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Stillmatic you say... ok here you go
Aiyyo, the brother's "Stillmatic" I crawled up out of that grave, wipin the dirt, cleanin my shirt They thought I'd make another "Illmatic" But it's always forward I'm movin Never backwards stupid here's another classic C-notes is fallin from the sky, by now the credits roll They're starrin Nas, executive poet, produced directed by the Kid slash Escobar; narration describes the lives of lost tribes in the ghetto tryin to survive The feature opens with this young black child, fingers scratched Cigarette burns on the sofa, turnin the TV down While Mary Jane Girls, 45's playin, soft in the background Food from C-Town's, mornings was hash browns Stepped over dopefiends, walkin out the door, all of us poor I learned the difference between the snitches, the real ones, and who's soft And the murderous, hungriest crews People jumping from roofs, shotguns pumping, made it through my youth Walking very thin lines, ages seven and nine That's the age I was on my album cover, this is the rebirth I know the streets thirst water like Moses Walking through the hot desert searching to be free This is my ending and my new beginning nostalgia Alpha and Omega places, it's like a glitch in "The Matrix" I seen it all, did it all, most of y'all will pop for a minute Spit a sentence then the game'll get rid of y'all Y'all got there but y'all didn't get it all, I want my style back Hate to cease y'all plan it's the rap repo man To them double up hustlers, bidders, niggaz who real Professionals, stick-up kids dreamin for mills Let my words guide you, get inside you From Crip to Pirus this is survival
or how about But wait a sec', give me time to explain, women and fast cars And diamond rings can poison a rap star It's suicidal, how I smoke in so much la' I saw a dead bird flyin through a broken sky Wish I could flap wings and fly away To where black kings and Ghana stay So I could get on my flesh right away But that'll be the day when it's peace When my gat don't need to spray When these streets are safe to play Sex with death, indulge in these women Vision my own skeleton swimmin in eternal fire Broads play with pentagrams in they vagina Like the Exorcist, then they gave birth to my seeds I beg for God's help, why they love hurtin me? I'm your disciple, a thug certainly I'm the N the A to the S-I-R If I wasn't I must've been Escobar Forty-five in my waist, starin at my reflection In the mirror, sittin still in the chair like my conception When everything around me got cloudy, the chair became a king's throne My destiny found me It was clear why the struggle was so painful Metamorphosis, this is what I changed to And God, I'm so thankful
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ALL I NEED IS ONE LIFE, ONE TRY, ONE BREATH I'M ONE MAN WHAT I STAND FOR SPEAKS FOR ITSELF, THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical Talkin all that slick shit, the same way these bitches do Wonder what my secrets is, niggaz'll move on you only if they know, what your weakness is I have none Too late to grab guns I'm blastin cause I'm a cool nigga Thought I wouldn't have that ass done? Fooled you niggaz What you call a infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin War gets deep, some beef is everlastin Complete with thick scars, brothers knifin each other up in prison yards, drama, where does it start? You know the block was ill as a youngster Every night it was like a, cop would get killed body found in the dumpster For real a hustler, purchased my Range, niggaz throwin dirt on my name Jealous cause fiends got they work and complain Bitches left me cause they thought I was finished Shoulda knew she wasn't true she came to me when her man caught a sentence Diamonds are blindin, I never make the same mistakes Movin with a change of pace, lighter load, see now the king is straight Swellin my melon cause none of these niggaz real Heard he was, tellin police, how can a kingpin squeal? This is crazy, I'm on the right track I'm finally found You need some soul searchin, the time is now
or how about
My skin is a art gallery, right - with paintings of crucifixes Hopin' to save me from all the dangers in the music business Was once a young gangsta hangin' with youth offenders But since I tasted paper it started losin the friendships Watchin' kids freeze in winters, they still poor How could I tease them with Benz's and feel no remorse Drivin' past them in the lively fashion, diamond colors clashin' Red stones, blue stones, red bones and black ones Fuck did I expect with bucket seats in a Lex And spendin' time in Chuckie Cheese with Little Des Got guns when I'm with my daughter Hate to bring a violent aura in her presence She knows what daddy taught her, it's lessons Black princess it's a ugly world I put my life up for yours, see I love that girl Could you believe even my shadow's jealous My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs Though my songs come from the Father I'm lonely... Hold me, it's gettin' darker
You can say what you want but the man has never slipped lyrically... you want to continually point to ochie wally, braveheart party, things of that nature, you go right aheah, but to think that there is anyone in the game that can demolish this man is straight bullshit. Can he be seen, hell yeah, anybody can. But, you have to know tha man won't go down easy... The roots are so consistant... whatever I'm not gonna knock them cause I don't listen to their music. I guess that's cause they not on any mix tape I own, no vidoe show I watch, no radio station I listen to, no topic of discussion I might come across. In fact I really don't know any roots fans... No no that's not true, I know 2, One of my co-workers, and a friend (who was living in Philly for a few years, go figure).
This is my level fuck if it get you mad- nas Ya'll niggaz deal with emotions like bitches- Nas Fall back people- Me Cause I'm a lady- Shanaynay
Random "s
Evil is Hitlers hate race (c) Nas
If they gone hate just let em hate.. just watch your money pile up (c) 50 cent
Before I jump out the window.. What's your name? (c) Jay z
ONE (c)Me
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