Текст песни Nas - Stillmatic *, слова песни Nas

Текст песни Nas - Stillmatic *

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* this freestyle appears on several mixtapes but may not be released; however it sparked the response on Jay-Z`s song "Takeover"[Nas having conversation with himself]Ayo Nasty Nas, what up?~Ain`t nothing, a lot of cowards frontin`.I hear what you`re saying, but yo, this is all love for me, you know?~No doubt, smoke them cowards, you STILLMATICMa, I`m sorry who the fuck I AM, I can`t trust my fansOut of luck, no constructive plansMy friends stay powdered up, I`m so drunk, can`t standYou said if I would sober up, I`d be a powerful manTurned out the street life, you prayed I wouldn`tBut every church in the world can`t save our childrenI stayed out late, you heard shots, thought it would beYour older son on the ground dead, but fortunatelyThe bullets had some other names on it, the brother was blindI hit the el, than we yell out, "It wasn`t my time!"I loaded up shells, one by one, you smelled blunts from my room doorLittle Nasir was at warAnd little did I care what you sawCrew deep with a few heat, now it`s time we settle the scoreBut in the projects, I visit Muhammad, in linen garmentsPreaching Man, Woman, and Child, the living ProphetAnd I`m similar, Nasir Bin Olu DaraVisqu Allah, fist full of dollars in the dice game GodThe Ice King, God, the Black Christ, elegant stanceClothes fit me like a crime boss, the menacing manI see the world collapsing, young pregnanciesYoung girls are fast and in their Sasoon jeans, no prophylacticAll this fast shit and fly jewelry, now makes my eyes tearyN Y City, grab a hold and ride with me Rip the FREEWAY, shoot through MEMPHIS with money bagsStop in Philly, order cheese steaks and eat BEANS fastAnd bring it back up top, remove the fake king of New YorkYou show off, I count off when you sample my voiceI rule you, before, you used to rap like the FU-SHNICKENSNAS designed your BLUEPRINT, who you kidding?Is he H TO THE IZZO, M TO THE IZZO?For shizzle you phony, the rapping version of SISQOAnd that`s for certain, you clone me, your wack clothes lineI`d rather wear Sean John, you bore me with your fake coke rhymesAnd those times, they never took place, you liarUN was your first court case, you had no priorsYou master fabricated stories of streets and sound slickHave you surrounded, you and the faggots you down withWhile they riding NAS, trying to boost their careersCorny as CORN-MEGA, all you Hip-Hop queersSince ILLMATIC, IT WAS WRITTEN: I AM...NASTRADAMUSThat`s the answers to the puzzle I gave you, now here`s a promiseMy next few albums, instead of projectsThey`ll be a difficult test inside the cover for the mind`s opticsCome in my hood, but bring the guns with you, it`s darkHeaded through Brooklyn, Queens, Harlem, Staten, and BronxHeaded through Compton, Oaktown, South Central, and WattsNew Orleans, Mississippi, Chi-town, every blockI`m trying to have my positive ways, I put my rhymes on pageDid crimes and headline on stageI signed a contract, so here it is, you have itStreets disciple, I`m STILLMATIC[Female voice sample] You make me feel so good

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