Nas Is Like
作词 : Bell, Brown, Handy, Home, Martin ...
Artist: Nas
Album: I Am
Song: Nas is Like
("Nas is . . ." -Nas) 7x
Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born
Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end
As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain
My plateau, and also, what defines my name
First it was Nasty, but times have changed
Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain
I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of *******
Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I sane?
That depends, carry Mac-10's to practice my aim
On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees
Line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze
Street scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads
To the corner thugs hustlin for cars that cost dough
To the big dogs livin large, takin it light
Pushin big toys, gettin nice, enjoyin your life
is 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
Chorus: scratching by DJ Premier (2X)
"Nas is like life or death.. I'm a rebel.. "
"My poetry's deep, I never fell.."
"Nas is like.. half man half amazing.."
"No doubt.."
"Nas is like.." Earth Wind & 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 blastin, techs on blocks
Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin acres
From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough
Dimes, givin fellatio, siete zeros
Bet my nine spit for the pesos
But what's it all worth, can't take it when you under this Earth
Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked
They just rob your grave, I'd rather be alive and paid
Before my number's called, history's made
Some'll fall, but I rise, thug or die
Makin choices, that determine my future under the sky
To rob steal or kill, I'm wondering why
It's a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame?
Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is
Chorus
"Nas is like.." *** to a nympho, but nothin sweet
I'm like beef, bustin heat through your windows
I'm like a street sweeper, greenleaf reaper
Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin somethin deep from they teachers
I'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for
Always got you, I'm like Pop Duke you would cry for
I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like crisp money
Corporate accounts from a rich company
I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all races
combined in one man; like the '99 summer jam
Bulletproof Hummer man
I'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of em fam'
I'm the feelin of a millionaire spendin a hundred grand
I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet
Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up
Y'all know what I'm like, y'all play it your system every night
Now..
Chorus
Nas Is LikeLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Bell, Brown, Handy, Home, Martin ...
[00:01.56]Artist: Nas
[00:01.72]Album: I Am
[00:01.89]Song: Nas is Like
[00:02.08]
[00:08.64]("Nas is . . ." -Nas) 7x
[00:10.75]
[00:21.51]Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born
[00:23.24]Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end
[00:25.49]As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain
[00:27.71]My plateau, and also, what defines my name
[00:30.20]First it was Nasty, but times have changed
[00:32.54]Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain
[00:35.79]I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
[00:38.33]Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of *******
[00:40.96]Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I sane?
[00:43.42]That depends, carry Mac-10's to practice my aim
[00:45.88]On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees
[00:48.46]Line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze
[00:51.00]Street scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads
[00:53.47]To the corner thugs hustlin for cars that cost dough
[00:56.13]To the big dogs livin large, takin it light
[00:58.56]Pushin big toys, gettin nice, enjoyin your life
[01:00.87]is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it
[01:03.95]Belt tied around they neck in jail cells naked
[01:06.50]Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt
[01:08.91]And of course N - A - S are the letters that spell . . .
[01:11.29]NAS, NAS
[01:12.29]
[01:13.51]Chorus: scratching by DJ Premier (2X)
[01:13.78]
[01:14.34]"Nas is like life or death.. I'm a rebel.. "
[01:15.16]"My poetry's deep, I never fell.."
[01:17.02]"Nas is like.. half man half amazing.."
[01:21.15]"No doubt.."
[01:21.64]
[01:22.46]"Nas is like.." Earth Wind & Fire, rims and tires
[01:25.67]Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver
[01:37.29]Planets in orbit, line em up with the stars
[01:40.04]Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas
[01:42.06]"Nas is like.." Iron Mike, messiah type
[01:44.58]Before the Christ, after the death
[01:46.45]The last one left, let my cash invest in stock
[01:49.53]Came a along way from blastin, techs on blocks
[01:51.97]Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin acres
[01:54.63]From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough
[01:57.23]Dimes, givin fellatio, siete zeros
[02:00.03]Bet my nine spit for the pesos
[02:02.20]But what's it all worth, can't take it when you under this Earth
[02:04.79]Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked
[02:07.35]They just rob your grave, I'd rather be alive and paid
[02:10.65]Before my number's called, history's made
[02:12.64]Some'll fall, but I rise, thug or die
[02:14.88]Makin choices, that determine my future under the sky
[02:17.92]To rob steal or kill, I'm wondering why
[02:20.10]It's a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame?
[02:22.64]Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite
[02:25.73]Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is
[02:27.08]
[02:27.62]Chorus
[02:28.43]
[02:49.06]"Nas is like.." *** to a nympho, but nothin sweet
[02:51.01]I'm like beef, bustin heat through your windows
[02:53.25]I'm like a street sweeper, greenleaf reaper
[02:55.66]Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin somethin deep from they teachers
[02:58.25]I'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for
[03:01.10]Always got you, I'm like Pop Duke you would cry for
[03:03.54]I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like crisp money
[03:05.39]Corporate accounts from a rich company
[03:08.30]I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all races
[03:10.98]combined in one man; like the '99 summer jam
[03:13.44]Bulletproof Hummer man
[03:14.90]I'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of em fam'
[03:17.77]I'm the feelin of a millionaire spendin a hundred grand
[03:21.06]I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet
[03:23.60]Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up
[03:26.05]Y'all know what I'm like, y'all play it your system every night
[03:28.52]Now..
[03:29.37]
[03:29.59]Chorus
[03:30.17]
