Nas

Nas - Sex Drugs Money And Murder lyrics

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Nas talking:
 Yo Nore I just can't understand
 what be going through brothers minds man
 Know what I'm saying!
 You try to tell a brother when he going the wrong way  
 try to put him on the right way  
 he don't wanna hear that though  
 so you just gotta let a nigga go

 (Nas)
 Death followed'em
 before it swallowed'em whole
 it was signs he shoulda read
 that was inside of his soul
 niggas light dutchies to'em now, so long
 missa muthafucka, but still
 life goes on
 hope I'm rich on my last day
 clutching some ass,
 niggas say he came and went
 got a nut when he passed, an old man
 laying dead on my bed, wit some young shit
 screaming out FREEDOM
 when I slung to her chest
 after that chill, be a bitch wit a hex
 every nigga she sex, be the next
 put ta rest

 (Noreaga)
 Yo if you live, you a member in 85
 when it was just bats and knives,
 made men and made wives
 things changed, sell the Jetta, cop the Range
 sending slugs that a leave that ass cripple
 as a child had nemia wit out the sickle
 N-O-R-E, nore, grand markey
 always wanted to be in this game since Biz Markie
 we fuck it up what
 light dro, throw the chalk up
 ever since crack came in little capsules
 we control blocks, rock flat-tops
 had two spots, selling blue tops
 seeing Benni cop new rocks

 (Nas)
 Four wheel flow wit the rowdy thugs
 Queens out,smoke Cali budd
 feened out, my thoughts leak out
 I speak out, what's worth dying for
 freedom,respect or both
 what's worth ya tears
 being broke or when ya man get smoked
 it all depends if you used to having ends in his ceased
 instead of cry, more see,
 whoevers fly in the beef
 on the other hand, if it's not ya real fam deceased
 and you used to funerals, then it ain't that deep
 so when you kep slingin
 me myself, I do my thing in the streets
 since i was young I was anxious to eat

 (Noreaga)
 Yo since a young sibling
 had every flavor Timberland
 always had jumpshot, and always dribbling
 yo macarole, Jose lay
 like casserole, dolomite type
 the Jungle low, cut the China white
 come check ya,mix henney wit the nectars
 on straight flights while y'all catch connectors,
 if it was up to me
 the whole world would be comfortably
 since it's not, y'all niggas stay fucked up
 I think about y'all too much
 and be bankrupt,so nigga get yours, I got mine
 so WHAT WHAT

 (Nas)
 Sex and money go togother like techs and nine shells
 swiss cheese you and cover it up like Rahswell, cartel
 yo ain't seen no iller regime
 the Stellarsteen profecy
 project warrior, owns property
 crack is hated, cops get jealous
 cause I stay wit
 the 98 temporary plates on my whip
 the system think its not right
 Arista could fuck a cops awife
 cause I'm on, televisi-on
 and live the pop life
 I rock mics, make mils
 soundscan sales, one point whatever records
 professionist skills, moneys the root of evil
 but it make you happy
 don't wanna shoot my people
 but still they might clap me
 cause I talk like Dr.Malacayork
 play the sidewalk, hold fort
 diamond plate chaiun, gold fort
 get in tune, rich like Ricky form Silver Spoon
 Frank Lopez crib, elevators and living rooms
 (Noreaga)
 A yo we still in Queens
 same place where we used to be
 most people don't see us
 cause we usually out touring
 leave the hood, now the hood boring
 NORE, you know me, we regulated
 straight from Iraq to QB, affilated
 it's like a Higher Learing
 from 99th street down to Vernon
 letting our heat burst burning
 like Henney wet, throwing up my set
 catch me on the Startek
 bout to set the connect
 Yo Sex,Drugs, Money and Murder
 beers and sex, Lands and Lex
 in the projects
 the fourth floor, where we score through our cooker
 D's shook up, hit the block
 now you looker!

 (Nas and Noreaga talking)
 NAS: It's like the battle will symbolize the war,
 and the war symbolize the winners of the battle,
 no what I mean, go at ya neck!
 Either you in it or you in the motherfucking way baby!
 NORE: Word up, we analate ya ass!
 NAS: Queens style, no what I'm saying!
 NORE: Ish me Allah da men a Raheem!
 NAS: Queens style, Brooklyn style!
 NORE: Went from selling cracks to making raps,
 to fucking hoodrats!
 NAS:Lefrak and QB
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