Song: Nas Is Like ~~ 1999 ~~ 3:50
Artist: Nas
LP/CD: I Am ~~ Columbia ~~ 1999
Composers: C. Martin~N. Jones
Mmm
{Nas is...Nas is...Nas is...Nas is...Nas is...Nas is...Nas is like}
Primo, Nas
Yeah, yeah, yo
{Nas is...Nas is...Nas is...Nas is...Nas is...Nas is...Nas is like}
Freedom of jail, clips inserted
A baby is being born the same time my man is murdered
The beginning and end
As far as rap go, its only natural, I explain my plateau
And also what defines my name
First it was nasty, but times have changed
Ask me now, Im the artist, but hardcore, my signs for pain
I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
Saw fiends shoot up and do lines of cocaine
Saw my close friends shot, flat-linin my same
Got the pen, carry mac-10s to practice my aim
On rooftops, tape CD covers to trees
Line the barrel up with your weed, pinch it and squeeze
Street scriptures for lost souls in the crossroads
To the corners thugs hustlin for cars that cost dough
To the big dogs livin large, takin it light
Pushin big toys, gettin nice, enjoyin your life
Its what you make it, suicide, few try to take it
Belt tied around they neck in jail cells naked
Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt
And of course N-A-S are the letters that spell {Nas, Nas}
Nas is like life or death, Im a rebel
My poetrys deep, I never fell
Nas is like, Nas is like half man, half amazin
No doubt
Nas is like life or death, Im a rebel
My poetrys deep, I never fell
Nas is like, Nas is like half man, half amazin (Uh)
No doubt
{Nas is like, Nas is like}
Earth, wind and fire, rims and tires
Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver
Planets in orbit, line em up with the stars
Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas
{Nas is like}
Iron Mike, messiah type, before the Christ, after the death
The last one left, let my cash invest in stock
Came a along way from blasted techs on block
Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin acres
From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough
Dimes, skinnin fellatio, siete zeros, bet my nine spit for the pesos
But whats it all worth, cant take it when you under this Earth
Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked
They just rob your grave, Id rather be alive and paid
Before my numbers called, historys made
Somell fall, but I rise, thug or die
Makin choices that determine my future under the sky
To rob, steal or kill, Im wondering why
Its a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame
Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or later well all see who the prophet is
Nas is like life or death, Im a rebel
My poetrys deep, I never fell
Nas is like, Nas is like half man, half amazin
No doubt
Nas is like life or death, Im a rebel
My poetrys deep, I never fell
Nas is like, Nas is like half man, half amazin
No doubt (Uh)
{Nas is like, Nas is like}
Sex to a nympho, but nothin sweet
Im like beef, bustin heat through your windows
Im like a street sweeper, green leaf reaper
Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin something deep from they teachers
Im like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for
Always got you, Im like pop, dude you would cry for
Im like a whole lot of loot, Im like crisp money
Corporate accounts from a rich company
Im like ecstasy for ladies, Im like all races combined in one man
Like the 99 Summer Jam
Bulletproof hummer man, Im like being locked down
Around new faces, and none of em fam
Im the feelin of a millionaire spendin a huned grand
Im a poor mans dream, a thug poet
Live it and I write down, and I watch it blow up
Ya know what Im like, ya play it your system every night, now
Nas is like life or death, Im a rebel
My poetrys deep, I never fell
Nas is like, Nas is like half man, half amazin
No doubt
Nas is like life or death, Im a rebel
My poetrys deep, I never fell
Nas is like, Nas is like half man, half amazin
No doubt
Nas is like, Nas is like
Nas is like, Nas is like
Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: March 18, 1999
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