I can damn near touch the sky wen I walk outside on my balcony. I'm falcon flyer pelican as high as you will eva be. N I can c da stars from one of me.
The cops used to come around in my neighborhood. "Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along!". Oh they'd arrest me, you know, especially at night.
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(feat. R. Kelly). . [Nas]. Low profile, rap style, slick as Nu Nile. Give the crew pounds everytime we cover new grounds. Still surviving but there's a few down, back in the essence.
Nas. Breathe. . [Hook One - Nas]. In America you'll never be free. Middle fingers up, fuck the police. Damn, can a nigga just breathe?. . [Hook Two - Nas].
Alchemist you know me man. I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio. soon as I hear the track; you know what I'm sayin?.
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 just take a chance.
Yo, I want the Langston Hughes and Alex Haley. Got blazed before they told stories. I'ma get blazed before I tell y'all stories. . I saw on TV today, this man lost his son, his son died.
Blaze a 50, sit back in the drop top Bezour Bentley.. of course wit me, this chick who'd make Bobby divorce Whitney.. Brizilian candy, from Miami.. massouse, wedding ring on, lovin Celine Dion..
Mic check. Mic check. One, (one). Two (two). Three (three). Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's. Three (three). Two (two). One (one). MCA, Adrock, Mike D that's how we get it done.
I know you can feel the magic baby. Turn the mother**** lights down. Esco whuttup?. I mean, it's what you expected ain't it?. Let's go. . Turn the music up and the headphones.
Uhh. . [Nas]. Yo, you believe when they say we ain't shit, we can't grow?. All we are is dope dealers, and gangstas and hoes?. And you believe when they be tellin you lie, all on the media?.
And though it seems heaven sent. We ain't ready to have a black president. And though it seems heaven sent. We ain't ready to have a black president. .
HELLO?!. Whassup girl.. Ain't nothin - this nigga in here stressin. talkin that old off the wall back to Africa shit again. What, that God Body shit?.
*click* *dialtone* *numbers being dialed*. *phone rings, is picked up right away*. . [G1] HELLO?!. [G2] Whassup girl.. [G1] Ain't nothing - this nigga in here stressing.
Get yours nigga. Cuz I'mma get mine. In due time. Everybody gotta shine. Get yours, I spray nines. I say this one time. The last time, I swear to y'all.
[Chorus]. (You're a big girl now). Fully grown with your hormones now. Got your own home and you alone. Wanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out.
Warning, Warning.... New York, New York. The sound, the sound. you're about to hear, to hear.... . You love to hear the story. How it all, how it all, got started, got started.
Turn your radios up. You are now allowed to listen to the radio. The real niggas are back on the radio. Uh, no slackin', no beggin', no askin', no fastin'.