Nastradamus Lyrics by NAS

Nastradamus Lyrics

    [Nas]
    Uh, 2000 G

    Yo, I need an encore y'all, you should welcome me back
    You wanna ball till you fall, I can help you with that
    You want beef? I could let a slug melt in your hat
    Cuz I'm a wild barbarian, too hard, I'm scarin' 'em
    Century 21 solar eclipse
    While you listenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc
    Thelonius, my description is do-rags, pants sag down to my feet
    AK is my heat, everyday in the street till I lay six feet
    QB, PJs, and we playin' for keeps
    Jewelry, cars and Jeeps is my motto
    Four-fives with the hollows, silencers on the nozzles
    Pop bottles with those who left here
    The best years, wearin a bulletproof vest years
    The aim for the head and chest years
    What's your name? Make your name known
    For the next year's, better rep, yeah

    [1] - Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar
    Now he is Nastrodamus
    Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar
    Now he is Nastrodamus

    Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar
    Now he is Nastrodamus
    Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar
    Now he is Nastrodamus

    I let y'all niggas bang my shit before Saddam hits
    The Nastrodamus tell us what time it is
    I was the first one on that Don shit
    First nigga to sing a hook on some TJ Swan shit
    Black ski masks up in the projects, camoulflage, full clips
    Run up in your crib, tie up your bitch
    Weigh the bricks and we loco, so broke, brown coke won't sell
    Spendin' your money on weed, smoke and hotels
    Hood rats and bullet wound up females
    Got babies by hustlers and niggaz in jail
    Slingin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips
    Base heads, killed cab drivers just for a hit
    A week later, sportin' Gators, gettin' thrills
    Our honies wearin' Gucci high heels
    She come to scoop me, I chill
    Leave streets alone for a sec
    Hit the sky bar, sunset, and the sex is so high-tech
    Uh

    [Repeat 1]

    Now, lounge homeboy, you in the Godly zone
    Rest in peace, Ill Will, now your name's in the throne
    We gon' rep it the best that we can
    Physically, you was killed by the weapons of man
    But where you at now, you lamp laid in Mac's now
    Where Bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name, you a legend
    And they don't understand how you see over from heaven
    But that's another level, brethren
    Tow G's, we got the type fam with Mac 11's
    We do squeeze, thought it's not right
    But that's the zone that we left in
    Bentleys, Porches, DRJ watches
    Sick with the bread, Lamborghini trucks topless
    Laptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes
    And we all roll dice, for each other's ice
    And how does one guy multiply to more than five wise guys?
    But only one man, only the mind's eyes, can understand that I'm...

    [Repeat 1]

    Ill Will
    Nastrodamus
    New LP for the 2G
    Uh
    Bravehearts
    Nation
    Big Things
    Lucciano
    Oh, the Lord again
    M-O-B-B Deep
    Zaire
    Jungle
    Raise hope

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