Lyrics:
niggas?
What we talkin' 'bout niggas?
This is Nas, what, Nas
What, nasty, what, recollect, fucker
At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin' in public
It's sho hot in this place I think I'm about to faint
So baby
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha drank (Do It) [x2]
My pocket is full
Check that soul in
Tape is rollin'
Black don't crack
Where the party at?
Stax, jumpback
Wax them tracks
Barkays cut it live
Like 45s
Strong
nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, sittin' on chrome
That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
My whole crew lives illegal
Strapped with
that's the way it is
And little do they know daddy also sheds tears
Cause he don't know what to do
Be a father to his child, or run with a crew
reached up in time (im a superstar)
stand up, step back and take a look
is this really whut I had in mind? (i don't really think so)
I guessed them goals
on in ya
If I was fucking you right about now
You'd have a dick stuck in you (yeah)
Have to go brag to your fucking crew
On how this rap nigga dick
discriminate, beat dudes black and blue
Snack on crews like they food, takin' space up on my dinner plate
Dependin' on my mental state, the mood that I'm in
ya'll
To all the players who made this possible
Thank you very much yeah, the check's in the mail
To Kelly Vargas for steppin' in there, makin' it
be asking you, "Who is more dramatical?"
This one or that one, the white one or the black one
Pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one
KRS-One
black out
Even white lives matter when I black out
Bucket of black paint in front the White House, nigga
(Yeah! Yeah!) I hope I'm in Obama's iPod
fuckin' mix
You get me upset, and I got you uptight
'Cause my committee's in your city tonight, a'ight?
We got seventeen million of us, plus two million
Kenny Parker on the
mix!
[Special K]
Yes yes I'm Special K
On New York's Two show on WBDP
This is the brand new one by KRS-One
out
Even white lives matter when I black out
Bucket of black paint in-front the white house nigga
(Yeah! Yeah!)
I hope I'm in Obama's iPod
Yeah,
to dust, then dust to ashes
Nowadays it's who pull out the fastest, imagine this
rap shit without this gat shit, or the phony cat
in black talkin bout
Cause in this world we live together but divided by a chalk line
You wanted to hear my life story well I told you
Maybe there's answers to my question in
they are not what they present theyself to be
It completes the cipher, you know what I'm saying?
It's also about to the black child which is the best
motherfuckers
Niggas know the deal
Niggas know who the Don is
Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one
Peep game, uhh, what, what
Out of this world
Yo check it out, we gonna do it like this for the '93 flava
Know what I'm saying? Letting you know this is Organized
We got the crew in the house
I'm allowed to fuck up whenever I want (pass that shit)
Whenever I want in this bitch (This the Outhouse)
Come on, yeah
(Yeah) Outsidaz
What up,
not Ray-Bans, I got this drip from Rih Rih
I ain't even go in my savings, my money older than Ricky
Why the fuck these niggas hatin'? (Why?) These
in my pursuit of happiness
I'm so glad, to get to the point of havin' this
opportunity, for you and me to pass it on
Two years ago, I thought it'd
and the enemy is one time
I ain't gotta tell you
It's right in front of your eyes
[Chorus x2]
We rep the QBC, nigga rep yours it's all love
Milli stacked
I tell you what black, here's the issue
It's a package deal, you rob me, you take this message
Along with that, I ain't your average cat
Fuck
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