON ERNEST DION 

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(Featuring: Large Professor) (Intro) 42nd street terminal (Verse 1: Nas) Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it My religion is reefer Big moneyin' to most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with My visions are realistic, nothin' is figurative I can wish it into existence, God want this nigga to live Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who bled Who we stomp-kicked in the head and who we left for dead Who are you niggas? Why argue niggas? The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on niggas They wear them lifetime, they tell they hoes, "Nas did this" Pointin' to they scars like, "Right here, baby, really Nas did this" Like a badge of honor, not braggin' I'm just honest War stories we tell them, nothin's realer than karma Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition whiskey Rap Jack Dempsey, matte black Bentley, pimply Shatterin' your silence, passin' 'round the chalice Due to my Indian ancestry at the weed dispensery Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle with Fuck your ice, I rock rubies, amethyst I'll fuck your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous This for my bad hood bitches, ghetto glamorous (Break: Large Professor) Yo, what we talkin' 'bout niggas? What we talkin' 'bout niggas? This is Nas, what, Nas What, Nasty, what, recollect, fucker (Verse 2: Nas) At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin' in public housin' Integrity intact, reppin' hard They askin' how he disappear and reappear back on top Sayin', "Nas must have naked pictures of God or somethin'" To keep winnin' is my way like Francis As long as I'm breathin', I'll take chances A soldier comin' home, twenty years old with no legs Sayin' there's no sense to cry


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