Nastradamus
Singer:Nas
Album:Nastradamus
you should welcome me back
You wanna ball till you fall
You want beef? I could let a slug melt in your hat
While you listenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc
I slob knobs like I was on the street
my description is do-rags
pants sag down to my feet
8th Day in the street till I lay six feet
cars and Jeeps is my motto
Four-fives with the hollows
Pop bottles with those who left here
we in a bulletproof vest years
The aim for the head and chest years
What's your name? Make your name known
I let y'all niggas bang my shit before Saddam hits
Let Nastrodamus tell us what time it is
I was the first one on that Don shit
First nigga to sing a hook on some TJ Swan shit
Black ski masks up in the projects
Weigh the bricks and we loco
Spendin' your money on weed
Hood rats and bullet wound up females
Got babies by hustlers and niggaz in jail
Slingin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips
killed cab drivers just for a hit
Our honies wearin' Gucci high heels
Leave streets alone for a sec
and the sex is so high-tech
now your name's in the throne
We gon' rep it the best that we can
you was killed by the weapons of man
you lamp laid in Mac's now
Where Bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name
And they don't understand how you see over from heaven
we got the type fam with Mac 11's
But that's the zone that we left in
Lamborghini trucks topless
Laptops with 100 gigabytes
And how does one guy multiply to more than five wise guys?