Currently No Video Available
Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
[AZ]
Yea, back off vacation
Time to send y'all pros on a permanent vacation though

Check my track record, respect is my black Lexus
Expect me to act reckless, I'm rich and I'm ass naked
A mink with half leopard, my drinks and my glass separate
I roll and I'm half breathless, just stroll through my last message
Like...niggaz can't be serious
Never that leery shit, shit I'm mysterious
Move mystique on 'em, the doses increase on 'em
You ghost if you sleep on 'em
No joke when my peeps stormin
The cars they come in heavy
The God of the Serengeti
I charge with a large machete
And carve through ya starvin belly
Like...you shoulda known I was serious
Still the prettiest, point blank period

[Nas]
Feedin while alligators on swamps, got miles and acres
No comp, whether it's freestyle, or written down on papers
So far, I've been down from maybe, a decade, I'm still the raw-rest
Plus, suede, and ferragamo's, cause the made jury's on us
Garments fly apartments, they buggin say Nastradamus
Just wasn't one of my hardest, sold over a mil regardless
Chill with them hard looks, I spark clips
If you blood, or Muslim, 5 percent God, or crip

[AZ]
Yea, ok

Guns in the glove compartment
I'm dapper but love the nonsense
The rappin up of my conscience
I'm strapped when I come to conscious
Attack with a hundred monsters
They black and they runnin bonkers
We back and we come to conquer

[Nas]
To master the fucking genre
Like, niggaz can't be serious
Still the grittiest, point blank period
Flow tight as a midget's closet
As tight as a prison block is
No sight of po-lice, when we riot
Fightin the system, fired
Be quiet, when I'm approaching
Get tired, jump out the roses
Sip Meyer's Rum out in open
I'm smokin that hydro, choking
I'm scopin, my eyes are on you
Don't reach cause I tried to warn you
No street corner Nas won't come to
To bomb you, 4 5's will harm you
Eccentric, I'm live but calm too
Cordial, but crazy cautious
Roll through with some crazy gorgeous
Hoes, bodies like lady horses
Like, my whole stampede serious
Ya'll niggaz is funny like Eddie Murphy's "Delirious"

Sped up or real slow, never neo-soul
Hip-Hop only rockin with homey, we Co-D's
Nas not no Hives, or Coldplay
If there was an old days, we pioneered it
Anthony Cruz, Nasir Jones shit, very serious
[AZ]   Yea, back off vacation   Time to send y'all pros on a permanent vacation though      Check my track record, respect is my black Lexus   Expect me to act reckless, I'm rich and I'm ass naked   A mink with half leopard, my drinks and my glass separate   I roll and I'm half breathless, just stroll through my last message   Like...niggaz can't be serious   Never that leery shit, shit I'm mysterious   Move mystique on 'em, the doses increase on 'em   You ghost if you sleep on 'em   No joke when my peeps stormin   The cars they come in heavy   The God of the Serengeti   I charge with a large machete   And carve through ya starvin belly   Like...you shoulda known I was serious   Still the prettiest, point blank period      [Nas]   Feedin while alligators on swamps, got miles and acres   No comp, whether it's freestyle, or written down on papers   So far, I've been down from maybe, a decade, I'm still the raw-rest   Plus, suede, and ferragamo's, cause the made jury's on us   Garments fly apartments, they buggin say Nastradamus   Just wasn't one of my hardest, sold over a mil regardless   Chill with them hard looks, I spark clips   If you blood, or Muslim, 5 percent God, or crip      [AZ]   Yea, ok      Guns in the glove compartment   I'm dapper but love the nonsense   The rappin up of my conscience   I'm strapped when I come to conscious   Attack with a hundred monsters   They black and they runnin bonkers   We back and we come to conquer      [Nas]   To master the fucking genre   Like, niggaz can't be serious   Still the grittiest, point blank period   Flow tight as a midget's closet   As tight as a prison block is   No sight of po-lice, when we riot   Fightin the system, fired   Be quiet, when I'm approaching   Get tired, jump out the roses   Sip Meyer's Rum out in open   I'm smokin that hydro, choking   I'm scopin, my eyes are on you   Don't reach cause I tried to warn you   No street corner Nas won't come to   To bomb you, 4 5's will harm you   Eccentric, I'm live but calm too   Cordial, but crazy cautious   Roll through with some crazy gorgeous   Hoes, bodies like lady horses   Like, my whole stampede serious   Ya'll niggaz is funny like Eddie Murphy's "Delirious"      Sped up or real slow, never neo-soul   Hip-Hop only rockin with homey, we Co-D's   Nas not no Hives, or Coldplay   If there was an old days, we pioneered it   Anthony Cruz, Nasir Jones shit, very serious
 
RELATED SONGS
RELATED ARTICLES