Текст песни Nas - Bridging the gap
Nas - Bridging the gap слова песни
the light is there.see i come from mississippii was young and runnin` wildended up in new york city, where i had my first childi named the boy nasir, all the boys call him nasi told him as a youngster, he`ll be the greatest man alivelet`s go!... hey-hey-hey-heytipperary of these rap skits, styles i masteredmany brothers snatched it up and tried to match itbut i`m still number one, everyday realspeak what i want, i don`t care what y`all feel`cause i`m my own master, my pop told me be your own bosskeep integrity at every cost, and his home was natchez mississippidid it like miles and dizzy, now we gettin` busybridging the gap from the blues, to jazz, to rapthe history of music on this trackborn in the game, discovered my father`s musiclike prince searchin` through boxes of purple rainbut my minneapolis was the bridge, home of the superkidssome are well-known, some doin` bidsi mighta ended up on the wrong side of the tracksif pops wouldn`t`ve pulled me back an said yosee i come from mississippii was young and runnin` wildended up in new york city, where i had my first childi named the boy nasir, all the boys call him nasi told him as a youngster, he`ll be the greatest man alivegreatest man alive (yeah, turn it up!)gre-gre-gre-gre-greatest man alive!the blues came from gospel, gospel from bluesslaves are harmonizin` them ah`s and ooh`sold school, new school, know school rulesall these years i been voicin` my bluesi`m a artist from the start, hip-hop guided my heartgraffiti on the wall, coulda ended in spoffard, juvenile delinquentbut pops gave me the right type`a tools to think withbooks to read, like x and stuff`cause the schools said the kids had dyslexiain art class i was a compulsive sketcher ofteachers in my homeroom, i drew pix to mess them up`cause none`a them would like my styleread more books than the curriculum profilesaid, "mr. jones please come get your child`cause he`s writin` mad poems and his verses are wild"i was born mississippii was young and runnin` wildmove to new york city, where i had my first childi named the boy nasir, all the boys call him nasi told him as a youngster, he`ll be the greatest man alivegreatest man – the great-greatest man alivehey-hey-hey -- my poppa was not a rollin` stonehe been around the world blowin` his horn, still he came homethen he got grown, changed his name to olucome on, tell `em `bout the places you gone toi been to saudi arabia, mozambiquemadagascar, paris, greecethe middle africa is where we livedbetter known as queenbridgenas, nas you don`t stopolu dara in the house, you don`t stopmuddy waters` howling wolf you don`t stopfrom the blues to street hop you don`t stoptell `em popsee i come from mississippi (let `em know)i was young and runnin` wild (runnin` wild)ended up in new york city (yeah!)where i had my first child (that`s me)i named the boy nasir (yeah, daddy!)all the boys call him nas (luh ya, boy)i told him as a youngsterhe`ll be the greatest man alive (you the greatest, pop)greatest man alive (you the greatest, pop)gre-gre-gre-gre-greatest man alive!rest in peace ray charles