Nas Hero Lyrics music video

Nas Hero

Nas Hero Lyrics

(Feat. Keri Hilson)

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson]

Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

[Verse 1:NaS]

Another chapter
of the cleanest rapper
Distinguished gentlemen
Crooks and castle
on his back
Maybach-er
exotic lady eye-catcher
Holla at’cha
call me the chiropractor
Working like Muay Thai class
Get pers-pire out ya
And of course
I’ve been the boss
since back when
Rocking D Boy
Fila, velor
in a 190 black Benz
Now they shut down the stores when I’m shopping
Used to be train robbing
face covered in stocking
I’m him!

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson]

Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

[Verse 2:NaS]

Rubber-grip-holder
reloader
Come at me I’ma rip your soldiers
in half
Silverback ape, nickle-plated mag
Young, rich, and flashy
Young, bitch, I’m nasty
All black clothes til ice lay on me so classy
And every time I close my lids
I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain’t never lived to see
Tell them angels open the door for me
From nine berettas and moving raw
To chilling in wine cellars
Sticks and humidors
That’s what I call mature
That’s what I call a g
That’s what I call a pimp
That’s what I call a gangsta
To the fullest, shit
I’m tryin’ to make more cream
By every step to September 14th
that’s my dream
So I can be more clean
as I grow yearly
I can see things more clearly
That’s why they fear me
Let’s go!

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson]

Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

[Verse 3:NaS]

It’s universal apartheid
I’m hog-tied
the corporate side
Blocking y’all from going to stores and buying it
First L.A. and Doug Morris was riding wit it
But Newsweek article startled big wigs
They said, Nas, why is he trying it?
My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning
Forgetting
Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel
They can’t sing what’s in their soul!
So “Untitled” it is
I never change nothin’, but people remember this
If NaS can’t say it
think about these talented kids
With new ideas
being told what they can and can’t spit
I can’t sit and watch it
So shit, I’ma drop it
Like it or not
You ain’t gotta cop it
I’m a hustler in the studio
Cups of Don Julio
No matter what the CD called
I’m unbeatable, y’all
Let’s Go!

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson]

Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

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Nas Make The World Go Round Lyrics music video

Nas Make The World Go Round

Nas Make The World Go Round Lyrics

Make The World Go Round Lyrics

Lace the nations don’t have it
A hatred addict
I need faces mad with frowns
When I’m around
Or I’m wasting the fabric
I don’t feel greater
To my plush pieces
‘Cause you to suck your teeth
So mean-mugging on my clean-thugging
Mean nothing
Women dream I’m your husband
I’m Alex Pushkin
The black poetry-writing Russian
Ice disgusting
I started bling
How could you question my direction
Or my time for collection
Gangstas two-steppin’
You hate me
Should thank me
But lately
I burned so much trees
I keep environmentalists angry
I’m a rare dude, I’m a wonder
Your best success is my worst blunder
Y’all living trendy on pennies
I cop plenty Fendi
Vivienne Westwood, I’m good
Get the whole Trump Tower top floor for the hood
Dre & Cool, we riding heavy
And why to Miami? ‘Cause . . .
(We make the world go round)
Now let’s toast to the hustlers
(We make the world go round)
Tell the hustlers, toast to the gangstas.
(We make the world go round)
Tell the gangstas, toast to the ballers
(We make the world go round)
And tell the ballers pour glass for all us.
(We make the world go round)
I see you haters on the floor jockin my swag
I’m popping Ralph Lauren tags
I’m pouring champagne inside a polo glass
Model b’tches rollin grass
Escabon folding cash
toasting wit my entourage
went for Robin Armitage
to all my stars
red carpet to the Larmitage
We throwin red dice
at the Mirage
I pull that red Lamborghini
or twenties out my garage
instead of shopping South Beach like — and Terror Squad
We the Best! big pippin
Top down chrome spinnin
Top Gun Tom Cruise
Tucked inside my Gucci linen
No
Jess Romo you tryin’ a shine
up on with the nine
on your jersey for promo
Jessica Simpson that’s so-so
Nick warner’s baby back
wit — lo so.
Devil white
5-0 they catch me at the pro bowl on the field diamonds
choking the jockey on my
polo
CB let em know though
(We make the world go round)
Tell the hustlers, toast to the gangstas.
(We make the world go round)
Tell the gangstas, toast to the ballers
(We make the world go round)
And tell the ballers pour glass for all us.
(We make the world go round)
We make the world go round From my town to your town
We on top no stopping us now
We got patron to ballers two steppin
Ladies on the float and all in two steppin
From Malay to Harlem two stepping (echo)
So I’ stop cause we made it where the ladies are

We start with Bellini’s and end with Patron shots
H. Lorenzo belt buckle from Chrome Heart
A-life tag popper
It’d be sad not to walk out the store with bags
Worth a 100 cash, shopping
Balance only would hafta
Hafta to swell you up
before a pea snaps as you wet a vanilla dutch
Mets cap, that’s Queens, I’m a vet
Bet that, 300 carats the average up on the neck, black
Paid the cost, be the boss, Black Caesar floss
Weekends at the Venetian, pull up in that black Porsche
Top down, new fashion
Seeing me is like seeing through the lens of Helmut Newton’s camera
Light flashing, and I’m laughin’
My plaque’s from album sales
Y’all is ringtone platinum
But .99 cents adds up
I don’t hate ‘em, I congratulate ‘em
The new young Prince with young Mike Jackson on the same track, what!
Now let’s toast to the hustlers
(We make the world go round)
Tell the hustlers, toast to the gangstas.
(We make the world go round)
Tell them gangstas, toast to the ballers
(We make the world go round)
And tell the ballers pour glass for all us.
(We make the world go round)

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Nas Project Roach Lyrics music video

Nas Project Roach

Nas Project Roach Lyrics

[Verse:]
Ugh yeah yo I’m creepy and crawling
In your sink or your toilet
I’ll be drinking from your spit
Anything cause I’m more less an insect with 4 legs
People come and I fake dead
Correction I got 8 legs
Climbin on top your plate bed
Where ever I smell food
It could even jail food
Stale food that’s molded
A roach is what I am fool
The ghetto is my land fool
I’m a never be able to fly like a bumblebee

Try not to be underneath
Your sneaker
Pitiful creature
I’m not afraid of your pesticide
Or ray
Cause in heavens my creator
I love it when the lights off
Eating from same knives forks
From any mans dinner
See my antennas
You can’t win
You can’t stand the crunchy sound I make if you squash me
Learn to live with me
How much your roast? costing
You and the city
But yo we everywhere
Check your house I bet we there

Nas Project Roach Lyrics music video

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Nas Queens Get The Money Lyrics music video

Nas Queens Get The Money

Nas Queens Get The Money Lyrics

Ayo,
Queens get the money
Nigga is still screaming
“Paper chasing”
But presidential candidates
Is planning wars with other nations
Over steak with masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters
They daddies faceless
Play this
by ya stomach
Let my words massage it and rub it
I’ll be his daddy if there’s nobody there to love it
Tell him his name Nasir
Tell him how he got here
Momma was just having fun
With someone
Above her years
Niggas is still hatin
Talking that “NaS done fell off with rhyming,
He rather floss with diamonds”
They pray “Please God, let him spit that uzi and the army linin”
“That shorty doowop
Rollin oowops
In the park reclining”
Take 27 emcees, put them in a line and
They out of alignment
My assignment
Since he said +retirement+
Hiding behind +8 Mile+
And +The Chronic+
+Get’s Rich But Dies Rhymin’+
This is high science
Now add 23 more
For Queens to be more
I’m over they heads
Like a bulimic on a see-saw
Now that’s +50+ porch monkeys ate up at the same time
+Nasty NAS+DAQ
Ya’ll gonna bow holmes
This is DOW +Jones+
80 cal. chrome
Needed time alone
To zone
The +Mac+k left his +iPhone+
And his nine at home
My queen used her milkshake to bring ya’ll to my slaughterhouses
I do this for the group home kids and boarding houses
This that nigga shit that’s on the album
For them niggas inside the chalk linin, 40 houses
Bring back Arsenio,
Hip hop was aborted, so NaS breathes life back into the embryo
Let us make man in our image
Spit it
I’m Huey P.
And Louie V.
At the eulogy
throwing Molotov’s for Emmitt
You ain’t as hot as I is
All of these false prophets is not messiahs
You don’t know how high the sky is
The square mileage
Of earth or what PI is
I’m the shaky hand that touched George Foreman in Zaire
The same hand that punched down
devils that brought down the towers

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Nas Y’all My Ni**as Lyrics music video

Nas Y’all My Ni**as Lyrics

Nas Y’all My Ni**as Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Find a room to lock yourself in and close the door
It’s some heavy concepts that we gotta explore
We gotta strip the word down rugged and raw
The rhetoric of martin king just saint around no more
Dave bowie ain’t here james baldwin neither
They all were leaders
But they ain’t help me get this porcsh two seater
A lawyer left the hood he never looked back
To be a fortune 500 ceo it took rap
So what if my pants sag with my hat turned back
The same swag got our merchandise flying off the rack
Marketing companies that’s hiring blacks
Fresh hip hop lingo for your campaign ads
The controversy surrounds who could say it and win
Some niggas are full time some play and pretend
So f**k that no apologies on the issue
If it offends you
It’s meant to
It’s that simple

[Hook:]
Tryin to erase me from y’all memory
Too late I’m engraved in history (I’m here my niggas)
Speak my name and breath life in me
Make sure y’all never forget me (y’all give me life)
Cause y’all use my name so reckless
Whether to be accepted or disrespected (and I love it)
And I love especially when y’all do it in public
And I’m the subject
Cause y’all my niggas

[Verse 2:]
Yo I was thinking a little bit what would it take
To authenticate my nigganess
Ball ridiculous
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26 inches when I call up the dealership
Yeah that’s some nigga shit
We only out for our own benefit
We haven too many kids
We? welfare recipients
The infamous free clinics is the sickest shit
It makes me think what the hell they clean they’re syringes with
Everybody bleedin
The cops or the demons
Courtrooms full of goons
Jailbrushers leanin
Handcuffs squeezed too tight
On you?
If u fight they just give in
People used to do sit ins
They got Nigeria and Niger two different countries
Somehow niger turned to nigger
And shit got ugly
The problem is we started thinking like the colonists
To know the [? ]
Started droppin that consciousness

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
My father was not a banker
Neither was my neighbor when it came to getting paper
Who the hell was gonna train us
A pressure couldn’t escape us through the ages
We changed the basis of derogatory phrases
And I say it’s quite amazing
The use the ghetto terms developed our own language
No matter where it came from
It’s celebrated now people are mad if they ain’t one

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