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Nas - Live Now lyrics

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[ChorusN]

Live now niggaz, there's no promise of a second time around, put it down

We'll just live now, there's no reason why you shouldn't, everything is up to you

All you gotta do is just, live now, we spending

Not under the ground yet, we enjoying every second yo

Live now, don't forget to bro, yeah

cause I promise you you'll regret it bro



Picture my last days will be so grim

My daughter at my bedside, respirator in me

Eyes dilated, looking skinny, trying to smile, trying to say something

Whole room will quiet down just to hear my last words

Tears fall down my facial, why fear anything, it's now too late to

I'm dreaming of a time I was silked out at the peak of my career

But I always choked out, leaving mad money on the table at crazy amounts

I would hit the scene for a second and bounce

Admit I did live a little bit, sweet pickle dick

Freaks licked on it, lips I dripped on it

Sex, I shot pearl necklaces on necks and tits

Traveled half the world, wish I traveled the rest of it

From QB to Mecca kid, so if you knew me

You'd be proud to say I left you with enough memories to resurrect me with

So live now nigga



[Chorus]



[Scarlett]

It's been a long time since you came through to see ya sis

You know I love you, I've been a fan since Genesis

Gotta respect you 'cause you never tied to smash

Since we met a while back, and your style was mack

Now I see that you a man after all you been through

A stand-up dude, held me down after Sekou

Need more brothers like you in the hood, would have wifed you if I could

But the white cells in my blood were no good

Said I had it ten years, but I was just a carrier

I thought, "Me a victim?", could never be my character

It's ill Se' passed the way he did, didn't know how to tell him

Just happy it didn't get in our kid

But all the things I did was the flyest, experiences were priceless

Remember days of diamond cuts

Nugget rings, clubs in Queens, Jetta cars

Used to love them things, Barbados, Belize

I stayed over seas, shopping sprees, credit cards

Pockets of Gs, left the hood, phattest cribs

To platinum from silver, came back, bitches calling me the black Liz Taylor

Imagine that, Rob me? My nigga would kill ya, they knew the rules

All the planes I flew, niggaz I ran through

Lot of unprotected sex, don't know where it came from

Grimy niggaz, rich niggaz, damn it ain't a game son

From the Cayman Islands to the Virgin Islands

Gucci suitcases (coughs), a chic did it, eff the screw faces

Critics and fans, they need to get a life

You doin' the right thing, settle down, get a wife now

I grew with you so you know you make me proud

And most of all you gotta live now



[Chorus: Scarlett]

Live now nigga ain't no promise of a second time around, put it down, would you

We'll just live now, there's no reason why you shouldn't, everything is up to you

All you gotta do is just, live now, keep spending

Not under the ground yet, keep enjoying every minute yo

Gotta live it up to the limit yo

cause I promise you you'll regret it bro



[Scarlett]

Son, come close, lemme talk to you

I got music, put it out to the world, let 'em hear it

Look out for little me, one



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