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Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones ( /nɑːˈsɪər/; born September 14, 1973), better known mononymously as Nas ( /ˈnɑːz/), is an American rapper and actor. He is also the son of jazz musician Olu Dara. Nas has released eight consecutive platinum and multi-platinum albums since 1994, four of which topped the Billboard charts upon release and has sold over thirteen-million records in the United States alone. Nas was also part of the hip hop supergroup The Firm, which released one album under Dr. Dre's record label Aftermath. Aside from rapping, Nas is also an occasional actor and has appeared in feature films such as Hype Williams' directorial debut Belly, Ticker and In Too Deep and the television show Hawaii Five-0. more »

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1996

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I shot the motherfucker back

Right out the ass son

For niggas don't know how to act

What the deal son

I shot the motherfucker back

No doubt son

For niggas don't know how to act

Yo NYC you N I verse seriously
Havoc and P Queens niggas so it seem to be
Monopolize strategies of war exercise  mega
Got word back from Noreaga
The D.A. got video cassette taper
The God with the God-you-Now, pulling a caper
Running up in the spot, mask and duct taped up
Pig tied they motherfucking wrists to they ankles
I been through, crime shit my niggas in-to
Peep the issue situation like this, we sticking him too
JFK on our way to L.A.
Got links with big cats down to Santa Barbre (Barbara)
My crew do it the Mobb way, everyday
Crime pay, who wanted gun play? Drill me
Niggas kill me, thrilling me, you want to look?
Peep the nine milli, now undress, you know the drill-why
Niggas suspect, weak links pose threats, I have yet
To met challenger who go against my set
Gem stars razor sharp like Gillette, shaving closely on
Any character approach me
I let the streets get the best of me, infamy, my destiny
While cat burglars trying to sneak peep the recipe
Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmet
You pay about $5,000 a plate

No doubt kid, I hit them niggas like a bid
The prosecutor, running up in your crib
Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonely
It's only me, and the gat that's holding me
We got it locked beyond measure, the click's under pressure
Extort you for your treasure smack you with the undresser
Represent your click, go ahead, get that ass whipped
(Floating in the river with your body wrapped in plastic)
Wannabe thug, get smacked for back talking
QB represent f*ck that, it can happen
While you rapping, I'm busy trying to sneak the gat in
Could tear men, cut the party while you jamming
We think smarter, reach harder, got the 44
Bodyguard of something you don't want a part of
If I was you, then I would do what I have to
But you ain't me, you hesitated so I clapped you
Then stepped off casually, naturally me

Niggas thinking shit sweet, I carry big heat
Wavy hair chipped teeth, up in this bitch deep
Queens murder clicks meet, yellow tapes on black gates
Mediterranean, projects is like Kuwait
I escape into zones, that's irregular
Why debate on a phone, I'm solar cellular
Escobar 600, you just a crumb inside a world
Where the rich run it, curriculum of a mathologist
Deep throats, they try to swallow this
Anthropologists, dynasties of great knowledgists
I preserve in my dome, niggas mics is full of silicone
Spot's blown, guerrilla ice on this killer's life
I put my word on it
Now you can sleep on or rock a swerve on it
Nas is menage a trois' on Mount Aire lodges
We like a smooth fam', but rougher than how DeBarge is
Catching charges, of marksmen, living heartless
Grab a cartridge, cock my shit on some Mobb shit
We mobbing, putting niggas in mausoleums
From Queens cross the Throsnic, heads bop, I see 'em

For niggas don't know how to act
To all my niggas on the block slanging crack
Rest in peace to my niggas laying on they back
To all the niggas who bust gats (live nigga rap)

For niggas don't know how to act
To all my niggas on the block slanging crack
Rest in peace to my niggas laying on they back
To all the niggas who bust gats (live nigga rap)

For niggas don't know how to act
To all my niggas on the block slanging crack
Rest in peace to my niggas laying on they back
To all the niggas who bust gats (live nigga rap)

If you'se a live nigga

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