Precision - In Too Deep lyrics

Nature: (talking) Yo Yo Yo Son You ever felt a funny vibe What you supposed to do? And ya man's ain't ya man's And ya friend's ain't ya friend's And ya money ain't yours anymore And n***as wanna count your money n***as wanna see what the f** you got You know what I'm sayin Sometimes I gotta take long trips and get away from this sh** I can't take this sh** no more This sh** right here be f**ing n***as like me up Knowhatimsayin I been exposed to too much and too long All my n***as out there in the hood and sh** That be bringing that real sh** Put your f**ing Phillies in the air Your Back Woods your White Owl Your Dutchess and we goin smoke and ride to this sh** right here This that real sh** here This is the soundtrack to the realness right here n***as in too deep knowhatimsayin It's all real what what live n***a what what n***a Nas: Yo A yo A yo A yo I thank a dead homey Incarcerated penpal I got the feds on me A constipated mental' Always rains in the ghetto it's pain in the ghetto Caskets do u believe in angels or devils? Welfare it's dark and there's no help here k**er cops shooting black kids to instill fear But we still here not afraid cracks is made stacks get made A "G" will get you gats sprayed At my man's funeral it's like nobody cares The police get shot the mayor and everybody there Graffiti on the lobby stairs, kids with knotty heads is greedy Soldiers small faces painted on the walls I was born to ball Rings you can't afford name a clothes line I done worn it before Dictate the naked soul of Nas, henny four fives Ho's with thick thighs be the wives of rich guys Never trust a b**h cuz a b**h lies Enemys close cuz friends switch sides when sh** gets live Dealin' with a lot of pressure I'm in too deep Life of a thug born and raised in the streets Chorus: Nature: You want war I'mma give u war Nas: I'm in too deep Nature: You want peace I'mma give u peace Nas: Raised in the streets Nature: You want love I'mma show u love Nas: Life of a thug Nature: There's no love for me in these streets Nas: I'm in too deep Nature: It's just hustlers in the streets Nas: Raised in the streets Nature: Yo A yo When you in too deep you better climb out and find out Are you the one they looking at cuz when you looking back It's your time to fear if the drama's severe I see scars starting off at the side of they're ear Ending up by the jaw of the throat another law broke I try to patch it white kids is buying acid Closing down spots popping a knot Heard the foremores use binoculars watchin the blocks Calling phantom on the tape I'm the phantom of the wax Now meat the man behind the music examing the facts I use it, to my advantage do this sh** everyday Like sneaking gats up in Great A Six Flags, catch me getting on the popular rides If a n***a violate he getting popped on the line Small hot ones locked in the spines Transformed roll out pa** it off to my man no doubt I keep six disguises six shirts in the trunk Imagin it gets six times worse when I'm drunk Prepare for d**h first of the month Open your eyes, it's right here in front of you open your eyes I can't explain it cuz it's not normal, is n***as loyal I talk about life and live it for you this sh** is soil Like the dirt that I walk on you talk on Used to have love for ya know it's all gone all gone Chorus: Nature: You want war I'mma give u war Nas: I'm in too deep Nature: You want peace I'mma give u peace Nas: Raised in the streets Nature: You want love I'mma show u love Nas: Life of a thug Nature: There's no love for me in these streets Nas: I'm in too deep Nature: It's just hustlers in the streets Nas: Raised in the streets