Nas

Nas - Nastradamus lyrics

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Uh  2000 G

 Yo  I need an encore y'all  you should welcome me back
 You wanna ball til you fall  I can help you with that
 You want beef? I could let a slug melt in your hat
 Cuz I'm a wild barbarian  too hard  I'm scarin' 'em
 Century 21 solar clips
 While you listenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc
 Bolonious  my inscription is do rags  pants sag down to my feet
 AK is my heat  anyday in the street til I lay six feet
 QB, PJs, and we playin' for keeps
 Jewelry, cars and Jeeps is my motto
 Four-fives with the hollows, stylists on the nozzles
 Pop bottles with those who left here
 The best years, wearin' a bullet proof vest years
 The aim for the head or chest years
 What's your name? Make your name known
 For the next years, better rep, yeah

 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus
 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus

 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus
 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus

 I let y'all niggas bang my shit before Saddam hits
 The Nastrodamus tell us what time it is
 I was the first one on that Don shit
 First nigga to sing a hook on some DJ song shit
 Black ski masks up in the projects, camoulflage, full clips
 Run up in your crib, tie up your bitch
 Weigh the bricks and we local, so broke, brown coke won't sell
 Spendin' your money on weed, smoke and hotels
 Hood rats and bullet wound up females
 Got babies for hustlers and niggas in jail
 Slingin' for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips
 Base heads, killed cab drivers just for a hit
 A week later, sportin' Gators, gettin' thrills
 Our honies wearin' Gucci high heels
 She come to scoop me, I chill
 Leave streets alone for a sec
 Hit the sky bar, sunset, and the sex is so high-tech
 Uh

 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus
 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus

 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus
 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus

 Now, lounge homeboy, you in the Godly zone
 Rest in peace, Ill Will, now your name's in the throne
 We gon' rep it the best that we can
 Physically, he was killed by the weapons of man
 But where you at now, you neck layed in necks now
 Where Bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name, you a legend
 And they don't understand how you see over from heaven
 But that's another level, brethren
 Two G's, we got the type fam with mack 11's
 Would you squeeze? Though it's not right
 Cuz that's the zone that we left in
 Bentleys, Porches, DRJ watches
 Sick with the bread, Lamborghini trucks topless
 Laptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes
 And we all roll dice, throw each other's ice
 And how does one guy multiply to more than five wise guys?
 But only one man, only the mind's eyes, can understand that I'm...

 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus
 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus

 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus
 Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar
 Now he is Nastrodamus

 Ill Will
 Nastrodamus
 New LP for the 2G
 Uh
 Bravehearts
 Nation
 Big Things
 Lucciano
 Oh, the Lord again
 M-O-B-B Deep
 Zaire
 Jungle
 Raise hope
Get this song at:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Author: James Brown, Leshan Lewis, Nasir Jones

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

Details:

Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Nastradamus (2018)

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