Tytuł: The Cross

• Wykonawca: Nas
• Wyświetleń: 249

[Chorus 2X: Nas]
  I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
  I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
  Had to bring it back to New York
  I'm happy that the streets is back in New York
  For you rappers, I carry the cross
  
  [Nas]
  Y'all can keep y'all weak beats, from your corny producers
  There's a new king of the streets, you're gonna get used to
  I was the old king of the streets, that y'all once hated
  But now I reinvented myself, and y'all all waited
  NAS, N.A.S. mean Niggaz Against Society
  Noisy I aim not silently, noose all surroundin me
  I hang 'em I string 'em up ain't no thing I just drop 'em
  to which doctor you copped and you locked and it ain't what it was
  I changed it up from that pop shit it's hard to see R&B
  rappers arguably, started fuckin up the game horribly
  Cause, I parted the sea, then these novices targetted me
  Bitches infatuated say they love me lyin to me
  What I've discovered is my brother's tryin to be
  the next me, yeah I support him but he's blinded I see
  jealousy he love me to death am I buggin I love him for life
  We both still mournin on our mother's, life
  And I don't need much but a Dutch, a bitch to fuck
  A six, a truck, some guns to bust
  I wish it was that simple, the last emperor, hit yo' ass
  with the Nasty Nas, diary, get out my path
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Nas]
  I can't keep a bitch cause none of them come up for a little less
  I can't be too rich, too many hoes, lined up for sex
  I can't rest until my niggaz in houses with pretty maids
  Water and flowers in 'em
  While my niggaz walk around in they trousers grinnin
  Gotta keep a lot of heat; 30 cals 10 millimeters
  40 cals plus the heckler, to set y'all straight
  You too light? I shoot your freckles out
  You too dark? The infrared show you what the tec about
  Huh? I'm stressin out, need more offices for bosses
  Secretaries and meetings with big sharks, who mad greedy
  We can sell mo', boats on the coast
  Give, coats to the po' and give, hope to the broke then live low
  But that ain't reality, I look happy but under the sky
  You see a nigga who know, out of three women 2 out of 3
  will love you but lead you to they own, hidden evil
  BITCH! You the reason niggaz be beefin, hoe get on
  'Posed to be Earth, ain't worth the pussy that you sit on
  From here on, it's a new day
  Million dollars ain't, what it was yesterday
  Many problems, many niggaz, most involved but they fake
  Hope y'all relate
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Nas] I carry the cross