Uh, 2000 G      Yo, I need an encore y'all, you should welcome me back   You wanna ball till you fall, I can help you with that   You want beef? I could let a **** melt in your hat   Cuz I'm a wild barbarian, too hard, I'm scarin' 'em      Century 21 solar eclipse   While you listenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc   Thelonius, my description is do-rags, pants sag down to my feet   AK is my heat, everyday in the street till I lay six feet      QB, PJs, and we playin' for keeps   Jewelry, cars and Jeeps is my motto   Four-fives with the hollows, **** on the nozzles   Pop bottles with those who left here      The best years, wearin' a ****proof vest years   The aim for the head and chest years   What's your name? Make your name known   For the next year's, better rep, yeah      Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus   Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus      Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus   Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus      I let y'all **** bang my **** before Saddam hits   The Nastrodamus tell us what time it is   I was the first one on that Don ****   First **** to sing a hook on some TJ Swan ****      Black ski masks up in the projects, camoulflage   Run up in your crib, tie up your ****   Weigh the bricks and we loco, so broke, brown **** won't sell   Spendin' your money on ****, smoke and hotels      Hood rats and **** wound up females   Got babies by hustlers and **** in jail   Slingin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips   Base heads, **** cab drivers just for a hit      A week later, sportin' Gators, gettin' thrills   Our honies wearin' Gucci high heels   She come to scoop me, I chill   Leave streets alone for a sec   Hit the sky bar, sunset, and the sex is so high-tech, uh      Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus   Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus      Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus   Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus      Now, lounge homeboy, you in the Godly zone   Rest in peace, Ill Will, now your name's in the throne   We gon' rep it the best that we can   Physically, you was killed by the weapons of man      But where you at now, you lamp laid in Mac's now   Where Bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name   You a legend   And they don't understand how you see over from Heaven   But that's another level, brethren      Tow G's, we got the type fam with type 11's   We do squeeze, thought it's not right   But that's the zone that we left in   Bentleys, Porches, DRJ watches      Sick with the bread, Lamborghini trucks topless   Laptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes   And we all roll dice, for each other's ice   And how does one guy multiply to more than five wise guys?   But only one man, only the mind's eyes, I can understand that I'm...      Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus   Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus      Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus   Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar   Now he is Nastrodamus      Ill Will   Nastrodamus   New LP for the 2G   Uh      Bravehearts   Nation   Big Things   Lucciano      Oh, the Lord again   M-O-B-B Deep   Zaire   Jungle   Raise hope