Текст песни NAS - You're The Man
NAS - You're The Man слова песни
Текст песни NAS - You're The Man
h uh, yoThey plan was to knock me out the top of the gameBut I overstand they truth is all lameI hold cannons that shoot balls of flamesRight in they fat mouth then I carve my nameNas - too real, Nas - true kingIt's however you feel, g'head, you swing( )Your arms too short to box with godI don't kill soloists only kill squadsFame went to they head, so now it's ";Fuck Nas";Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guysI seen it cominSoon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna' do what I doCame in with my style, so I fathered youI kept changin on the world since ";...Barbeque";Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung withFuck bitches I hit, it's funny I once said...If I, ever make a recordI take a check and put something away for a rainy day to make my exitBut look at me now, ten years deepSince the project, ??I never asked to be top of rap's eliteJust a ghetto child tryna' learn the traps of the streetsBut look at me now[Chorus]";You're the man"; ";You're the man";";You're the man"; ";You're the man";";You're the man"; ";You're the man";";You're the man"; ";You're the man";";You're the man"; ";You're the man";But wait a sec', give me time to explain, women and fast carsAnd diamond rings can poison a rap starIt's suicidal, how I smoke in so much la'I saw a dead bird flyin through a broken skyWish I could flap wings and fly awayTo where black kings and Ghana stay So I could get on my flesh right awayBut that'll be the day when it's peaceWhen my gat don't need to spray