1 Nas America Lyrics
2 Nas Black President Lyrics
3 Nas Breathe Lyrics
4 Nas Fried Chicken
5 Nas Hero Lyrics
6 Nas Make The World Go Round Lyrics
7 Nas N.I.*.*.E.R. Lyrics
8 Nas Project Roach Lyrics
9 Nas Queens Get The Money Lyrics
10 Nas Sly Fox Lyrics
11 Nas Testify Lyrics
12 Nas Untitled Lyrics
13 Nas We’re Not Alone Lyrics
14 Nas Y’all My Ni**as Lyrics
15 Nas You Can’t Stop Us Now Lyrics
Nas Nas Nas Album 2008
Nas Nas Nas Album 2008
Nas Nas Nas Album 2008 music video clip and lyrics
[Nas Talking - yo... its like waking up from a bad dream.. just to figure out you weren't dreaming in the first place.]
[Verse One]
If all I saw was gangsters
Coming up as a youngster
Pussy and money the only language I clung ta
Claim ta, unrolled myself up to become one
Ain’t ya happy I chose rap
I’m amongst tha
Streets deceiving
Can’t believe my achievements
Cultural strata
Persona’s that of a non-needer
Because I don’t need nada except for Prada beaver
For cold winters, tattoos got my summer’s sleeveless
To my g’s on the flee from the coppers
Stiff bodies on freeze in funeral parlors
From the slums I come up a phoenix
Caked up, tryna take what I’m eating
Came up a dismissive kid
You lucky if you allowed to witness this
Savvy mouth
Wild, hardly
A man’s man
Who woulda knew the beach houses and wild parties
Jezebel’s and Stella McCartney’s
For years, all that
How could I not be dead
This old German
Said I was a thug with a notty head
Looked at my Benz and called that a Nazi sled
With a face like he wonder where I got my bread
Probably all these stones he see
From my shows overseas
From crime to rhyme
My stories is I’m from the home of the thieves
[Verse Two]
Blessed
The lord is a g, he gotta be
Who’s the God of suckers and snitches
The economy
Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe
Blew a death kiss to Fidel Castro
He’d want me to spit this
Only the strong survive
Nas bear witness
The hypocrisy is all I can see
White cop acquitted for murder
Black cop cop a plea
That type of shit make me stop and think
We in chronic need of a second look of the law books
And the whole race dichotomy
Too many rappers, athletes, and actors
But not enough niggas in NASA
Who give you the latest dances, trends, and fashion
But when it comes to residuals, they look past us
Woven into the fabric, they can’t stand us
Even in white tee’s, blue jeans, and red bandanas
[Verse Three]
Assassinations
Diplomatic relations
Killed indigenous people
Built a new nation
Involuntary labor
Took a knife split a woman naval
Took her premature baby
Let her man see you rape her
If I could travel to the 1700’s
I’d push a wheelbarrow full of dynamite
Through your covenant
Love to sit in on the Senate
And tell the whole government
Y’all don’t treat women fair
She read about herself in the bible
Believing she the reason sin is here
You played her, with an apron
Like bring me my dinner, dear
She the nigger here
Ain’t we in the free world
Death penalty in Texas kill young boys and girls
Barbarity, I’m in the double-R casually
Bugging how I made it out the hood, dazzle me
How far we really from third world savagery
When the empire fall, imagine how crazy that’ll be
Nas America Lyrics music video
Nas America Lyrics music video music video clip and lyrics
[Intro: Obama]
They said this day would never come.
They said our sights were set too high.
They said this country was too divided;
too disillusioned to ever come together around a common purpose.
They Said, They Said . . .
[Hook (2x): Tupac]
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World )
(They Said!)
[Verse 1: Nas]
They forgot us on the block
Got us in the box
Solitary confinement
How violent are these cops?
They need an early retirement
How many rallies will I watch?
I ain’t got it in me to march
I got a semi to spark
The game’s in a drought
Public housing, projects
Cooking up in the Pyrex
My set, my click
Either getting money
Or running from homicide trial
That’s if they ain’t died yet
Trying to be rich
Still I’m pledging allegiance
A predicate felon, a ghetto leader
Lending my poetical genius
To whoever may need it
I bleed this from Queensbridge
Now living with my feet up
Never defeated
So a president’s needed
Y’know these colored folks and Negroes
Hate to see one of their own succeeding
America, surprised us
And let a black man guide us
[Hook (2x): Tupac]
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World )
(They Said!)
What’s the black pres. thinkin’ on election night
Is it how can I protect my life?
Protect my wife?
Protect my rights?
Every other president was nothin’ less than white
Except Thomas Jefferson and mixed Indian blood
and Calvin coolers
KKK is like ‘what the f**k’, loadin’ they guns up
loadin’ mine too, Ready to ride
Cause im ridin with my crew
He dies - we die too
But on a positive side,
I think Obama provides Hope - and challenges minds
Of all races and colors to erase the hate
And try and love one another, so many political snakes
We in need of a break
Im thinkin’ I can trust this brotha
But will he keep it way real?
Every innocent n!gga in jail - gets out on appeal
When he wins - will he really care still?
I feel . . .
[Hook (2x): Tupac]
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World )
(They Said!)
Say a prayer for “do we have to?”
You ain’t right, Jeremiah Wrong pastor
In love with a slave master
Sincerely yours:
USA most brave rapper
Jesse car-jacker
Uncle Tom-kidnapper
Ask around
Bentley Coupe off the Richter
B!tch-called-life, I pimped her
What?
Politics, politricks
Klan-shooter
Deacon for defense
Progress-producer
Nothing on the stove
A survival-booster
Gotta do what we gotta do
We ain’t got no governors coming through - to help
anything we need done, we gotta do for self
New-improved JFK on the way
It ain’t the 60’s again
N!ggas ain’t hippies again
We ain’t falling for the same traps
Standing on the balconies
Where they shot the King at
McCain got apologies
Ain’t nobody hearing that
People need honesty
[Hook (2x): Tupac]
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World )
(They Said!)
[Outro]
It is my distinct honor and privilege to introduce the next President of the United States:
Barack Obama.
(Applause)
Nas Black President Lyrics music video
[Intro: Obama]
They said this day would never come.
They said our sights were set too high.
They said this country was too divided;
too disillusioned to ever come together around a common purpose.
They Said, They Said . . .
[Hook (2x): Tupac]
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World )
(They Said!)
[Verse 1: Nas]
They forgot us on the block
Got us in the box
Solitary confinement
How violent are these cops?
They need an early retirement
How many rallies will I watch?
I ain’t got it in me to march
I got a semi to spark
The game’s in a drought
Public housing, projects
Cooking up in the Pyrex
My set, my click
Either getting money
Or running from homicide trial
That’s if they ain’t died yet
Trying to be rich
Still I’m pledging allegiance
A predicate felon, a ghetto leader
Lending my poetical genius
To whoever may need it
I bleed this from Queensbridge
Now living with my feet up
Never defeated
So a president’s needed
Y’know these colored folks and Negroes
Hate to see one of their own succeeding
America, surprised us
And let a black man guide us
[Hook (2x): Tupac]
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World )
(They Said!)
What’s the black pres. thinkin’ on election night
Is it how can I protect my life?
Protect my wife?
Protect my rights?
Every other president was nothin’ less than white
Except Thomas Jefferson and mixed Indian blood
and Calvin coolers
KKK is like ‘what the f**k’, loadin’ they guns up
loadin’ mine too, Ready to ride
Cause im ridin with my crew
He dies - we die too
But on a positive side,
I think Obama provides Hope - and challenges minds
Of all races and colors to erase the hate
And try and love one another, so many political snakes
We in need of a break
Im thinkin’ I can trust this brotha
But will he keep it way real?
Every innocent n!gga in jail - gets out on appeal
When he wins - will he really care still?
I feel . . .
[Hook (2x): Tupac]
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World )
(They Said!)
Say a prayer for “do we have to?”
You ain’t right, Jeremiah Wrong pastor
In love with a slave master
Sincerely yours:
USA most brave rapper
Jesse car-jacker
Uncle Tom-kidnapper
Ask around
Bentley Coupe off the Richter
B!tch-called-life, I pimped her
What?
Politics, politricks
Klan-shooter
Deacon for defense
Progress-producer
Nothing on the stove
A survival-booster
Gotta do what we gotta do
We ain’t got no governors coming through - to help
anything we need done, we gotta do for self
New-improved JFK on the way
It ain’t the 60’s again
N!ggas ain’t hippies again
We ain’t falling for the same traps
Standing on the balconies
Where they shot the King at
McCain got apologies
Ain’t nobody hearing that
People need honesty
[Hook (2x): Tupac]
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
And though it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President
Yes We Can … Change the World (Change the World )
(They Said!)
[Outro]
It is my distinct honor and privilege to introduce the next President of the United States:
Barack Obama.
(Applause)
Nas Black President Lyrics music video
Nas Black President Lyrics music video music video clip and lyrics
And America ya never be free
Middle fingers up, f**k the police
Damn, can’t a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
Bravehearts still QB’s Finest
Grindin’, enough diamonds to change the climate
Not only do you see a nigga shinin’
You can see a nigga breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
Jewels enchanted, like they was new from Atlantis
Cruise with the hammer
Jealous hearted can’t stand him
Haters are scandalous
Damn, can’t a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
To all my niggas getting money in the streets
Middle fingers up, f**k the police
Light up my tress
And I just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
I twist em
Baby mama beat victim
Chronic leaf hittin’
All kinds of heat with him, wisdom
From pot to piss in to high position
Intense hustle, is pain like a pinched muscle
Till it rains and my Timbs stain my socks
Till I dodge enough shots
And the presiding judge slams a mallot
It’s his life I’m a gwop
Then I copp
Then I yacht
Then I dot
Island hoppin’ away from nightmare holders
Or cowboys slingers
Who shoot up any club
To see their names ring loud on some FBI poster
Must be on X or he coked up
Suggestin’ I post a, bail
I’m like yes ’cause we soldiers
We just gettin’ older
In time, we still in our prime
I can’t afford a new arrest in my folder
Nigga breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
And America ya never be free
Middle fingers up, f**k the police
Damn, can’t a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
Bravehearts still QB’s Finest
Grindin’, enough diamonds to change the climate
Not only do you see a nigga shinin’
You can see a nigga breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
Jewels enchanted, like they was new from Atlantis
Cruise with the hammer
Jealous hearted can’t stand him
Haters are scandalous
Damn, can’t a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
To all my niggas getting money in the streets
Middle fingers up, f**k the police
Light up my tress
And I just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
I’m fresh out of city housing
It had to many options
Pennies on the pension or penitentiary bounded
Plenty Henny in me
Envy was simply they trend see
My enemy was every hater that was bigger than me
The high life, the fly life
Pierre Hardy, imitation of Christ
Icewear gaudy, since ‘94 flossy
The Lex was an excellent choice
Now fast forward me
The pestilence of the ghetto informed me
As a shorty, to push nothin’ less than a 740
With fresh linen
Sip pellegrinos with airs on
They sick, mixing their water with airbourne
Oh they so sick!
Look how I got them all crazy, look at that!
You gotta let it out. Stress ain’t good man!
You gotta breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe)
(America we gotta be free)
(Breathe, breathe, breathe) [x4]
Nas Breathe Lyrics music video
Nas Breathe Lyrics music video music video clip and lyrics
Uh, lawd lawd Jah
What I’m gonna do? (What I’m gonna do?)
Uh, shhh, lawd lawd Jah
Ehahaha
Shit is all true
[Verse 1: NaS]
Mmm, Fried chicken
Fly vixen
Give me
Heart Disease
But need
You in my kitchen
You a bird, but you ain’t a ki
Got wings but you can’t fly away from me
Driving in your bucket seats
From Kentucky
To f**k with me
Look what you done to me
Was number one to me!
After you shower
You and your gold medal flour
Then you rub on with hot oil for half an hour
You in your hot tub, I’m looking at you salivating
Dry you off, I got your paper towel waiting
Lay you down cause you’re red hot
Louisiana style you make my head rot
Then I flock
To the bed then, “Plop”
When we done, I need rest
Don’t know a part of you that I love best
Your legs or your breast
Misses Fried Chicken, you gon’ be a nigga death
Created by southern black women
To serve massa, guest
You gon’ be a nigga death
Misses Fried Chicken
You was my addiction
Dripping with cholest’
Like Greeks with his felafel
Or Italians with his to-mato
Pasta
Or roti is to a Rasta
Trapping me
You and your friend mac and cheese
Candy yams, collard greens
But you knocking me to my knees
It’s killing me when I miss, ah
Nothing I need more than a fish fry
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Shit, It taste good, I can’t lie
It’s like you’re walking out a tanning saloon
When I pull you out the oven, from baking I got you on my mind
Rubbing that sun tan lotion all up over your body
So amazing, how you sparkle when I glaze you swine
Hey, my pretty hand hot, it’s so feminine
The way you submitting
And how you gave me power
To massaging me to shower
You with lemon water
Marinate you with season you dipping you in chowder
Baby
It’s like you at the spa
The way you gently
Lay in the pan
While you enjoying you butter milk treatment
I sit and watch the grease sizzle bubbling
On your skin
Despite the funny fragrance
Still I lick my finger frequent
In any event
I’m reflecting on all the signs saying that I got I shouldn’t f**k with you
But the way you taste made it hard to resist when I put my mouth on you
But that’s another issue
But it FLIES up in my stomach when I laid EYES on you
Was it infection manifesting?
Confused over the feeling impatiently eating you
Intestinal worm chewing on the walls of my intestine
I’ma eat you until there’s nothing left
Til my very last breath
You gon be a nigga death
Despite your good appearance
Cooking swine as a chef
You gon be a nigga death
Who cares if the swine
Is mixed with rat, cat, and dog combined?
Yes, I eat the shit to death
[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Ain’t that some shit?
I’ma eat some shit
Until what I’m eating KILLS ME!
And I choose to do that
Why?
Cause that’s just what niggas do
Nas Fried Chicken Lyrics music video
Nas Fried Chicken Lyrics music video music video clip and lyrics
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