NAS is like

（'Nas is . . .' -Nas） 7x
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 Nasty Nas
Ask me now, Im the artist, but hardcore, my sign 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, flatlining, my same
That the pen carry mac-10s to practice my aim
On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees
Line the barrel up with your **** picture and squeeze
Jesuss 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
Is what you make it , suicide, few try to take it
Belt tied around their 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
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[01:14]My rebel . （scratching）. . My poetrys deep, I never fell . .（scratching）
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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. . -Nas） Nas...
Iron mic, 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
Some will 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
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[02:30]My rebel . （scratching）. . My poetrys deep, I never fell . .（scratching）
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*** to a nympho, but nothin sweet
Im like beef, bustin heat through your windows
Im like a street sweeper, green leaf preeper
Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin something deep from their teachers
Im like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for
Always got you, Im like pop to you with crop for it
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 feeling of a millionaire spendin a hundred grand
Im a poor mans dream, a thug poet
Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up
Yall know what Im like, ya play it your system every night
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