Nas Lyrics
Nas Lyrics
"Affirmative Action Lyrics"
Warning Lyrics
It's a warning, that's as far as we go Save it for the jury 'Cause I dont care anymore You're not even worthy It's a warning, that's as far as we go I dont even know you I dont even want to know 'Cause I think you're mental
It's a warning, that's as far as we go Save it for the jury 'Cause I dont care anymore You're not even worthy It's a warning, that's as far as we go I dont even know you I dont even want to know 'Cause I think you're mental
Intro: AZ
This is what... this what they want huh?
This is what it's all about..
What? Time to take Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, youknowImean?
Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man
Yknahmean?
Niggaz don't understand the four devils:
Lust.. Envy.. Hate.. Jealousy
Wicked niggaz man
[AZ the Visualiza]
Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac
And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat
Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape
The Corleone, fettucini Capone
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black
[Cormega]
Criminal thoughts
Go Tell It On The Mountain Lyrics
Mike Stewart Chorus: Go tell it on the mountains over the hills and ev'rywhere and you can go (go) tell it on the mountain, Jesus Christ was born. Down in a lowly manger, Jesus Christ was born and the Lord sent down salvation that blesses Christmas morn, You can go upon the mountain, dwell both night and day. You can ask the Lord to help you and He'll show you the way. (Chorus) You may be a watchman upon the city wall and if I am a Christian, if I'm the last to fall You can go tell it on th
in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new bossMike Stewart Chorus: Go tell it on the mountains over the hills and ev'rywhere and you can go (go) tell it on the mountain, Jesus Christ was born. Down in a lowly manger, Jesus Christ was born and the Lord sent down salvation that blesses Christmas morn, You can go upon the mountain, dwell both night and day. You can ask the Lord to help you and He'll show you the way. (Chorus) You may be a watchman upon the city wall and if I am a Christian, if I'm the last to fall You can go tell it on th
That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on
the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo my people from Medina they will see you
when you re-up on your heater all your cream go betweeen us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip
I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turnin niggaz to fiends
U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy
with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it
[Nas]
Yo, my mind is seein through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sippin on crushed grapes, we lust papes
and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickenin, he just finished biddin upstate
And now the projects, is talkin that somebody gotta die shit
It's
Gimme Back My Bullets Lyrics
Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed Well I've seen the hard times and the pressure's been on me But I keep on workin' like the workin' man do And I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you (chorus) Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back my bullets Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around But I'm l
logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my cliqueLife is so strange when its changin', yes indeed Well I've seen the hard times and the pressure's been on me But I keep on workin' like the workin' man do And I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you (chorus) Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back my bullets Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around But I'm l
My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me
"Life's a Bitch," but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meetin Foxy at Demars
Movin cars, your top papi Senor Escobar
[Foxy Brown]
In the black Camaro
Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the apparel
Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multimillions
in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
He money bags got Moet, Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team we shittin hard like Czar
Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar
I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Carolina Hebrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sittin on top of fifty gr
Class War 2000 Lyrics
Emancipating mistrust a western institution now I guess it's up to us it's time for revolution trickle-down poverty reduction of the middle class systematic break down don't know why it happened so fast we've got to fight back we've got to reclaim our lives and destroy their sick power structure they've kept us down too long with their greed and ignorance they'll tell you that there's nothing wrong we ignore the obvious Reaganomic backlash as we struggle to survive we spend billions on destru
and in the Nautica Van, uhh!Emancipating mistrust a western institution now I guess it's up to us it's time for revolution trickle-down poverty reduction of the middle class systematic break down don't know why it happened so fast we've got to fight back we've got to reclaim our lives and destroy their sick power structure they've kept us down too long with their greed and ignorance they'll tell you that there's nothing wrong we ignore the obvious Reaganomic backlash as we struggle to survive we spend billions on destru
We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy
The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke
Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke
Raw though, an ounce mixed wit leak that's pure though
Flippin the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar
Was mad dripper, he had a fuckin villa in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringin through
So let's see, if we flip this other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key
The Firm baby, volume one uhh..