Nas

Nas - Sometimes I Wonder songtekst

Je score:

We gonna bounce to this
 To all my niggaz (yeah  yeah)
 To all the ladies

 Chorus:
 Sometimes I wonder
 Will a nigga go under because of his hunger
 This game is risky
 If a nigga slips six deep
 Will these niggaz really miss me
 Dead partners too soon
 All these niggaz flipping on me
 Cause I won't give no loot to them
 Sometimes I wonder
 Sometimes I...

 (Nas)
 Top of the world is what I'm aiming at
 These niggaz is flaming gats at my circle
 I catch you, my first reaction is to hurt you
 I hit your bird too, two in your scalp then you out
 Your thug crew is out, blood oozing out
 Some serving caine
 Knowing nothing about this murder game
 Its easily told but hard to hear
 When niggaz finally find out its real
 Thats when they heart pumps fear
 The real remains the weak will disappear
 My words is 20/20, my vocals are crystal clear
 911 style sits on your mind like chrome
 Lets say your brains is V12, put it in drive let it roam
 What color? Might as well make it same as your dome
 You need your thoughts together, that means destination is unknown
 As we travel on this road, an infinite path, I get into this math
 Drop and get intense for this cash
 Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat
 Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back

 Chorus:

 (Nature)
 I know a lot of fiends by they first name
 Living in Queens, a lot of cats getting stuck for they chains
 Holding dirty guns, the young owe dirty ones
 Running wild, niggaz I raise hell above ground
 Live in sin, holding rocks, benjamin grin
 Figure once I got knocked, it would end
 Never that
 They try to tell me I don't love my own
 The thugs know, they ride my zone
 Like the cyclone trademark
 For coney isle, yeah you know me now
 I'm giving fake hugs, phoney smiles
 Stack profits, you know how the niggaz on the block get
 Try to give you dap to stare at your pockets
 Cruise advance nothing new just the rules of the land
 You could tell if they wolves or lamb
 You could fight a few, there's a few that ran
 Or you could feed them and lose your hand
 What you wanna do?

 Chorus:

 (Nas)
 Blessing be to the ones who left us
 Transcend into spiritual essences
 In Allah's arms you rest in
 To him we pray for my peeps
 Floyd, Twin and Taiyeh, Mr. Sunny back in the day
 Get the money yam, he use to say not only nice with hands
 But streetsmart he was twice a man
 I try to understand life's deep plot
 I think of Weewop, Shikeisha they both was mad nice on the rocks
 They could have went pro but only God knows why not
 Like my nigga Bing, let your sneakers not be clean
 He'll start snapping on you, making a scene
 Kept the lye, a cool nigga warm heart and stayed fly
 You still alive, I see you in your sister's face
 Are you there pa? Or looking on from a distant place?
 My thoroughbreds, Blackhead quiet but real
 Expect to see your black jeep fly over the hill
 In the spirit of Richie Lou tribute
 Remind the world of the crimes that NY pigs do
 We miss you, Harry and Sonia
 Rest in peace to Marty, a 41st side of Vernon soldier
 T.J. Black better known as Killer
 I can't replace you, but in me Havoc will always have a brother my nigga

 My man Will till we meet again
 You hold it up there, I'll hold it down here
 I hope you hear my prays clear

 Chorus:
 Repeats 3x
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

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Uitgegeven in: 2006

Taal: Engels

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