Nas

Nas - Take It In Blood songtekst

Je score:
(yo)
 I never brag  how real I keep it  cuz it's the best secret..
 I rock a vest...prestigious
 Cuban link flooded Jesus  in a Lex watching Kathie Lee and Regis
 My actions are one with the seasons
 A tech squeezing..executioner  winter time I rock a fur
 Mega popular center of attraction
 Climaxing  my bitches they be laughing
 They out from sniffing coke off of twenty cent Andrew Jacksons
 City lights spark a New York night
 Rossi and Martini sippin', Sergio Tachinni flipping
 Mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw 'em
 45 by my scrotum
 Manifest the do or die slogan, my niggas roll in 10 M-3's
 20 guards poppin' wheelies on Kawasaki's
 Hip hop's got me on some ol' spraying shots like a drumroll
 Blankin' out, never miscount the shells my gun hold
 I don't stunt, I regulate..Henney and Sprite
 I seperate, watching crab niggas marinate
 I'm all about techs and good jooks and sex
 Israelite books, holdin' government names from Nefs
 M.C.'s are crawling out every hole in the slum
 You be i-ight like blood money in a pimps cum.

 (Chorus)

 I made it like that,
 I want it like that,
 I'm living like that...
 I made it like that
 I want it like that
 I'm living like that
 ...for you wack M.C.'s

 (Verse 2)

 Currency is made in trust of the Messiah, I'm spending it to get higher
 Earth, Wind, and Fire singing reasons why I'm
 Up early, trustworthy is a 9 that bust early
 Sunshine on my grill, I spill
 Remy on imaginary graves,put my hat on my waves
 Latter day saints say religious praise
 I dolo, challenge any team or solo
 You must be buggin' out, new to my shit, home on a furlong.
 Ask around, who's laid up, sharp and straight up
 Mafioso, gettin' niggas wigs sprayed up
 Sky's are misty, my life's predicted by a gypsy
 I'll one day walk into shots drunk off Champange from Sicily
 This be the drama, I'ma pause like a comma
 In a sentence, paragraph's indented
 Bloodshot red eyes, high, yellow envelopes of lye
 Open the cigars, let tobacco fly
 Condos are tune proof, we're looking out the sky's moonroof
 Shittin' like gin and prune juice.
 Yo the system wants the Queens noose hang 'em high
 Court rooms filled up, it's off the hook while I
 Just wrote a statement like I'm facing
 20 years in the basement chilling on a via with Mumia
 For wearing chrome..I told the judge snakes slither
 like Sharon Stone ... but like Capone I'm thrown (yo)

 (Chorus) x 2

 (Verse 3)

 Yo, the time is wasting, I use the mind elevation
 Dime sack lacing, court pen pacing
 Individual, lyrical math abrasion
 Psychic evaluation, the foulest nation
 We living in..dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wives
 A lifestyle where bad streets is patternized
 Wise men build and destroy while the real McCoy
 Dope fiends, name of Troy is still dealing boy
 Coke suppliers actin' biased..
 Cuz rumors say that niggas wear wires and we liars
 But every night the gat's fired and every day a rat's hired
 I still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani, it's
 Just the killa in me slash drug dealer MC
 Ex-slug feeler, semi mug peeler to me
 Bottles of Moe, yo simply follow me flow
 Put poetry inside a crack pot and blow
 Rough hoes will crack out pussys and buttholes
 Bring the G's and the D's roll, they can't touch those
 Why shoot the breeze about it when you can be about it?
 My degrees are routed, toward the peasy haired
 Brick housing, instead of the fake medallions
 Rich niggas transport in thousands
 Foreign cash exchange amounting to millions
 Doors is locked, rocks is chopped,
 Watch the cameras in the ceilings


 Trick bitches catching mad feelings
 Peeling off in the Lex jeep, technics is four-wheeling
 I bet it be some shit when we connect with Stretch
 When we catch them sex niggas with the techs you blessed, word.
 So now it's on, never wasted a slug,
 time is money when it comes to mine..take it in blood.

 Yea, Capone and Noriega
 Offical Queensbridge murderers
 Mobb Deep keep it real though
 Muthafuckin' AZ yo..
 Mega, mega, whatever..
 Scarlett O' Hara
 Foxx Boogie
 East New York
 Gambo
 Brownsville
 Wizard
 Fort Rockaway
 Jersey
 Connecticut
 D.C.
 V.A.
 L.A.
 so on and so on...
 (fades out
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Copyrights:

Auteur: N. Jones/R. Walker/J.T. Epps, Jr./J. Pruitt/W. Childs/C. Horne, Cleveland Horne, James Epps, Joseph Pruitt, Nasir Jones, Randy Walker (2), Wallace Childs

Componist: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc., Zomba Enterprises, Inc., Ill Will Music, Inc., Slamuwell Productions Inc., DJ Premier Publishing, Gifted Pearl, Grand Imperial Music, Bridgeport Music, Inc., Juvenile Hall Music, BMG-Careers Music Inc., Famous Music Corporat

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: It Was Written (1996)

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