Song | Loco-Motive - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | Nas |
Artist | The Large Professor |
Album | Life Is Good |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:03.180] | 42nd street terminal |
[00:27.600] | Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it |
[00:32.910] | My religion is reefer |
[00:34.030] | Big money in most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with |
[00:36.770] | My visions are realistic, nothing’s figurative |
[00:39.460] | I can wish it into existence, God want this nigga to live |
[00:42.070] | Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who bled |
[00:45.010] | Who we stomp-kicked in the head and who we left for dead |
[00:47.690] | Who are you niggas? Why argue niggas? |
[00:50.240] | The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on niggas |
[00:52.920] | They wait a lifetime, they tell they hoes, “Nas thisdid ” |
[00:55.850] | Pointin’ to they scars like, “Right here, baby, really Nas did this” |
[00:58.970] | Like a badge of honor, not braggin’ I’m just honest |
[01:01.720] | War stories we tell them, nothin’s realer than karma |
[01:03.960] | Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition whiskey |
[01:06.340] | Rap Jack Demsey, Matt Black Bentley, pimply |
[01:09.770] | Shatterin’ your silence, pass around the chalice |
[01:12.830] | Due to my Indian ancestry at the weed dispensery |
[01:15.010] | Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle with |
[01:17.820] | Fuck your ice, I rock rubies, amethyst |
[01:19.570] | I fuck your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous |
[01:23.020] | This for my bad hood bitches, ghetto glamorous |
[01:25.940] | Yo, what we talkin’ ’bout niggas? |
[01:28.930] | What we talkin’ ’bout niggas? |
[01:30.920] | This is Nas, what, Nas |
[01:33.610] | What, Nasty, what, recollect, |
[01:36.110] | At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin’ in public housin’ |
[01:39.480] | Integrity in tact, reppin’ hard |
[01:41.540] | They askin’ how he disappear and reappear back on top |
[01:44.090] | Sayin’, “Nas must have naked pictures of God or somethin’” |
[01:47.710] | To keep winnin’ is my way like Francis |
[01:49.650] | As long as m Ibreathin’’, I’ll take chances |
[01:51.780] | A soldier comin’ home, twenty years old with no legs |
[01:54.580] | Sayin’ there’s no sense to cry and complain, just go ‘head |
[01:57.450] | So much to write and say, yo I don’t know where to start |
[02:00.130] | So I’ll begin with the basics and flow from the heart |
[02:02.380] | I know you think my life is good cause my diamond piece |
[02:04.570] | But my life been good since I started finding peace |
[02:07.000] | I shouldn’t even be smilin’, I should be angry and depressed |
[02:10.360] | I been rich longer than I been broke, I confess |
[02:12.920] | I started out broke, got rich, lost paper then made it back |
[02:16.670] | Like Trump bein’ up down up, play with cash |
[02:19.970] | My nigga’s like a locomotive |
[02:22.710] | Nas, we push it, mush ‘em |
[02:27.020] | Queensbridge to Bushwick |
[02:28.270] | Harlem, Bronx, all that |
[02:33.950] | You ainbe ’out t hereeven supposed to |
[02:34.660] | You know where you at? |
[02:35.850] | At night, New York, eat a slice too hot |
[02:37.910] | Use my tongue to tear the skin hangin’ from the roof of my mouth |
[02:40.960] | Shit was Falicimo, melted pot, city sweltering hot |
[02:43.580] | Staggerin’ drunker than those cops that 2pac shot |
[02:45.950] | I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed |
[02:48.890] | Reachin’, soon as I heard them iron wheels screechin’ |
[02:52.010] | When it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught |
[02:54.370] | Toker man safe behind a locked door for sure |
[02:57.000] | Minor theif shit, minor league shit, beastin’ |
[02:59.490] | Lookin’ for the young, but now we older chiefin’ |
[03:02.370] | In my truck, play The Greatest Adventures of Slick Rick |
[03:04.540] | Buggin’ on how his imagination was so sick |
[03:07.360] | It’s ghetto beef, sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth |
[03:10.340] | Alchohol agin’ my niggas faster than felonies |
[03:13.410] | How dare I? Must be, somethin’ in the air that corrupts me |
[03:16.590] | Look at my upkeep, owned and sublease |
[03:18.230] | I’m here ya'll |
[03:20.290] | This for my trapped in the 90′s niggas |
[03:23.660] | For my trapped in the 90′s niggas |
[03:26.240] | Ha, for ya'll niggas |
[00:03.180] | 42nd street terminal |
[00:27.600] | Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it |
[00:32.910] | My religion is reefer |
[00:34.030] | Big money in most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with |
[00:36.770] | My visions are realistic, nothing' s figurative |
[00:39.460] | I can wish it into existence, God want this nigga to live |
[00:42.070] | Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who bled |
[00:45.010] | Who we stompkicked in the head and who we left for dead |
[00:47.690] | Who are you niggas? Why argue niggas? |
[00:50.240] | The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on niggas |
[00:52.920] | They wait a lifetime, they tell they hoes, " Nas thisdid " |
[00:55.850] | Pointin' to they scars like, " Right here, baby, really Nas did this" |
[00:58.970] | Like a badge of honor, not braggin' I' m just honest |
[01:01.720] | War stories we tell them, nothin' s realer than karma |
[01:03.960] | Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition whiskey |
[01:06.340] | Rap Jack Demsey, Matt Black Bentley, pimply |
[01:09.770] | Shatterin' your silence, pass around the chalice |
[01:12.830] | Due to my Indian ancestry at the weed dispensery |
[01:15.010] | Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle with |
[01:17.820] | Fuck your ice, I rock rubies, amethyst |
[01:19.570] | I fuck your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous |
[01:23.020] | This for my bad hood bitches, ghetto glamorous |
[01:25.940] | Yo, what we talkin' ' bout niggas? |
[01:28.930] | What we talkin' ' bout niggas? |
[01:30.920] | This is Nas, what, Nas |
[01:33.610] | What, Nasty, what, recollect, |
[01:36.110] | At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin' in public housin' |
[01:39.480] | Integrity in tact, reppin' hard |
[01:41.540] | They askin' how he disappear and reappear back on top |
[01:44.090] | Sayin', " Nas must have naked pictures of God or somethin'" |
[01:47.710] | To keep winnin' is my way like Francis |
[01:49.650] | As long as m Ibreathin'', I' ll take chances |
[01:51.780] | A soldier comin' home, twenty years old with no legs |
[01:54.580] | Sayin' there' s no sense to cry and complain, just go ' head |
[01:57.450] | So much to write and say, yo I don' t know where to start |
[02:00.130] | So I' ll begin with the basics and flow from the heart |
[02:02.380] | I know you think my life is good cause my diamond piece |
[02:04.570] | But my life been good since I started finding peace |
[02:07.000] | I shouldn' t even be smilin', I should be angry and depressed |
[02:10.360] | I been rich longer than I been broke, I confess |
[02:12.920] | I started out broke, got rich, lost paper then made it back |
[02:16.670] | Like Trump bein' up down up, play with cash |
[02:19.970] | My nigga' s like a locomotive |
[02:22.710] | Nas, we push it, mush ' em |
[02:27.020] | Queensbridge to Bushwick |
[02:28.270] | Harlem, Bronx, all that |
[02:33.950] | You ainbe ' out t hereeven supposed to |
[02:34.660] | You know where you at? |
[02:35.850] | At night, New York, eat a slice too hot |
[02:37.910] | Use my tongue to tear the skin hangin' from the roof of my mouth |
[02:40.960] | Shit was Falicimo, melted pot, city sweltering hot |
[02:43.580] | Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot |
[02:45.950] | I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed |
[02:48.890] | Reachin', soon as I heard them iron wheels screechin' |
[02:52.010] | When it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught |
[02:54.370] | Toker man safe behind a locked door for sure |
[02:57.000] | Minor theif shit, minor league shit, beastin' |
[02:59.490] | Lookin' for the young, but now we older chiefin' |
[03:02.370] | In my truck, play The Greatest Adventures of Slick Rick |
[03:04.540] | Buggin' on how his imagination was so sick |
[03:07.360] | It' s ghetto beef, sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth |
[03:10.340] | Alchohol agin' my niggas faster than felonies |
[03:13.410] | How dare I? Must be, somethin' in the air that corrupts me |
[03:16.590] | Look at my upkeep, owned and sublease |
[03:18.230] | I' m here ya' ll |
[03:20.290] | This for my trapped in the 90 s niggas |
[03:23.660] | For my trapped in the 90 s niggas |
[03:26.240] | Ha, for ya' ll niggas |
[00:03.180] | 42nd street terminal |
[00:27.600] | Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it |
[00:32.910] | My religion is reefer |
[00:34.030] | Big money in most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with |
[00:36.770] | My visions are realistic, nothing' s figurative |
[00:39.460] | I can wish it into existence, God want this nigga to live |
[00:42.070] | Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who bled |
[00:45.010] | Who we stompkicked in the head and who we left for dead |
[00:47.690] | Who are you niggas? Why argue niggas? |
[00:50.240] | The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on niggas |
[00:52.920] | They wait a lifetime, they tell they hoes, " Nas thisdid " |
[00:55.850] | Pointin' to they scars like, " Right here, baby, really Nas did this" |
[00:58.970] | Like a badge of honor, not braggin' I' m just honest |
[01:01.720] | War stories we tell them, nothin' s realer than karma |
[01:03.960] | Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition whiskey |
[01:06.340] | Rap Jack Demsey, Matt Black Bentley, pimply |
[01:09.770] | Shatterin' your silence, pass around the chalice |
[01:12.830] | Due to my Indian ancestry at the weed dispensery |
[01:15.010] | Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle with |
[01:17.820] | Fuck your ice, I rock rubies, amethyst |
[01:19.570] | I fuck your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous |
[01:23.020] | This for my bad hood bitches, ghetto glamorous |
[01:25.940] | Yo, what we talkin' ' bout niggas? |
[01:28.930] | What we talkin' ' bout niggas? |
[01:30.920] | This is Nas, what, Nas |
[01:33.610] | What, Nasty, what, recollect, |
[01:36.110] | At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin' in public housin' |
[01:39.480] | Integrity in tact, reppin' hard |
[01:41.540] | They askin' how he disappear and reappear back on top |
[01:44.090] | Sayin', " Nas must have naked pictures of God or somethin'" |
[01:47.710] | To keep winnin' is my way like Francis |
[01:49.650] | As long as m Ibreathin'', I' ll take chances |
[01:51.780] | A soldier comin' home, twenty years old with no legs |
[01:54.580] | Sayin' there' s no sense to cry and complain, just go ' head |
[01:57.450] | So much to write and say, yo I don' t know where to start |
[02:00.130] | So I' ll begin with the basics and flow from the heart |
[02:02.380] | I know you think my life is good cause my diamond piece |
[02:04.570] | But my life been good since I started finding peace |
[02:07.000] | I shouldn' t even be smilin', I should be angry and depressed |
[02:10.360] | I been rich longer than I been broke, I confess |
[02:12.920] | I started out broke, got rich, lost paper then made it back |
[02:16.670] | Like Trump bein' up down up, play with cash |
[02:19.970] | My nigga' s like a locomotive |
[02:22.710] | Nas, we push it, mush ' em |
[02:27.020] | Queensbridge to Bushwick |
[02:28.270] | Harlem, Bronx, all that |
[02:33.950] | You ainbe ' out t hereeven supposed to |
[02:34.660] | You know where you at? |
[02:35.850] | At night, New York, eat a slice too hot |
[02:37.910] | Use my tongue to tear the skin hangin' from the roof of my mouth |
[02:40.960] | Shit was Falicimo, melted pot, city sweltering hot |
[02:43.580] | Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot |
[02:45.950] | I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed |
[02:48.890] | Reachin', soon as I heard them iron wheels screechin' |
[02:52.010] | When it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught |
[02:54.370] | Toker man safe behind a locked door for sure |
[02:57.000] | Minor theif shit, minor league shit, beastin' |
[02:59.490] | Lookin' for the young, but now we older chiefin' |
[03:02.370] | In my truck, play The Greatest Adventures of Slick Rick |
[03:04.540] | Buggin' on how his imagination was so sick |
[03:07.360] | It' s ghetto beef, sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth |
[03:10.340] | Alchohol agin' my niggas faster than felonies |
[03:13.410] | How dare I? Must be, somethin' in the air that corrupts me |
[03:16.590] | Look at my upkeep, owned and sublease |
[03:18.230] | I' m here ya' ll |
[03:20.290] | This for my trapped in the 90 s niggas |
[03:23.660] | For my trapped in the 90 s niggas |
[03:26.240] | Ha, for ya' ll niggas |