King's Disease III Album Lyrics by NAS

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Ghetto Reporter

Close your eyes
Listen, listen, listen
They give niggas time like it's lunch down there
You go down there looking for justice that's what you find, just us

It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's a various artist compilation
But it's just me and HB and this shit take concentration
Niggas know I don't drop this often, so cherish it (so cherish it)
Like your daughter's graduation, kid's marriages
When the culture vultures swooped down, they start exploitin' the sound
They drew up contracts for our niggas, Dru Hill to drew down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead, most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs, the music be changin'
And the culture be shiftin', so you gotta move with it
Call me the party crasher, that plan spoiler
That Malcolm C and Maya Angelou and God are holdin' a camcorder
Ghetto reporter, live from 40-Side, you know my storyline
First project rapper, triple platinum with New Yorker pride

King's Disease
Most of us catch it at one point or another
But evolve
Find a new formula
One that takes everything in you to make

The audacity, masterfully crafted these classics, so naturally
Had to be nasty back at it
They argue KD1, KD2, and Magic, what's harder when?
KD3 go harder than all of them
Back in the 9-0's, barely rubbed elbows with CEOs
I was dolo, I bet it shocked y'all to see me grow
And the 0-0's, I still ain't attend much industry dinners
Had to tend to my business, go past the sky's limit
The hate gon' rise quicker, so how could I manage this disadvantage?
Niggas Planet Hollywood, I came from a different planet
Leave it up to me to break the news you won't see on the screen
Chuckle at you motherf*ckers, we the last of the kings
Shout to the real ones like us, it's a shortage, it seems
I'm underground and overground and it's never been seen
Real council my streams
Got real people tappin' in, so that's what that means, indeed

It means I got nothin' but the real checkin' in
We locked in, all the way
Just applaud this, yeah
Trappin' about, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like, I couldn't get out if I wanted to
All us rappers are trapped in it
We can't get out, you know what I'm sayin'?
'Til we over, 'til it's dead, 'til we in the dirt
When I'm fifty years old, I wanna have fifty-year-old fans
Sixty-year old fans and sixteen-year old fans

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Legit

Is there a heart?
Is there a heart in the house tonight?
Brave hearts
Stand up, stand up
Let me know, let me know if you understand
Is there a heart?
Is there a heart in the house?
You gotta have love
Yeah (you gotta have love in your heart)
Yeah, my beginnings was intense
Who'd have thought I'd go legit?
For sure, yeah, yeah

We comin' Blacker than Black Panther 2
Nobody this thorough, that's the truth
Never go against the family, that's somethin' you don't do
Don't get Eddie King'd, tryna sing your way back in the group, nah
Stars in the ceilin', God's Son in the buildin'
Rep that 718, it's hard to depart from that feelin'
Careful sellin' weight, the DEA be watchin' you dealin'
Get yourself straight, before they find that paraphernalia
For those who claim a hundred million on taxes, beautiful actresses
Street dudes who turn activist who used to move packages
No Nas, still here to remove the wall that I'm back against
Legitimized all your hustles before the gavel hit (oh)

It takes more than love
It takes wakin' up early to face the moment debatin'
Should I save it or blow it? I mean, it's only some paper
None of my neighbors too nosy, the Joneses ownin' some acres
To be the greatest is lonely, but it chose me, I take it
Whatever the case may be, I'm out of space, OD
NASA without the A at the end, take off on three
What's the cost of a CD when fifteen-hundred places one sell?
What's that to fifteen-hundred peas on one scale?
For a starvin' artist tryna sneak out and reroute
Originality, I seek out, let's clean house
To Black homeowners, check it out
To Black homeowners, take over and throw the lease out
This that movie real, the Jordan Peele of this thing, low-key
Boss shit, pull the strings behind the scenes

On my soul, this for my kids and the cold shit I done did
All them O's I tried to flip, who'd have thought I'd go legit? Yeah
And the cold shit I done did (uh-huh)
Pretty girls who let me hit, who'd have thought I'd go legit? Yeah
And the cold shit that you did (that's right)
All them O's you tried to flip, who'd have thought you'd go legit? (Oh)

Grown man business, Covid closed jail visits
Stove still lit, Mini still on the scales with us
System failed my niggas, in the trial hearin'
No bail, eyewitness showed up and snitches
I read Jesus' diary and ran to tell the streets (streets)
No, this ain't no hype, we in the belly of the beast (beast)
All they said was I would be a felon, be deceased (deceased)
Instead, I'm in Margiela and Loewe with the crease
The consument (uh)
Kill 'em all, call the bomb squad and the SWAT for this (uh)
Got off the block for this (yeah)

On my soul, this for my kids and the cold shit that I did
Pretty girls who let me hit, it's only right I went legit (uh, too legit)
And the cold shit I done did
All them O's I tried to flip, who'd have thought I'd go legit? Yeah (I do it for y'all)
And the cold shit that you did
All them O's you tried to flip, who'd have thought you'd go legit? (Do it for y'all)

Yeah, we was just chillin' on the sofa
No job, no school, ghetto babies
I was small-time, small-time to big-time
You can do it too, go legit
Yeah, believe in yourself
Live the life you deserve
Haha, that's how we do
I ain't forget the roaches and mice
I ain't forget all that

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Thun

Thun (Queens in the house)
Queensbridge, baby (Queens in the house)
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt (Queens in the house)

Not niggas I really met through music shit
It be some real thugs I grew up with
Phone calls from the feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they'd get home in a hurry, 'cause we the last
Of a dyin' pack of lions, nightmares of the cast
Thorough bread survivin', you know (Queens in the house)

Welcome home Ronny Bumps, and love the Callie
That boss ordered us lobster tails late night in forty
We was out there tryna rig the stress
Had a beat tape from Stretch, rest
Black TEC, black vest to match the dark aura
We hit the city deep in the explorer
Lookin' at The Source, wish I was the cover story
That was comin' shortly, cars back then had raw packed in
Rest in peace a few good men, the guards stalk him (Queens in the house)
I pop a bottle, we not promised tomorrow
Showin' love is the motto
Flicks a cowboy hat, strapped like Desperado's
They done lit one out the chamber, no eye or fire
Then a vegetation state when that man China died
Stomped out on 12th Street, memory fails me
Heard homie was a real G, that's what they tell me
I was the one to run through the functions, no funny actin'
And it was me that introduced Mini to money bags and (Queens in the house)
Grandmaster Vic (Queens in the house)
The DJ's Disco Twins (Queens in the house)
From the towers to Promenade (Queens in the house)
Host a party up at Starlets, they know Queens in the house
No beef with rivals, they playin' "Ether" on TIDAL
Brothers can do anythin' when they decide to win a Range Rover
Dissectin' bars from "Takeover"
Sometimes I text Hova, like, "Nigga, this ain't over", laughin'
I had to hold it down for Queens, 'cause I overvalue fiends
Shout to Brooklyn, all between, hoods be overlappin'
Subways be stacked and I ain't been on a train in decades
And I can still hear the wheels on the tracks (Queens in the house)
Feel the beat brakes, serial defaced for Jinx
The license I carry still ain't safe in New York state
It's still a lot of ways to manage the life expectancy average
The future of our next generation, they been established
Conflicted by some of the same patterns that had us
Money and social status, tell me what really matters
So who are you when they turn off all the cameras?
With me, you know the answers (Queens in the house)
Go ask Tony Bennett (Queens in the house)
Terrace on the park, they gotta know (Queens in the house)
DJ Clue, Envy, and Camillo (Queens in the house)
Where are my most beautiful queens in the house?
When you see me at awards or a popular place
I see chains shinin', I wanna stock it over my face
Coordinated, try to see me by some popular names
For a second, I'm on some shit, like it was back in the days
When dudes'd really put that thing up to your rib cage
And pull a switch blade, do anythin', it's the 'Bridge way
But I go stu', roll through, just sold out the O2
Piece on my neck in a Hi Tech Polo suit (Queens in the house)
Drove down Vanwick, Colosseum in Stan Smiths
Tan blick in the desert brick town where my man's live

Not niggas I really met through music shit
It be some real thugs I grew up with
Phone calls from the feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they'd get home in a hurry, 'cause we the last
Of a dyin' pack of lions, nightmares of the cast
Thorough bread survivin', you know (Queens in the house)

No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt (Queens in the house)
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt

I'm on some shit, boy, make it a classic tonight
That money gettin' burrowed, 'bout that action, that's right
Thunderous (what up Thunny-Thun-Thun?)
Mad thunderous (okay now)
Manhattan keeps on makin' it (yeah)
Brooklyn keeps on takin' it (yeah)
Bronx keeps creatin' it (yeah)
And Queens keep on cakin' it
Shouts to the West side
To the Six Burrow, far rocks
Southside and Northside (Queens in the house)

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Michael & Quincy

Nas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
N-N-N-N-Nas
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get your eardrum de-virignized
While the music is
Hahaha

Eardrums de-virginized from the words of mind (mind)
Just a word of advice, you can't murder Nas (Nas)
All my niggas certified, we got certain ties (ties)

Streets was an office, we didn't need a shirt and tie (tie)
In my AMI, weather like the version Niles (Niles)
I ain't got no jewelry on, 'cause I'm made of ice (ice)
Element surprise, move with the passion of Christ (Christ)
To Porto Fino, sittin' high in the cliff
From a younger dude with a crew and we was workin' the shift
Y'all South Park cartoon characters, I'm convinced
They never been scared to doubt, while stayin' karma to twist
I creeped in a jean jacket, headband and Nikes
I ain't like to dodge fights, as I rode my bike
And I was lookin' at these people, thinkin' they just might
Make me come out my cool character, break through the smooth barriers
Go crazy, CeeLo Green, Gnarls Barkley
Before I even pull to the spot, they try to park me
I'm used to dark seas, that's why I spark green
Why I pour wine, they don't stock these, I gotta order mine (order mine)
Malcolm X departed at the Audubon
Seen so many slaughtered, I'm numb, never mortified
All-black Audemar, you claim yours was one of one
We timepiece monsters, every season, we be on the hunt
Jeepers, creepers, America's a baby that's teethin'
Shittin' on itself, cryin' for it's next feedin'
As odd as it gets, it's not even a toddler yet
Gang members got nothin' on these congressmen
Plus Ray Liota and James Condad
Iconic actors, who were redemption for these mob guys
We easin' on down the road for the third win
Who's bad? It's up and it's stuck, feel the whirlwind
Like young Quincy Jones, stuck outside the club
'Til Ray Charles snuck him in, ah, to be young again
But right now, it's like I got the power of a hundred men
Nas'll hit like Michael and Quincey on the run again (run again)

Eardrums devirginized from the words of mind (mind)
Just a word of advice, you can't murder Nas (Nas)
All my niggas certified, we got certain ties (certain ties)

I'm activated, my hand might spark flames
Aviator frames, bandages, lambin', this a stage
From a stretcher, I wave
Even if I never had two arms full of Grammys
Or a sponsor from Pepsi, I'll still be honorary
Like Quincey on the trumpet, Hit-Boy on the drum kit
Nasty like Michael, on the vocals, I overdub it (come on)
Bouncin' off the wall, always startin' somethin'
Behind the scenes of the Thriller video, big budgets (big budgets)
Moonwalkin', smooth criminal talkin' (smooth talk)
I'm changin' colors right now, 'til I'm dark-skinned ('til I'm dark-skinned)
Adam Clayton Powell, complexion of Baldwins
Annie, are you okay, watchin' me transformin'? (Shamone)
Pinky ring glitter like the socks and the glove
Know some money-gettin' thugs that could buy The Beatles' pub
That's what I really call coppin' white, re-in' up (re-in' up)

Haha

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30

(Hit-Boy)

A divine creature, ran through dimes, divas
I turned blocks to beaches
By the time you see us, we just turned tides even
Cuban chain, got the largest pieces
But I'm wild for keepin' it so timeless
Almost half a century with a crispy lineup
My peeps Salaam said I remind him of Martin Lawrence
Breakin' hearts on some real thin line shit
I'm done with star chicks, I survived divorces
I ain't have to climb back, I just climbed in Porsches
Uh, I ain't have to climb back, I just climbed in Porsches
I was the ill seed, the illest one
The villainized, but I feel free and the field be
Crazy way before the drill beef
Doesn't matter this is sheer relief, I feel the breeze this is
Superhero material, rap star status
Premier album still might happen
I wonder why Pete Rock would act like that
That type of behavior make me give rap right back
And now I can't tell if all the good that I did's
Bein' hid with they agenda again, nigga
I know that y'all prayin' I go back to nothin'
We in the future, let's get past the frontin'
Let's get money

This is practice, this is magic
History, havoc, instant classic
This is madness, in all fairness

We been movin' how you f*ck niggas wanna
My 30 For 30 highlights doin' numbers
Goin' on thirty summers
Goin' on thirty summers
Goin' on thirty summers
I'm goin' on thirty summers
Goin' on thirty summers
Goin' on thirty summers
We been movin' how you f*ck niggas wanna
My 30 For 30 highlights doin' numbers

King
Woo, uh
Uh, king
Uh, king
Uh, king
Uh, uh
King
Uh, king

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Hood2Hood

Yo, yo, yo, yeah
Hey Hit, that's some nice new pieces you got
Bracelets, trinkets, and necklaces
Yeah, yo
Real shit only, yeah (make some noise)

Super Bowl champs celebrate like me
With Escobar cigars, let me say my piece
Money attract money, statewide hustlers
Jewelry sellers exposed by these fake watch busters
And they ain't teach savin' money to young niggas
Young warriors, I wanna see them all in position
Best to have it on you, hope you don't go down for possession
Mom's puttin' up the house to bail you out when arrested
How did I become number one? I'm one-of-one
Flyin' down the 101, right under the Cali' sun
Junior Mafia out the subs, shorty calling me, "Son"
If one clique make a million today, it probably be us
Probably because my Midas touch for vital stuff
Rappers wanna shoot up the studio, they tired of us
We know that controversy sells, so y'all good
When I drop they hear me on every block, hood to hood

Red Hook, Fort Greene, Canarsie
Hood to hood
Far Rock, East New York, QB
Compton, Long Beach, IE
Hood to hood
Southside Chicago, players in the D
Hood to hood

If we all made niggas, then why is we beefin'?
When them Jewish brothers be chillin' Sabbath Friday evening
Even in jail, I hear the Latins got each other back
Not us, we jump each other for the phone, it comes to Black
Don't worry about nobody else tryin' to energy match
Sense any cap and that's when I really attack
I'm OJ with the memorabilia, had to steal it back
Like the Nas flow we be hearin' on your tracks
Stop that, my guy, you are not that, my guy
That feeling to be a king, can't top that, my guy
King's Disease, I'm still poppin' these young things
Got me thinkin' like Amerie, "It's this one thing"
Floaties in the pool, got drones over the roof
Just like Drakeo The Ruler, my nigga, we know the truth
I put out dangerous thought
I'm convinced it's a mix of Paisley Park Prince with Supreme Team prints

Big up to Paisley, shout out to 40, Harlem
Hood to hood
Lincoln Houses, Castle Hill, Bronx shit
Soundview
On the West side, in the Jungles, to the 60s
Hood to hood
Out in O-town, to Vallejo, where the pimps be
Hood to hood

DC got big ol' guns
B'More got big ol' guns
ATL got big ol' guns and big ol' buns and big ol' funds, yeah
Miami got lots of sun, yeah
Dade County got big ol' guns, yeah
Stop messin' around, put the pistols down
Or, we all will soon be done, dead
Hood to hood to mansion to mansion
That's the new version of hood to hood
Yeah, new excursions, yeah
Block parties, on the block, the new block
Your house and my house, ha-ha
Hood to hood

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Recession Proof

It's your favorite neighborhood rap nigga
Or Rapman
Shit feel like I'm Superman sometimes
Or Superfly
I can't choose, yeah

I grew up around weed smoke, just like the Marleys
Heard my mom whenever she spoke, they havin' parties
This the '70s, of course Donna Summers' voice
Me, I'm in some holey but clean undershorts on the bed tryin' somersaults
And when the summer starts, you hear a hundred shots
Steppin' over empty liquor bottles I come across
Scented stickers that smell like what's in the picture
Was just a kid but I stayed away from the sniffers
We knew better, we knew how to see a setup
Just wanted to be some players pull up in a Jetta
From the Census Bureau they put up a killer's mural
It's a different world with 30 shot clips that curl, melon popped
Like John Fitzgerald with his girl in a drop
If he can get hit, then anybody can get got
And you a easy target, see you never know who watchin'
Cold hearted monsters, whole city going bonkers

Ain't nobody recession proof (recession proof)
Invest in you, that's what it's best to do (best to do)
Consuming poison, somebody bless the food (food)
Who you tryna impress? What's there left to prove? (Left to prove)
Yeah (yeah)
Can't be out here movin' sloppy
Movie lobby, they shot him out of his two Huaraches
I'm on a yacht, old smash with a newer body
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
New makes, new models

I'm guessin' it's a blessin', I'm not just lucky (nah)
They say son hate the spotlight when they discuss me
On a filthy night, my man was serving a custie
Under my mom's window wanted to murder this dummy
If she caught us down here rakin' this dirty money
It'll be ugly
She flushed it before, now she feel like she can't trust me
'Cause Jung hid his jumb's in the building
And I peeped him, I was low so I stole 'em
And sold 'em while he was sleepin'
Re-up, gave it back with interest, we even
Some of these things that we escape, I can't believe it
Knicks game up in the seats, I barely hit the floor
Not tryna sit across from somebody lady I hit before
Top of fourth quarter, I skate, hit the liquor store
Lambo Aventador, Maybach with a minibar
Met a girl from Senegal, told her 'bout Medgar Evers
While combin' through Louis sweaters
We spinnin' and savin' letters, G's and M's

Ain't nobody recession proof (nah)
Invest in you, that's what it's best to do (yeah, best to do)
Consuming poison, somebody bless the food (who?)
Who you tryna impress? What's there left to prove? (Left to prove)
Yeah (yeah)
Can't be out here movin' sloppy
Movie lobby they shot him out of his two Huaraches (wow)
I'm on a yacht, old smash with a newer body (true)
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
(Stay on the road in something new)
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
(Wheels just hit the ground like I'm out)
New makes, new models
(That fresh smell)
New makes, new models, I won't let 'em stop me
(That brand new interior feel)
New makes, new models

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Reminisce

Wait for me, hate for me, your love was handmade for me
Grace for me your memories, you're the medusa snake for me
Maybe we mistakenly wasted time patiently
I'd rather be a shaky tree on your yard than the sky-tree
You inspire me, day and nightly
I could have a milli but wait for you to hire me
I could sell a crowd but wait for you to admire me
I could make an album then scratch it all entirely
As long as you're playing every single word I'm saying
Making music out of pain then the music give me pain
So we dance we dodge the rain
Then we reminisce the frames
We slow-drive the same route again and again
Again and again
Again and again
We dance we dodge the rain
Then we reminisce the frames
We slow-drive the same route again and again

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Serious Interlude

Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Talk to 'em
Talk to 'em, yeah

Ladies love cool Nas with a tight fade
And I ain't make it past the ninth grade
And I ain't need to have one diamond to bag a dime (yeah)
And I ain't need a dollar to holler, I made her mine (yeah)
A rich dude wife stayed on my block talking to me
Like she ain't scared to get knocked
And she wore all this jewelry, what she see in me?
She look like Sheila E
She looked like she could be ten years older, easily
Her name was "Oh, well," I don't kiss and tell
But she must'a ran her mouth 'cause every time me and her man cross paths
It's tension in the air he probably doin' the math
Late night she ventin' to me, say he doin' her bad
And I ain't feel a way about it (yeah)
Told her pray about it
When I crush and she go back home, I hate the silence
Writin' in my notepad, flippin' through soul samples
Not knowin' I could get caught in a whole scandal

A serious situation we all go through
We all go through (yeah, we all go through)
A serious situation we all go through
We all, we all (uh-uh, it's too serious)

I ain't have to drive a Rolls and I took off her clothes
I ain't have to have a house and I was strippin' her down (yeah)
I was switchin' 'em out (yeah)
Ig'nant amounts (yeah)
I guess that's how I was movin' can't say I was proud
Since the days of public school when I was a scruffy dude
I ran with the troubled youth (yeah), had shorties in love, it's true
Many had got jealous before I was top sellin'
Before I had touched a million (okay)
Few niggas caught feelings
Few niggas bought pussy
Few of 'em bought gifts
And I ain't do none of that, she blew me a soft kiss (mwah)
But now she want something more, I'm ready to call it quits
The one I'm with right now, who I'm gettin' lost in

A serious situation we all go through
We all go through (yeah, we all go through)
A serious situation we all go through
(When I risk it all for you)
A serious situation we all go through
We all go through (yeah, we all go through)
A serious situation we all go through

Anything can happen now that you're my baby
Yeah, I be gripping on you crazy
Haven't we all
I was havin' a ball
Oh, yeah, oh yeah
A serious situation we all go through, yeah

Damn, mami, you sexy, I love the thickness
I'd bite you too
Don't act like that with a back like that, uh

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I'm On Fire

Uh
Woke up this morning on some white linen sheets
The bed almost caught ablaze
The temperature's on a hundred in the room
I'm like, "what's up?"

Still got the same flame behind me from the "Hate Me Now" video
It's continual
All I need is a beat and I'm stitchin' you
Like stitchin' these words together, how I'm still getting better
I'm finding more gold as I dig in the dirt with a shovel
I got the last laugh, don't get blown away by the backdraft

(I'm on fire) don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) givin' em hell now
I'm startin' to see 'em sweat
(I'm on fire) don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) I'm givin' 'em hell now

Tryin' to walk in my soles is like bare feet on hot coals
Soon as I start heatin' up, the whole block froze
I came in without an ordinary name
How many Nasirs? How many top tier?
How many not here?
There's something in the name that's different from theirs
Depicted in scripture holdin' two dragons blowin' flames
Sorry it ain't go the same for y'all
They say, "Allah, please explain, Allah"
You Godbody or do you praise Allah?
And still rock crosses all on your chain a lot
I'm scorchin' and I never forced it
Even when forces and powers that be went against me
Y'all use that as an excuse, you dudes cannot convince me
Or trick me out my spot, y'all want my shit like Sherman Hemsley
I'm debunking the black ball myth, the facts more or less
I might hurt your feelings but, yo, sometimes it actually is
Victimization, mix that with some entitlement
It's bound to explode
I make 'em stop, drop, and roll
Move to the side with it
There's no stoppin' it, I'm rap's arsonist

(I'm on fire) don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) givin' 'em hell now
I'm startin' to see 'em sweat
(I'm on fire) don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) don't be scared now
(I'm on fire) I'm givin' 'em hell now

I must say I am what I am
(I'm on fire) they said I wouldn't survive, look at me, damn
(I'm on fire) like the tip of the barrel that's on a wham
(I'm on fire) he's on fire, NBA Jam
I was all, I was alone like, you know
I was making some moves, I need to like concentrate and chill, but
I was, I was just getting all these calls and everything
And it's telling me like, you on fire (you on fire, you on fire)

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WTF SMH

W-T-F, S-M-H (yeah)
My jewelry is disgusting but let's discuss the taste
I'm in another place (yeah)
This whole shit is in shambles, low vibrational levels
Riders never get canceled, never
W-T-F, S-M-H (uh)
This ain't that H&M, this that skully over your face
Real life nightmares, enemies cuttin' your brakes
These suckers lower than snakes so watch where you valet

Demonic motherf*ckers, what you do come back
God bless the trap, but I wanna see you untrapped
Plottin' on another man and his possessions is wack
One-on-one with your opp, all they see is two dumb Blacks
W-T-F, S-M-H, O-M-G (uh)
How could you put these pussy ass rappers over me?
When all they do is cap, all they do is L-I-E
I'm L-M-F-A-O, Esco heavy in the streets (yeah)
Fresh back off tour (uh-huh)
The mic still smokin', I ain't once go hoarse
I never take a day off from this fly shit that I'm on, come on
Please, get your lady off of my horn
She told me she astral plane now, she explain how
Her spirit leave her body every time we hang out
She said she got her main now, she got a king now
It's a phase now
'Cause she still gon' come and put that thang down, whoa (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

W-T-F, S-M-H
My jewelry is disgusting but let's discuss the taste
I'm in another place (haha)
This whole shit is in shambles, low vibrational levels (word)
Riders never get canceled, never

We manifest destiny like a knight
A knight in shining armor, yeah
Try to be there for my kids (yeah)
No matter how hard that is

Everybody's so quick to flip or say they with the shits
They go against someone look just like them
But when the enemy has government powers
They become cowards, they cut the tough guy shit
When they arrest, when they come cuff your kids
They give us criminal records, because of where we live
And the money is low, and narcotics are thriving
It's evil, we diagnosed with something that's untreatable
Feel powerless so brothers only have beef with you
So you on your murder shit 'cause that's what you see them do
Well, let me tell you somethin'
Many go on GBG, Get Back Gang, who gon' rest in peace?
In this land twenty three million layers
All we have is some givers and some takers
Have some good souls and bad souls
Some humble people, some assholes, slow as watchin' the grass grow
The crosswalk lady walkin' with the kids to school
There's a place in heaven for her, as is you
And if you don't believe in that, then SLATT
Go where you going, be where you at, no hugs, speakin' or dap
I wish that we could adapt (my brother)
Pro-Black with a machete, pinky ring, a hog in the back
This is not a rap song, why you callin' it that?
This is a audiobook, I'm an author on tracks
I opened so many doors, my launchpad was Main Source
You couldn't interpret the lesson, we took the same course
I grabbed everything and the shit that I came for
As soon as the DJ played Big Daddy Kane "Raw"
Bold, beautiful, dangerous
And I blocked out the hate that was aimed at us
I'm free as I ever been, I might hop on a jet to Japan
Just to eat sushi if customs let me in (don't they always)
W-T-F, S-M-H, I'm on G-O
2023, just might open a casino
Community love, providing jobs
Why would you try to come for me, why you ain't proud of Nas?
Akinyele took me in the building first
Peace to MC Serch, how much the catalog worth?
I made it so many can have a piece of what I earn
Pushed it to the max, now it's maximum returns

Bold, beautiful, dangerous
And I blocked out the hate that was aimed at us
Community love, providing jobs
Why would you try to come for me, why you ain't proud of Nas?

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Once a Man, Twice a Child

If you lucky, you get old
Oldtimer told me (yeah)
You ain't gon' be able to f*ck the same
Drink the same
Hang out the same
I'm like, once a man, twice a child
Yeah, once a man, twice a child
It's like a baby again

Strong motherf*cker when you're young
I ducked a razor, ducked some punches
Even ducked a gun, Nintendo Duck Hunt
I ducked police, I had to run
Meanwhile, when you get old you might become futile
My old style is a rough of my new style
My old girl dope, but I love my new girl
So when I'ma slow down this merry go round called life
I was a youngster with a fever, moms brought cold ice

And I was young, scared
She ain't care, she made me fight
Fifty-two sweep you, haymaker right
When I get old ,I hope that I can stay this fly
Once a man, twice a child
From mama's boy to preschool to college to now employed
Now you on, got your first crib, she's having your firstborn
Went from buying the finer toys with your boys
To buying toys for your boy
It's crazy how fast he's growing for sure
Grandpops he told me 'bout his days of old
One day I'll be him on the porch, sippin' on something cold
And it stuck with my soul
I been divided at the road
Hot-headed as a youngster, confronted I might unload
Now listen, knowledge I received as a seed, as a G
That would feed my personal frequency
Transcends through all, travel through walls
My ministry, we ain't know we was livin' hazardous
Savages, first niggas in New York with Bentleys
Tyson, Kedar, Puff, Stoute and then me
Before "Many Men" was out, we went on tour and took 50
Live while you got the strength to
Health you should tend to
Look all of ain't gon' get old, I hope this message hits you
For real

Strong motherf*cker when you're young
I ducked a razor, ducked some punches
Even ducked a gun, Nintendo Duck Hunt
I ducked police, I had to run
Meanwhile, when you get old, you might become futile
My old style is a rough of my new style
My old girl dope, but I love my new girl
So when I'ma slow down this merry go round called life
I was a youngster with a fever, moms brought cold ice

I'm tryin' to expand the pineal gland
The world ain't our home, just temporary, please understand
You die tomorrow then you born again, so life is deathless
Respect and balance, human dignity that's the perspective
Aimé Leon Dore New Balance when I'm steppin'
Time is precious
One day I might need my diaper changed inside a convalescent
The soul is different than the flesh is
Life is teachin' me more, wisdom and ignorance is kin
To have peace, you need war
By the time you see the stars in the skies, they already burnt out
Same way these dudes be shinin' but been burnt out
But we don't change, as we get stuck in our ways
We just act like we agree so we can end the exchange
What's meant for you is sent to you
But you could be the problem, it's not always them, my dude
Was she crazy before you met her or you made her crazy?
Possibly, she gonna be a nurse when you back to a baby
Once a man, twice a child

Strong motherf*cker when you're young
I ducked a razor, ducked some punches
Even ducked a gun, Nintendo Duck Hunt
I ducked police, I had to run
Meanwhile, when you get old, you might become futile
My old style is a rough of my new style
My old girl dope, but I love my new girl
So when I'ma slow down this merry go round called life
I was a youngster with a fever, moms brought cold ice

And in the streets I had agility, was quick to strike
My fear's not seeing it coming, got too rich for that sight
So take advantage of your youth before you elderly
'Cause today is the youngest that you will ever be

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Get Light

Ladies
Fellas
I know some of the most intelligent women in the world
Is listenin' right now
And all the realest brothers is like, uh

Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
Ice wet like a fire hydrant hit it
While the girls double dutch, I double my digits
Dice game pop, peace and one love to my niggas
New York, New York
All sorts of bosses who walk the walk
Look how long the blocks is
Ruthless, close range, they shoot shit

Wall Street, racquetball, oysters, masseuses
Bourgeoisie, the mood y'all be
Then it's back to the hood where you knew I'd be
Driver's license and the face card, two IDs
Get light off the rosé (uh) bottle we sip
New shorty in my life, she my lottery pick
And if the economy slips, she gon' ride with the kid
City Girl like JT, MIA to the Bridge

Get light
Get light with it
Get light
Yo, Hit-Boy, hold up, bring it back
Yeah

Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
Ice sweat like a fire hydrant hit it
While the girls double dutch, I double my digits

ATVs, quads with speed
Doin' wheelies, black Lanvin sneaks
Family first, a holiday feast
I constantly seek
Moments like this is peace to say the least
We used to play ball when girls watched we played smoother
I had to try to be like Mike, a cool 3-point shooter
Couldn't be the loser, takin' Gatorade from the cooler
Summer, Fall, Winter, New York girls smokin' hookah
Grown ladies with Mercedes Benz keys and chimneys
Friendly as little kids on 10-speeds
Makes me want to have another seed, I'm simply
Gettin' light on the track, Ripley's Believe It or Not
I'm still the cream of the crop
I was just the tender age of eighteen on the charts
Wasn't even dreamin' this far, believe who you are
The sun doesn't even know it's a star

Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
Ice wet like a fire hydrant hit it
While the girls double dutch, I double my digits
Dice game pop, peace to my hustlin' niggas
New York, New York
All sorts of bosses who walk the walk
Look how long the blocks is
Ruthless, long range they shoot shit

And party and bullshit
And party and bullshit
And party and bullshit
And party and party
And party and bullshit
And party and bullshit
And party and bullshit
And party and party

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First Time

You don't have to protect me I'm not afraid
Please don't shut me out again,
Please don't slam the door
You don't have to keep your distance anymore

'Cause for the first time in forever,
I finally understand
For the first time in forever,
We can fix this hand in hand
We can head down this mountain together!
You don't have to live in fear...
'Cause for the first time in forever
I will be right here

Anna
Please go back home
Your life awaits
Go enjoy the sun
And open up the gates

Yeah, but

I know!
You mean well, but leave me be
Yes, I'm alone but I'm alone and free!
Just stay away and you'll be safe from me

Actually we're not

What do you mean you're not?

I get the feeling you don't know

What do I not know?

Arendelle's in deep, deep, deep, deep...
Snow

What?

You've kind of set off an eternal winter... Everywhere

Everywhere?

It's okay, you can just unfreeze it.

No, I can't
I, I don't know how!

Sure you can! I know you can!
'Cause for the first time in forever,
I'm such a fool!
I can't be free!

You don't have to be afraid...
No escape from the storm inside of me!

We can work this out together!
I can't control the curse!

We'll reverse the storm you've made
Anna, please, you'll only make it worse!

Don't panic!
There's so much fear!

We'll make the sun shine bright!
You're not safe here!

We can face this thing together!
No!

We can change this winter weather!
Ahhh...

And everything will be all right...
I can't!

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Beef

It's like y'all can't do nothin' without me
Everything be going good, but then y'all pull me in
And mess everything up
Why y'all always let me win?
Uh

I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls?

I'm everywhere in the hearts of men
Jealousy and envy my right hands, them is my mans
I'm what happens on mad blocks, I'm the jabs takin' in talks
The arguments between the women in the crab leg spots
That behind the back shit complex and multifaceted
Lesson to the real, I be decimal subtracting shit
The devil is a lie, I could confuse a genius
Have him movin' real dumb over nothin' at my convenience
When empires fall over women, I am the reason
USA and Al-Qaeda, I'm the tension between 'em
I'm the words that get misinterpreted
I'm the get back, I'm the first to hit
I'm the worst of it, lurkin' on your premises
I am your nemesis
Parents of every slain rapper wish I didn't exist
But I'm alive and I thrive on your ignorance
I'm a thousand foot fence that keep you from getting rich
Get around me

I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question why do I always come to take souls
I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls? (Take souls)

I'm the invasion of personal space
Fake smiles on your face, just servin' 'em hate
All that internet beef, that shit a virgin to me
I been here before the Bible it's murder I speak
The energy creepin' 'round the blocks and the streets
Take his guys with him shoppin', they side-eyeing to please
Everybody's impossible, it don't stop in the P's
I'm eternal, I'm everywhere the action at
I'm always where the guns are blazin', attractin' that
The grimiest places is my natural habitat
In all the jails and all the parties I be
Drive-bys with kids that killed accidentally
That's the type of shit they try to pin to me
Tragic situations give me my identity
Then beef, cut off the fat, add sizzle and grease
Love to many deceased over me

I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold (Beef)
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls?
I be tryin' to find the best way they can stop me cold
Another body and guess who the cause, and why they foes?
Beef is my name, my story is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls? (Take souls)

People got me in some shit everyday
Over this, over that
Over nothing, over something
Either way, it's on

Why it's always gotta be resortin' to me?
I ain't asked for this power, it's torture, it forced me to see
People drainin' themselves, some pull off some horrible deeds
Rumors turnin' into a monster, lies always mislead
By the time you hear what somebody said
It's stretched out, they expanded and made it worse
Now you all stressed out
You wish you got it straightened out
But it's too far gone
From "Who Shot Ya?" to "Hit 'Em Up," the 2Pac song

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Don't Shoot

(Give me some, give me some)
Uh
(Give me some)
Uh (give me some, give me some, give me some)
Don't shoot (give me some, give me some, give me some, give me some)
Don't shoot gangsters (don't shoot gangsters)
Don't shoot gangsters (don't shoot gangsters)
Don't shoot (give me some)
Don't shoot gangster (don't shoot gangsters)
You are him (you are him), and he is you (and he is you)
(Give me some)
Don't kill the messenger

Am I snitching when the police commissioner my friend?
Am I a player when me and the mayor hang and tap in?
Just a grown man tryna see how to change the community
'Cause all I see is mama's crying, reading eulogies
Thinking 'bout, everything her baby could've grew to be
Speaking unity for years, but face scrutiny
He weird, one day Esco be rapping 'bout shootin' me
Next day he say, "And I can", he been confusin' me
Don't wet that
I advise you to find, I don't just rap
Look around every town like a deathtrap
Out his mind, put a nine to his neck tat
And it went plat-plat, now we set back
And I'm scratchin' my head under my Mets cap
With the new Klan but wearin' jet black
I don't know how much I can stress that, where the checks at

Don't shoot gangsters
Don't shoot gangsters
Don't shoot (give me some)
Don't shoot, gangster
You are him, and he is you
Don't kill the messenger (give me some)

Pop, pop a bottle in my Nautica
Bill Russell jersey, solid and sturdy, Stevie's harmonica
In my head
With a Wilhelmina model tucked
The Benz is red, blue one that's Javi's shit
It's obvious these
Emotional rollercoaster ass niggas, please
And most of these guys are supposed to have male tendencies
I endlessly speak vengeance on MP3's
Percocet addiction that could be your E-N-D
Your mindset is your vaccine for every disease
Illness, affliction, sneeze
The pollen has got in your body's diaphragm
Chest, eye exam
The disease king's get, we see it like a MRI scan
I show you how to move when these dudes be lyin' in coupes
Flyin' the suits fire the crew full of riders, loophole finders
Don't kill the messenger
Shorty, don't shoot (the messenger)
Look in the mirror
You got a big life ahead of you
You are your own cure for your King's Disease
You gotta look inside to cure that
You got all the answers
Imagine no man shot for the next ten years
No man killed for the next thirty years
Think about how much we will attain
And no I do not really know the police commissioner
But shit, I'll talk to anybody about saving lives

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Til My Last Breath

It's like the military
You see soldiers marchin'
With orders to knock it out the park

And we all about this money (yeah)
And it's all about this money (oh, yeah)
Yeah, you know we 'bout to run it
And you know we 'bout to run it

Yeah, yeah, I get it 'cross state lines (state lines)
King's Disease, going KD, going Trey 5 (Trey 5)
All net like I'm starting for the Nets (for the Nets)
Base to base, I might suit up for the Mets (for the Mets)
YG's, OG's, represent the 'jects (the 'jects)
I'm applying pressure, I see why she pressed (why she pressed)
When she with me, she GloRilla, FNF (FNF)
N-A-S, I'm steppin' 'til my last breath (my last breath, yeah)

I'm bigger than algorithms if I'm being direct
Used to play McGruff, freestyles on cassette
Patties and cocoa bread, skunk trees from the dread
While the D's and the Feds watching
Before New York had Bloods, before L.A. had Suge
Before the South had Percy Miller or Thug
I was home reading a book, top speed, probably a blunt
A can of Sprite, and a chopped cheese, now it's Hamachi
I ain't commercialized, how can they stop me?
Got two fists up in the air, top of the steps like Rocky
Tired of picking up clothes, I got a personal shopper
Got a Grammy, got an Emmy, next a Tony or Oscar, yeah

Yeah, yeah, I get it 'cross state lines (state lines)
King's Disease, going KD, going Trey 5 (Trey 5)
All net like I'm starting for the Nets (for the Nets)
Base to base, I might suit up for the Mets (For the Mets)
YG's, OG's, represent the 'jects (the 'jects)
I'm applying pressure, I see why she pressed (why she pressed)
When she with me, she for real, FNF (FNF)
N-A-S, I'm steppin' 'til my last breath (my last breath)

And we all about this shmoney (shmoney)
And it's all about this money (yerr)
Yeah, y'all know we 'bout to run it
And you know we 'bout to run it

Ayo, I just landed, Richard on my right hand
Forty on my nightstand, hunnid on my left pinky
Billion of y'all wanna be me, told shorty come and see me
Bring a friend, 'cause I'm greedy, bought her a bag, double CC
Political correctness, hecklers are more respected than the one giving the message on stage
It's messed up
We can't say anything without offending
So now my mouth is in the jailhouse with cases pending
First Amendment, you replaced it, rigged it
Dumbed it down is not an option
Some of it I understand, take the power from me, that's the bigger plan
Modify, try to stop it
I'ma ride, keep hittin' (yeah), keep pitchin'
I'm colossal, can't stop my survival
Just landed, AP on my left wrist
Tell shorty come bless this, had a bad one in Texas
Unbothered, well rested, bad one at Essence
We brung it back to the essence
Got the verse done, 'bout to text Hit ('bout to text Hit)

Yeah, yeah, I get it 'cross state lines (state lines)
King's Disease, going KD, going Trey 5 (Trey 5)
All net like I'm starting for the Nets (for the Nets)
Base to base, I might suit up for the Mets (for the Mets)
YG's, OG's, represent the 'jects (the 'jects)
I'm applying pressure, I see why she pressed (why she pressed)
When she with me she GloRilla, FNF (FNF)
N-A-S, I'm steppin' 'til my last breath (my last breath)

And we all about this shmoney (shmoney)
And you know we 'bout to run it (yerr)
And you know we 'bout to run it (run it)
Run it up (run it up, run it up)

Yeah, Hit
Hit-Boy, Esco
Tony Fontana
Let's go
What's up?