[Talking: Nas] Yo... it's like waking up from a bad dream Just to figure out you weren't dreaming in the first place [Verse 1:] If all I saw was gangsters
They forgot us on the block Got us in the box Solitary confinement How violent are these cops? They need an early retirement How many rallies will I
(feat. Busta Rhymes) [Intro: NaS] Uh, lo lo jaw What I'm gonna do? (What I'm gonna do?) Uh, shh, lo lo jaw Ehahaha Shit is all true [Verse 1: NaS]
with it But Newsweek article startled big wigs They said, Nas, why is he trying it? My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning Forgetting - Nas
(feat. Chris Brown & The Game) Lace the nations don't have it A hatred addict I need faces mad with frowns When I'm around Or I'm wasting the fabric
[Chorus:] They say we N ? I - Double G ? E ? R We - are - much more, Still we choose to ignore, The obvious. Man this history don't acknowledge us, We
[Chorus:] And America ya never be free Middle fingers up, fuck the police Damn, can't a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) Bravehearts still
This is my openin scripture - I've been preparin this album my whole life, might be uncomfortable for most you listeners Satin's bombardin me with propositions
It is absolutely silly and unproductive to have a funeral for the word nigger when the actions continue we need to have a movement to resurrect brothers
tell him how he got here. Mama was just having fun with someone above her years. Niggas is still hating. Talking that Nas done fell off with rhyming,
s-it's on the islands, it's on the continent, it's here: it's everywhere! And this is, if you will, a WAR - An all out assault by... [Verse 1: NaS] The
Ah yeah, what's happening, Mami How ya doin' Baby. Oh you lookin kinda good and everything, I see you with those stilhettos baby. Ah, check this out,
[Verse 1:] I just burnt my american flag And sent 3 cracker nazis to hell and I'm sad Ugh I'm loadin teffs in my mag To send these redneck biggots some
No revolutionary gets old Or so I'm told You're left full of bullet-holes When you tell the people go free Oh, it's a matter of days before they try
see it in the weather Out of tune with mama nature What you do comes back to you We're not alone [x4] [Verse 1: Nas] Confucius, Confucius Sigmund Freud
[Verse 1:] Find a room to lock yourself in and close the door It's some heavy concepts that we gotta explore We gotta strip the word down rugged and
(feat. Eban Thomas of The Stylistics & The Last Poets) From Willie Lynch to Willie Hutch Right on We superfly Made Gucci this shit, Louie too Suits
