the part CHORUS Ooo don't you send that information my way I've had a blow-out on the information highway 'Cause I'm not Sigmund Freud I'm not
Silverback Orangutangs You can't stop the train Who wants some? Don't come unprepared I'll be there, but when I leave there Better be a household name
stupid, but I got far from twenty-six bars To ten LP's, what can him tell me? Of them? Of y'all? I'm Nas on a track that's unorthodox Like my life coulda
been stupid, but I got far from twenty-six BARS To ten LP's, what can him tell me? Of them? Of y'all? I'M NAS, on a track that's unorthodox Like my life
, brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you I bet you don't think I know no better but sanging the blues Oh but brother have I got news for you, I'm something
don't work, you don't eat, need I say more? Cause I'm a kick my rhymes in abundant while you stay poor Since I was 14 I raised myself I built a roof over
'all, Scooby Doo y'all A Scooby Doo y'all, a Scooby doobie doo y'all Six rollin' up and now he's really baffled Brother's thinkin' damn, I never got
I'm about to rob the entire gospel choir And I ain't askin no questions Whoever don't reply, I'm sendin em hollow point blessings Cause I was told at
aight When the mic, check counts my amount is cash I don?t shoot out, I get that loot out ?cause I?m fresh Hit you with the gold front rim with diamond
As I commence to lock and load a fresh cantaloupe Yo, I'm illin', I'm slingin' melons like the felons are slangin' dope sacks So max but I wouldn't stand
Tommy dick'll blow y'all ass to pieces I love fuckin with y'all I got the George Jeff walk Look how I dance, favorful robes, bows and all sorts Hold on
me is you waitin' Sweet as carrot cake, fakin' plus you don't eat turkey bacon I don't get down like that, I don't get down neither Cuban Lin'x skeezer
Activate the mind, I'm a light that taught Don't wait for prime time, the fight is off Witness the king Chorus x2 [Killah Priest] Come on I bet ya'
the law" And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record What's a nigga gotta do to get respected? Sometimes I think I'm getting tested And if I don't
and a lucky girl I don't want no nasty girl I don't want no nasty girl She's a good girl, I love her for that She got mad dough, I love her for that
ain't havin' it If I don't hurry up an' get me some ass I might bust this nut on your TV glass Anyway I'm workin' on my brand new shit A brand new group
me how you femmes feel I'm in the Cadillac, drivin' in a drop top People don't know my style, watch when they heads bop I'm on the highway, girls pull
