Pistols On Your Album Cover (Explicit Ver.) Nas

Hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B Eyes blurry, sayin' goodbye at the cemetery I murder niggas on wax and forget where they buried This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B Or pistols on your album

Money Over Bullshit (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

sung from The Bridge to Astoria Dreams of fallin` in the elevator, passin` floors Suddenly stop, the doors open up to a brick wall I can smell the haters, wishful thinkers, bad luck prayers Picture your

Motion (Explicit Ver.) Nas

they wear the scent that seduce with embroidered ice The flesh a vessel, I'm not obsessed with death I manifest what's best, I'm ghetto tested, bless I'm havin' motion like an eighteen-wheeler out on

Abracadabra (Explicit Ver.) Nas

listen to Nas, don't listen to rap (Listen to rap) Spit on my platinum plaques, they probably spit on my grave, for real I split 'em like Puff and Ma$e for real 'cause I got a budget to waste, for

Roses (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

Just like a rose Everybody knows that you are so beautiful But I feel a thorn in my hide I should’ve known we can’t repair what we broke But I held you close Too close I should’ve left your roses at the

Black Magic (Explicit Ver.) Nas

upon these tricks (Uh) Yes, I'm kind of crazy since you niggas talking petty shit Uh, she havin' nightmares sleepin' next to me Wakin' up unexpectedly, maybe somebody hexin' me Questionin', blessings on

What This All Really Means (Explicit Ver.) Nas

I finally see See what it all mean Yeah The feelin' of the first time seein' your name on a flyer It just was yesterday, picture that on the day you retire And they still shocked and amazed, I made

Bokeem Woodbine (Explicit Ver.) Nas

is rockstar status, Neil Young with a bounce I know that make you uncomfortable and make you say, "Ouch" The snub nose like the Colombos and Bonannos Rum in the cup holder Hittin' bumps and spill on

Small World (Explicit Ver.) Nas

[Nas] See no evil.. fear no evil.. speak no evil.. hear no evil.. If you don't bring that shit around you You ain't got nuttin to worry about (uh-huh) Yeah (yeah, uh-huh) Knah-sayin?

Carry On Tradition (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

get rich Now get rich niggaz, fuck it [Verse 1: Nas] Some rap pioneers, be them crackheads When they speak, you see missin' teeth Silver chain with a silver piece Niggaz your grandfather's age

Play On Playa (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

[Nas - Verse 1] Uh, light somethin', stop frontin' how much money's enough, think maybe like a trillion' figures pray my daughter don't wild like them Hilton sisters, that'd kill me yo, filthy rich

Intro (Explicit Ver.) Nas

I am the Archbishop Don Magic JuanChairman of the Board of famous players everywhereThey talkin' about me, that's why I'm Hip-HopWhen they talk about the cars, I got one slick outsideWhen they talk...

Shine On (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

[Intro: Nas] Everybody wants Heaven but nobody wants dead Everybody wants Diamonds without the Bloodshed Everybody wants Heaven but nobody wants dead Everybody wants Diamonds without the Bloodshed

The Black Bond (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

I pull a string on the lamp that shit darkens I'm livin' in an elegant Moroccan apartment Proletarian chick sparkin' Convo weak and I don't really care for her jargon Balcony is windy lookin' at the stars

Black Republican (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

[Intro: Jay-Z & (Nas)] I know you can feel the magic baby Turn the motherfucking lights down Esco what's up? (What's up homey) I mean.. it's what you expected ain't it?

The N... (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

Still getting it and don't even love the doe Steel gripping it, you know that I tug the fo' Stay splifted cause you know that I love the dro Verse 2: NasThe style is taboo, the chain's offensive Brain on

Office Hours (feat. 50 Cent) (Explicit Ver.) Nas

thе hood that started the YERRR (YERRR) Go and check and do your rеsearch, I started the surge That big necklace shit After the '80s, after Rakim, I resurrected it Chest is lit, freezin', I'm polar

Who Killed It? (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

shanked Two-Face Al over some gal Found the body dead in the isles Death by strangulation Microphone cord, a dirty broad Guess they'll never play it again Sam Damn that was my jam Now she's on

Can't Forget About You (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

[Nas] There comes a day in your life when you wanna kick back Straw hat on the porch when you old perhaps Wanna gather your thoughts, have a cold one Brag, to your grandkids about how life is golden

Hold Down The Block (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

the block is hot I gotta use my imagination To change the situation I gotta hold down the block When the block is hot I gotta use my imagination To change the situation Yea, Feds feast on

You Can't Kill Me (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

You Can`t Kill Me (Album Ver. - Explicit) - Nas Yeah yeah yeah yeah y`all...

Earvin Magic Johnson (Explicit Ver.) Nas

On my Earvin Magic Johnson, I'm enterprising I keep it ghetto like the hood before they gentrified it I might burn this bitch down, Left Eye, Andre Rison I can't trust you built for cuban links unless

Slow it Down (Explicit Ver.) Nas

I need it every day Nas like the Nazca Lines, can only be seen from up high Only the true understand me but I see 'em as family I saw the shit when I was fourteen, I counted on it I was born a don with

Eyes Closed (Album Version (Explicit)) 2 Pistols

Ey, ey, ey, 2 pistols, ey, blood money, money By all means instead of 2 beat, call me Young triple beam, got fish scale, got oil base Lawyer paid up, just in case I catch a sell case Naw, I stuttin' them

Blunt Ashes (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

Yo, I want the Langston Hughes and Alex Haley got blazed before they told stories I'ma get blazed before I tell y'all stories I saw on tv today, this man lost his son, his son died So he had him

Not Going Back (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

[Nas] What nigga! What bitch-ass niggas! What! Babe, babe, start the car! 뭐야! 정말 계집애 같은 녀석! 뭐야! 이봐, 빨리 시동 걸어! [Kelis] Nasir, come on let's go! Get in the car now, let's go!

Death Before Dishonor (Album Version (Explicit)) 2 Pistols

2 Pistols, Mr.

New York (Remastered 2012) (Explicit Ver.) Sex Pistols

An imitation from New York You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk You're hippy tarts hero 'cause you put on a bad show You put on a bad show, oh, don't it show Still out on those pills Oh do you remember

Nas Is Like (Album Ver.) Nas

it was Nasty, but times have changed Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine Saw my close

Where Y'all At (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

[Nas] I slow dance with the Devil Snow setting in the bezzle Mo' sipping, phantom bumping Aaron Neville Polo black scented, eyes squinted Air Force One's, with my own patent in it Fresher than a star,

Where's The Love (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Cocaine 80s) Nas

medullas off of your shoulders This ain’t the Truman Show it’s the human show Ask the F B I agent at his cubicle Chewing on his pencil eraser with intents to erase you It’s U S A against the gangsta

Lookin Down on Em (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. BMU) 2 Pistols

(Intro, 2 Pistols) Yeahhh Young boss of the city nigga BMU, Deck, C-bo, J-Flame, Young Ski (Hook) I got the Chevy sittin right Rims shinin bright (Bitch I'm-Bitch I'm super fly) When I pull up to that

Revolutionary Warfare (Explicit Version) (Feat. Lake) Nas

[Nas] Uh, ghetto children singing "singing" [Nas] See they eager to learn "uh hum" [Nas] how to become the next world leaders "Bravehearts"!

That's My Word (intro) (Album Version (Explicit)) 2 Pistols

"Don't let his wrist game fool you You the deal, be my ghetto princess Need to leave him right where you found him Shawty you goin' be straight without him That's my word And if your man can't please

Project Roach (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. The Last Poets) Nas

We need to have a movement to resurrect brothers, and sisters Not a funeral for niggers 'Cause niggers - DON'T DIE [echoes] [Nas] Uh, yeah...

One Mic (Explicit) Nas

This is my hood I'ma rep, to the death of it 'til everybody come home, little niggaz is grown Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb, we need more warriors soon Sent from the star sun and the moon In

Been Throwin Money (Album Version (Explicit)) 2 Pistols

the man(ayy), see I never hesitate I'm quick to pop these rubberbands(ayy), bitch I been throwin money(ahh ahh), bitch I been throwin money (ahh ahh) (2x) [verse 1] Great scots its rainin ben franks, 2 pistols

From The Bottom (Album Version (Explicit)) 2 Pistols

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never goin' back Got my head to the sky and the city on my back Grindin', you know where you can

We're Not Alone (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Mykel) Nas

[Chorus: Mykel] Where there's life there is water We depend on mama nature There's a message for tomorrow Everything connects to you Some say soon it will be over You can see it in the weather Out

Hustlers (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. The Game, Marsha Ambrosius) Nas

Nas, he a QB-QB true G Do the history Way before The Firm, like back in the day Nas was the first New York nigga rappin' with Dre So of course I got a track to bring it back to your face

Pistols At Dawn (Explicit Ver.) Kasabian

Yeah, oh yeah This blade man can wait, dont leave them now This aggravation is heavy duty This blade man can wait, dont leave them now Youve got to slow down and see the beauty Straighten up, take your

Thief's Theme (Explicit) Nas

One, two Check, one, two One, two, who got more style, the son do {*rewind*} One, two Check, one, two One, two, who got more style, the son do Check, one, two [Verse 1] Yo I'm hot like 95 Fahrenheit On

2nd Childhood (Explicit) Nas

[Nas] Yeah, hahaha "Cause when I flow the for the street.." - ".. who else could it be" "Nas.."

Let's Ride (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. JA$) 2 Pistols

want to try me, leavin niggas soggy heated repeated the nina be hot as wasabbi feelin the fury of missouri sicker than ozzy laughin at playa haters gigglin like fozzie wocka wocka wocka the nina poppin your

Murder (Explicit Album Ver.) The Virgins

Shoot to kill Don’t injure me, no Stale sheet slips From her waist across her thighs She cast the die on your plans Chances on everything You take your life in your hands Wow murder the way

Where Are They Now (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

Red head kingpin, Tim Dogg? Have you seen 'em? Kwame, King T, or King Son Superlover C, Cassanova Run Antwoinette, Rob Base never showin' up You seen Black Sheep, Group Home, Busy B? Ask Ill a...

Money Over Bullshit Nas

tarot cards and bodyguards gettin' sprayed up Sabotagin' my makeup my watches get laced up Even if they indicted Jacob Forensics Paramedics carry cowards off Defibrillators shock to your chest try to

What Goes Around (Explicit) Nas

worse but we'll get through it Y'all, be strong [Verse Three] The China-men built the railroad, the Indians saved the Pilgrim And in return the Pilgrim killed 'em They call it it Thanksgiving, I call your

Richman (Explicit Album Ver.) 3OH!3

your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go, I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey Dj, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio

Hip Hop Is Dead (Album Ver. (Edited)) Nas

to every station wreck the DJ Hip hop just died this mornin' And she's dead Yeah people smoke chill party and die in the same corner Get cash live fast body their man's mama Quick fast trigger fingers on