Текст песни Nas - It Was Written, слова песни Nas

Текст песни Nas - It Was Written

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"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I`m livin like that" (repeat 2X) --> Kool Keith from the Ultramagnetic MC`s `Ease Back`[Nas]Yo; I never brag, how real I keep it, cause it`s the best secretI rock a vest, prestigious, Cuban link flooded Jesusin a Lex watchin Kathie Lee and RegisMy actions are one with the seasonsA tec squeezin - executioner, winter time I rock a furMega popular, center of attractionClimaxin, my bitches they be laughinThey high from sniffin coke off a twenty-cent Andrew JacksonCity lights spark a New York nightRossi and Martini sippin, Sergio Tachinni flippin mad pieslow price, I blow dice and throw emForty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" sloganMy niggaz roll in ten M3`sTwenty Gods poppin wheelies on Kawasaki`sHip-Hop`s got me on some ol`, sprayin shots like a drumrollBlankin out and never miscount the shells my gun holdI don`t stunt, I regulateHenny and Sprite, I seperate, watchin crab niggaz marinateI`m all about tecs and good jooks and sexIsraelite books, holdin government names from NessMC`s are crawlin out, every hole in the slumYou be aight like blood money in a pimp`s cum"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I`m livin like that""I made it like that, I bought it like that, I`m livin like that.... for, you wack MC`s"[Nas]Currency is made in trust of the MessiahI`m spending it to get higherEarth, Wind, and Fire singing reasons why I`mup early, trustworthy is a nine that bust earlySunshine on my grill, I spillRemi on imaginary graves, put my hat on my wavesLatter Day Saints say religious praiseI dolo, challenge any team or soloYou must be buggin out, new to my shit, home on a furloughAsk around, who`s laid up, sharp and straight upMafioso, gettin niggaz wigs sprayed upSkies are misty, my life`s predicted by a gypsyI`ll one day walk into shots drunk off champange from SicilyThis be the drama, I`ma pause like a commain a sentence, paragraph`s indentedBloodshot red eyes, high, yellow envelopes of lyeOpenin cigars, let tobacco flyCondos are tuneproof, we`re looking out the sky`s moonroofShittin like gin and prune juiceYo the system wants the coon`s noose, hang em highCourtrooms filled up, it`s off the hook while Ijust wrote a statement, like I`m facing twenty yearsin the basement - chilling on the via with Mumiafor wearin chrome - I told the judge snakes slither like Sharon Stone, but like Capone I`m thrown (yo)"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I`m livin like that""I made it like that, I bought it like that, I`m livin like that.... for, you wack MC`s""I made it like that, I bought it like that, I`m livin like that""I made it like that, I bought it like that, I`m livin like that.... for, you wack MC`s"[Nas]Lyrical, ly-lyrical mission..Lyrical..Yo the time is wastin, I use the mind elevationDime sack lacin, court pen pacinIndividual, lyrical math abrasionPsychic evaluation, the foulest nationWe livin in, dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wivesA lifestyle where bad streets is patternizedWise men build and destroyWhile the real McCoy dopefiend, named Detroit is still dealin boyCoke suppliers actin biasedCause rumors say that niggaz wear wires and we liarsBut every night the gat`s fired, and every day a rat`s hiredI still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani, it`s ---- just the killer in me, slash drug dealer MCEx-slug filler, semi mug peelerDemi, bottles of Mo`, yo simply follow me flowPut poetry inside a crack pot and blowrough holes for cracked out pussies and buttholesBring the G`s and the D`s roll, they can`t touch thoseWhy shoot the breeze about it, when you could be about it? My degrees are routed, toward the peasy haired brick housesinstead of the fake medallionsRich niggaz transport in thousandsForeign cash exchange amountin to millionsDoors is locked, rocks is chopped, watch the cameras in the ceilingsTrick bitches catching mad feelingsPeelin off in the Lex Jeep, techniques is four-wheelinI bet it be some shit when we connect with StretchWhen we catch them sex niggaz with the tecs you blessed, word

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