Song | Nas Is Like |
Artist | Nas |
Album | The Essential Nas |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:08] | ("Nas is . . ." -Nas) 7x |
[00:20] | Freedom of jail, clips inserted |
[00:22] | A baby is being born the same time my man is murdered |
[00:24] | The beginning and end |
[00:25] | As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain, my plateau |
[00:28] | And also, what defines my name |
[00:30] | First it was nasty, but times have changed Nasty Nas |
[00:32] | Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my sign for pain |
[00:35] | I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame |
[00:38] | Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine |
[00:41] | Saw my close friends shot, flatlining, my same |
[00:43] | That the pen carry mac-10's to practice my aim |
[00:46] | On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees |
[00:48] | Line the barrel up with your weed picture and squeeze |
[00:51] | Jesus's scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads |
[00:53] | To the corners thugs hustlin' for cars that cost dough |
[00:56] | To the big dogs livin' large, takin' it light |
[00:59] | Pushin' big toys, gettin' nice, enjoyin' your life |
[01:01] | Is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it |
[01:04] | Belt tied around their neck, in jail cells naked |
[01:06] | Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt |
[01:09] | And of course N - A - S are the letters that spell . . . NAS, NAS NAS |
[01:21][01:11] | Nas, Nas is like . .(scratching) . life or death (scratching) |
[01:24][01:14] | My rebel . (scratching). . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .(scratching) |
[01:27][01:17] | Nas is like .(scratching) . Nas is like . (scratching). . Half man, half |
[01:29][01:19] | amazin' . .(scratching) |
[01:31][01:21] | No doubt . (scratching). . Nas is like |
[01:33] | Earth, wind and fire, rims and tires |
[01:34] | Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver |
[01:37] | Planets in orbit, line 'em up with the stars |
[01:40] | Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas |
[01:42] | (Nas is like. . -Nas) Nas... |
[01:43] | Iron mic, messiah type, before the Christ, after the death |
[01:46] | The last one left, let my cash invest in stock |
[01:49] | Came a along way from blasted techs on block |
[01:52] | Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin' acres |
[01:54] | >From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough |
[01:57] | Dimes, skinnin' fellatio, siete zeros, bet my nine spit for the pesos |
[02:02] | But what's it all worth, can't take it when you under this Earth |
[02:05] | Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked |
[02:07] | They just rob your grave, I'd rather be alive and paid |
[02:10] | Before my number's called, history's made |
[02:12] | Some will fall, but I rise, thug or die, makin' choices |
[02:15] | That determine my future under the sky, to rob, steal or kill |
[02:19] | I'm wondering why, it's a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame |
[02:22] | Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite |
[02:25] | Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is |
[02:38][02:28] | Nas, Nas is like . .(scratching) . life or death (scratching) |
[02:40][02:30] | My rebel . (scratching). . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .(scratching) |
[02:43][02:33] | Nas is like .(scratching) . Nas is like . (scratching). . Half man, half |
[02:45][02:35] | amazin' . .(scratching) |
[02:47][02:37] | No doubt . (scratching). . Nas is like |
[02:49] | Sex to a nympho, but nothin' sweet |
[02:51] | I'm like beef, bustin' heat through your windows |
[02:53] | I'm like a street sweeper, green leaf preeper |
[02:55] | Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin' something deep from their teachers |
[02:58] | I'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for |
[03:01] | Always got you, I'm like pop to you with crop for it |
[03:03] | I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like crisp money |
[03:06] | Corporate accounts from a rich company |
[03:08] | I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all races combined in one man |
[03:12] | like the '99 summer jam, bulletproof hummer man |
[03:14] | I'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of 'em fam |
[03:18] | I'm the feeling of a millionaire spendin' a hundred grand |
[03:21] | I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet |
[03:23] | Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up |
[03:26] | Y'all know what I'm like, ya play it your system every night |
[03:39][03:28] | Nas, Nas is like . .(scratching) . life or death (scratching) |
[03:41][03:31] | My rebel . (scratching). . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .(scratching) |
[03:44][03:33] | Nas is like .(scratching) . Nas is like . (scratching). . Half man, half |
[03:46][03:36] | amazin' . .(scratching) |
[03:48][03:38] | No doubt . (scratching). . Nas is like |
[03:51] | |
[03:54][03:49] | Nas, Nas is like . . |
[03:56] | undefined |
[00:08] | " Nas is . . ." Nas 7x |
[00:20] | Freedom of jail, clips inserted |
[00:22] | A baby is being born the same time my man is murdered |
[00:24] | The beginning and end |
[00:25] | As far as rap go, it' s only natural, I explain, my plateau |
[00:28] | And also, what defines my name |
[00:30] | First it was nasty, but times have changed Nasty Nas |
[00:32] | Ask me now, I' m the artist, but hardcore, my sign for pain |
[00:35] | I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame |
[00:38] | Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine |
[00:41] | Saw my close friends shot, flatlining, my same |
[00:43] | That the pen carry mac10' s to practice my aim |
[00:46] | On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees |
[00:48] | Line the barrel up with your weed picture and squeeze |
[00:51] | Jesus' s scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads |
[00:53] | To the corners thugs hustlin' for cars that cost dough |
[00:56] | To the big dogs livin' large, takin' it light |
[00:59] | Pushin' big toys, gettin' nice, enjoyin' your life |
[01:01] | Is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it |
[01:04] | Belt tied around their neck, in jail cells naked |
[01:06] | Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt |
[01:09] | And of course N A S are the letters that spell . . . NAS, NAS NAS |
[01:21][01:11] | Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching |
[01:24][01:14] | My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching |
[01:27][01:17] | Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half |
[01:29][01:19] | amazin' . . scratching |
[01:31][01:21] | No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like |
[01:33] | Earth, wind and fire, rims and tires |
[01:34] | Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver |
[01:37] | Planets in orbit, line ' em up with the stars |
[01:40] | Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas |
[01:42] | Nas is like. . Nas Nas... |
[01:43] | Iron mic, messiah type, before the Christ, after the death |
[01:46] | The last one left, let my cash invest in stock |
[01:49] | Came a along way from blasted techs on block |
[01:52] | Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin' acres |
[01:54] | From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough |
[01:57] | Dimes, skinnin' fellatio, siete zeros, bet my nine spit for the pesos |
[02:02] | But what' s it all worth, can' t take it when you under this Earth |
[02:05] | Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked |
[02:07] | They just rob your grave, I' d rather be alive and paid |
[02:10] | Before my number' s called, history' s made |
[02:12] | Some will fall, but I rise, thug or die, makin' choices |
[02:15] | That determine my future under the sky, to rob, steal or kill |
[02:19] | I' m wondering why, it' s a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame |
[02:22] | Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite |
[02:25] | Sooner or later we' ll all see who the prophet is |
[02:38][02:28] | Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching |
[02:40][02:30] | My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching |
[02:43][02:33] | Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half |
[02:45][02:35] | amazin' . . scratching |
[02:47][02:37] | No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like |
[02:49] | Sex to a nympho, but nothin' sweet |
[02:51] | I' m like beef, bustin' heat through your windows |
[02:53] | I' m like a street sweeper, green leaf preeper |
[02:55] | Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin' something deep from their teachers |
[02:58] | I' m like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for |
[03:01] | Always got you, I' m like pop to you with crop for it |
[03:03] | I' m like a whole lot of loot, I' m like crisp money |
[03:06] | Corporate accounts from a rich company |
[03:08] | I' m like ecstasy for ladies, I' m like all races combined in one man |
[03:12] | like the ' 99 summer jam, bulletproof hummer man |
[03:14] | I' m like being locked down around new faces, and none of ' em fam |
[03:18] | I' m the feeling of a millionaire spendin' a hundred grand |
[03:21] | I' m a poor man' s dream, a thug poet |
[03:23] | Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up |
[03:26] | Y' all know what I' m like, ya play it your system every night |
[03:39][03:28] | Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching |
[03:41][03:31] | My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching |
[03:44][03:33] | Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half |
[03:46][03:36] | amazin' . . scratching |
[03:48][03:38] | No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like |
[03:51] | |
[03:54][03:49] | Nas, Nas is like . . |
[03:56] | undefined |
[00:08] | " Nas is . . ." Nas 7x |
[00:20] | Freedom of jail, clips inserted |
[00:22] | A baby is being born the same time my man is murdered |
[00:24] | The beginning and end |
[00:25] | As far as rap go, it' s only natural, I explain, my plateau |
[00:28] | And also, what defines my name |
[00:30] | First it was nasty, but times have changed Nasty Nas |
[00:32] | Ask me now, I' m the artist, but hardcore, my sign for pain |
[00:35] | I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame |
[00:38] | Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine |
[00:41] | Saw my close friends shot, flatlining, my same |
[00:43] | That the pen carry mac10' s to practice my aim |
[00:46] | On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees |
[00:48] | Line the barrel up with your weed picture and squeeze |
[00:51] | Jesus' s scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads |
[00:53] | To the corners thugs hustlin' for cars that cost dough |
[00:56] | To the big dogs livin' large, takin' it light |
[00:59] | Pushin' big toys, gettin' nice, enjoyin' your life |
[01:01] | Is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it |
[01:04] | Belt tied around their neck, in jail cells naked |
[01:06] | Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt |
[01:09] | And of course N A S are the letters that spell . . . NAS, NAS NAS |
[01:21][01:11] | Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching |
[01:24][01:14] | My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching |
[01:27][01:17] | Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half |
[01:29][01:19] | amazin' . . scratching |
[01:31][01:21] | No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like |
[01:33] | Earth, wind and fire, rims and tires |
[01:34] | Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver |
[01:37] | Planets in orbit, line ' em up with the stars |
[01:40] | Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas |
[01:42] | Nas is like. . Nas Nas... |
[01:43] | Iron mic, messiah type, before the Christ, after the death |
[01:46] | The last one left, let my cash invest in stock |
[01:49] | Came a along way from blasted techs on block |
[01:52] | Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin' acres |
[01:54] | From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough |
[01:57] | Dimes, skinnin' fellatio, siete zeros, bet my nine spit for the pesos |
[02:02] | But what' s it all worth, can' t take it when you under this Earth |
[02:05] | Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked |
[02:07] | They just rob your grave, I' d rather be alive and paid |
[02:10] | Before my number' s called, history' s made |
[02:12] | Some will fall, but I rise, thug or die, makin' choices |
[02:15] | That determine my future under the sky, to rob, steal or kill |
[02:19] | I' m wondering why, it' s a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame |
[02:22] | Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite |
[02:25] | Sooner or later we' ll all see who the prophet is |
[02:38][02:28] | Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching |
[02:40][02:30] | My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching |
[02:43][02:33] | Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half |
[02:45][02:35] | amazin' . . scratching |
[02:47][02:37] | No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like |
[02:49] | Sex to a nympho, but nothin' sweet |
[02:51] | I' m like beef, bustin' heat through your windows |
[02:53] | I' m like a street sweeper, green leaf preeper |
[02:55] | Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin' something deep from their teachers |
[02:58] | I' m like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for |
[03:01] | Always got you, I' m like pop to you with crop for it |
[03:03] | I' m like a whole lot of loot, I' m like crisp money |
[03:06] | Corporate accounts from a rich company |
[03:08] | I' m like ecstasy for ladies, I' m like all races combined in one man |
[03:12] | like the ' 99 summer jam, bulletproof hummer man |
[03:14] | I' m like being locked down around new faces, and none of ' em fam |
[03:18] | I' m the feeling of a millionaire spendin' a hundred grand |
[03:21] | I' m a poor man' s dream, a thug poet |
[03:23] | Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up |
[03:26] | Y' all know what I' m like, ya play it your system every night |
[03:39][03:28] | Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching |
[03:41][03:31] | My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching |
[03:44][03:33] | Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half |
[03:46][03:36] | amazin' . . scratching |
[03:48][03:38] | No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like |
[03:51] | |
[03:54][03:49] | Nas, Nas is like . . |
[03:56] | undefined |