Nas - Horrorglyphics lyrics

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Nas - Horrorglyphics lyrics

[Nas]: Yo I'm rich, black The 6, the Lac The Phantom, the strap, stay on my lap I'm a hustler, ganja puffer, iron tucker I get ripped in the afternoon before kids get out of school They say, "Nas, they f**ed up." I'm up early, acting a fool Driving D.C. with drive-bys on Lincoln's statue Hire my meetings Leave the weed sit in the board rooms Stick up men in black fishermen hats is my goons [Sha Stimuli]: I'm stronger than typhoons Get your hands up like high noon Rap like I'm ready to die soon But I don't advise you to try duke Look at how I move I spit sh** sicker than swine flu Since I was 5"2', the 2-5 side on my side, true Story, if it's war I will find you I gotta remind you, you can wind up with peoples behind you They catch you copping extra ketchup right at the drive-thru Nas! [Nas]: It's cool to love to win but it's better to hate to lose There's only one me, 100,000 yous You lose money chasing women, never lose women chasing money n***as is paid, plus the wolves is hungry Morgues full of dead n***as who was taking money Morgues full of n***as with the last sh** they ate in they stomach Spinach and steak Gortex boot prints still in they face It's still in they space when you visit his wake [Sha Stimuli]: This ain't a debate But we forth and back like some soldier's strapped Set to take you off the map This is more talk than rap I'm in the almanac for k**ing and a**aulting tracks Caught some flack for mimicking Jesus Guess I was wrong for that [Nas]: Rare n***a, I'ma wonder Your best success is my worst blunder Feds tapped the number Jewelry Jacqueline Ona**is could appreciate We two alleviate the pain, Eddie Cane Richard Fire, pinky rings [Sha Stimuli]: The Five Heartbeats in one heart Like I got the pain of Donald Peeping his girl and his brother, standing in rain I don't do it for the fame I don't do it for the game I do it, just for the music and you and I are the same Got a trailer load of top models I don't got to thank 'em Shabba Ranks mixed with Tyra Banks Give a lot of thanks, damn I started slow now my boot is on the gas Any problems, I'm a trucker yo, I shoot before I pa**, get it? [Nas]: Watch your conduct n***a Throw parties for my n***a's that living You guessed it Models, y'all keep 'em if they anorexic Love 'em but can't trust 'em Hate 'em but won't bust 'em Cake in his savings, spinning, wasting is like a custom [Sha Stimuli]: I wonder why they got my people's as puppets Doing records with no message, we jiving and shucking And the children get affected, they dying for nothing I made a promise dawg, that I'll give them something I can't lose [Nas]: Tats of horrorglyphics Lipstick on a collar I got more to lose than you do, but I'm a rider When did the rules change? Y'all living trendy on pennies Meeting deadlines with ease, no gain You fire, I'm butane Favorite Tims, ostrich belts These be the times that I surprise myself My n***as looking like black crows at packed shows The Don boy stay pristine like I'm still 17 [Sha Stimuli]: Still, quest for cream Still stay high as mezzanines Used to smoke the evergreen Used to guzzle Hennessy Used to have empathy Now all I got is memories And they don't live like people do Guns don't k**, people do Follow me, I'll see you through God Son, give me your sins Damn those comparisons, I did it again I'm a Beast when I speak I got blue fur Brink rhyming this way, it's best to just U-Turn I'm making up new words I Stimulize, ladies rip the package The greatest of the rappers, we don't play 'em, we don't practice Upfront money, never pay me on the back end Feds Savion Tapping my phone, leave me alone I'm shy/sha, Stimuli How you gonna criticize? Stupid I epitomize what it is to live and die And come back and live again Told you I can ? Turn 'em into blessings I'm the motherf**ing freshest