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Loco-Motive

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  • 42nd street terminal
    Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it
    My religion is reefer
    Big money in most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with
    My visions are realistic, nothing’s figurative
    I can wish it into existence, God want this ***** to live
    Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who bled
    Who we stomp-kicked in the head and who we left for dead
    Who are you *****s? Why argue *****s?
    The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on *****s
    They wait a lifetime, they tell they hoes, “Nas thisdid ”
    Pointin’ to they scars like, “Right here, baby, really Nas did this”
    Like a badge of honor, not braggin’ I’m just honest
    War stories we tell them, nothin’s realer than karma
    Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition whiskey
    Rap Jack Demsey, Matt Black Bentley, pimply
    Shatterin’ your silence, pass around the chalice
    Due to my Indian ancestry at the ***** dispensery
    Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle with
    ***** your ice, I rock rubies, amethyst
    I ***** your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous
    This for my bad hood *****es, ghetto glamorous
    Yo, what we talkin’ ’bout *****s?
    What we talkin’ ’bout *****s?
    This is Nas, what, Nas
    What, Nasty, what, recollect,
    At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin’ in public housin’
    Integrity in tact, reppin’ hard
    They askin’ how he disappear and reappear back on top
    Sayin’, “Nas must have naked pictures of God or somethin’”
    To keep winnin’ is my way like Francis
    As long as m Ibreathin’’, I’ll take chances
    A soldier comin’ home, twenty years old with no legs
    Sayin’ there’s no sense to cry and complain, just go ‘head
    So much to write and say, yo I don’t know where to start
    So I’ll begin with the basics and flow from the heart
    I know you think my life is good cause my diamond piece
    But my life been good since I started finding peace
    I shouldn’t even be smilin’, I should be angry and depressed
    I been rich longer than I been broke, I confess
    I started out broke, got rich, lost paper then made it back
    Like Trump bein’ up down up, play with cash
    My *****’s like a locomotive
    Nas, we push it, mush ‘em
    Queen*****ridge to Bushwick
    Harlem, Bronx, all that
    You ainbe ’out t hereeven supposed to
    You know where you at?
    At night, New York, eat a slice too hot
    Use my tongue to tear the skin hangin’ from the roof of my mouth
    *******t was Falicimo, melted pot, city sweltering hot
    Staggerin’ drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
    I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
    Reachin’, soon as I heard them iron wheels screechin’
    When it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught
    Toker man safe behind a locked door for sure
    Minor theif *******t, minor league *******t, beastin’
    Lookin’ for the young, but now we older chiefin’
    In my truck, play The Greatest Adventures of Slick Rick
    Buggin’ on how his imagination was so sick
    It’s ghetto beef, sinister *****s snicker through yellow teeth
    Alchohol agin’ my *****s faster than felonies
    How dare I? Must be, somethin’ in the air that corrupts me
    Look at my upkeep, owned and sublease
    I’m here ya'll
    This for my trapped in the 90′s *****s
    For my trapped in the 90′s *****s
    Ha, for ya'll *****s
  • [00:03.180]42nd street terminal
    [00:27.600]Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it
    [00:32.910]My religion is reefer
    [00:34.030]Big money in most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with
    [00:36.770]My visions are realistic, nothing’s figurative
    [00:39.460]I can wish it into existence, God want this ***** to live
    [00:42.070]Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who bled
    [00:45.010]Who we stomp-kicked in the head and who we left for dead
    [00:47.690]Who are you *****s? Why argue *****s?
    [00:50.240]The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on *****s
    [00:52.920]They wait a lifetime, they tell they hoes, “Nas thisdid ”
    [00:55.850]Pointin’ to they scars like, “Right here, baby, really Nas did this”
    [00:58.970]Like a badge of honor, not braggin’ I’m just honest
    [01:01.720]War stories we tell them, nothin’s realer than karma
    [01:03.960]Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition whiskey
    [01:06.340]Rap Jack Demsey, Matt Black Bentley, pimply
    [01:09.770]Shatterin’ your silence, pass around the chalice
    [01:12.830]Due to my Indian ancestry at the ***** dispensery
    [01:15.010]Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle with
    [01:17.820]***** your ice, I rock rubies, amethyst
    [01:19.570]I ***** your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous
    [01:23.020]This for my bad hood *****es, ghetto glamorous
    [01:25.940]Yo, what we talkin’ ’bout *****s?
    [01:28.930]What we talkin’ ’bout *****s?
    [01:30.920]This is Nas, what, Nas
    [01:33.610]What, Nasty, what, recollect,
    [01:36.110]At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin’ in public housin’
    [01:39.480]Integrity in tact, reppin’ hard
    [01:41.540]They askin’ how he disappear and reappear back on top
    [01:44.090]Sayin’, “Nas must have naked pictures of God or somethin’”
    [01:47.710]To keep winnin’ is my way like Francis
    [01:49.650]As long as m Ibreathin’’, I’ll take chances
    [01:51.780]A soldier comin’ home, twenty years old with no legs
    [01:54.580]Sayin’ there’s no sense to cry and complain, just go ‘head
    [01:57.450]So much to write and say, yo I don’t know where to start
    [02:00.130]So I’ll begin with the basics and flow from the heart
    [02:02.380]I know you think my life is good cause my diamond piece
    [02:04.570]But my life been good since I started finding peace
    [02:07.000]I shouldn’t even be smilin’, I should be angry and depressed
    [02:10.360]I been rich longer than I been broke, I confess
    [02:12.920]I started out broke, got rich, lost paper then made it back
    [02:16.670]Like Trump bein’ up down up, play with cash
    [02:19.970]My *****’s like a locomotive
    [02:22.710]Nas, we push it, mush ‘em
    [02:27.020]Queen*****ridge to Bushwick
    [02:28.270]Harlem, Bronx, all that
    [02:33.950]You ainbe ’out t hereeven supposed to
    [02:34.660]You know where you at?
    [02:35.850]At night, New York, eat a slice too hot
    [02:37.910]Use my tongue to tear the skin hangin’ from the roof of my mouth
    [02:40.960]*******t was Falicimo, melted pot, city sweltering hot
    [02:43.580]Staggerin’ drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
    [02:45.950]I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
    [02:48.890]Reachin’, soon as I heard them iron wheels screechin’
    [02:52.010]When it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught
    [02:54.370]Toker man safe behind a locked door for sure
    [02:57.000]Minor theif *******t, minor league *******t, beastin’
    [02:59.490]Lookin’ for the young, but now we older chiefin’
    [03:02.370]In my truck, play The Greatest Adventures of Slick Rick
    [03:04.540]Buggin’ on how his imagination was so sick
    [03:07.360]It’s ghetto beef, sinister *****s snicker through yellow teeth
    [03:10.340]Alchohol agin’ my *****s faster than felonies
    [03:13.410]How dare I? Must be, somethin’ in the air that corrupts me
    [03:16.590]Look at my upkeep, owned and sublease
    [03:18.230]I’m here ya'll
    [03:20.290]This for my trapped in the 90′s *****s
    [03:23.660]For my trapped in the 90′s *****s
    [03:26.240]Ha, for ya'll *****s