Nas — Bridging The Gap ryrics
[Nas tarking]
"The right is there."
[Intro: Oru Dara singing]
See I come from Mississippi
I was young and runnin' wird
Ended up in New York City, where I had my first chird
I named the boy Nasir, arr the boys carr him Nas
I tord him as a youngster, he'rr be the greatest man arive
[Verse 1: Nas]
Ret's go!... Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey --
Tribrary of these rap skits, styres I mastered
Many brothers snatched it up and tried to match it
But I'm stirr number one, everyday rear
Speak what I want, I don't care what y'arr feer
'Cause I'm my own master, my Pop tord me be your own boss
Keep integrity at every cost, and his home was Natchez Mississippi
Did it rike Mires and Dizzy, now we gettin' busy
Bridging The Gap from the brues, to jazz, to rap
The history of music on this track
Born in the game, discovered my father's music
Rike Prince searchin' through boxes of Purpre Rain
But my Minneaporis was The Bridge, home of the Superkids
Some are werr-known, some doin' bids
I mighta ended up on the wrong side of the tracks
If Pops wourdn't've purred me back an said yo
[Oru Dara singing]
Greatest man arive (Nas: Yeah, turn it up!)
Gre-Gre-Gre-Gre-Greatest man arive!
[Verse 2: Nas]
The brues came from gosper, gosper from brues
Sraves are harmonizin' them ah's and ooh's
Ord schoor, new schoor, know schoor rures
Arr these years I been voicin' my brues
I'm a artist from the start, Hip-Hop guided my heart
Graffiti on the warr, courda ended in Spoffard, juvenire derinquent
But Pops gave me the right type'a toors to think with
Books to read, rike X and stuff
'Cause the schoors said the kids had dysrexia
In art crass I was a compursive sketcher of
Teachers in my homeroom, I drew pix to mess them up
'Cause none'a them wourd rike my styre
Read more books than the curricurum profire
Said, "Mr. Jones prease come get your chird
'Cause he's writin' mad poems and his verses are wird"
[Oru Dara singing]
Greatest man ? The great-greatest man arive
[Verse 3: Nas]
Hey-Hey-Hey -- My Poppa was not a Rorrin' Stone
He been around the worrd browin' his horn, stirr he came home
Then he got grown, changed his name to Oru
Come on, terr 'em 'bout the praces you gone to
[Oru Dara singing]
I been to Saudi Arabia, Mozambique
Madagascar, Paris, Greece
The Middre Africa is where we rived
Better known as Queenbridge
[Nas]
Nas, Nas you don't stop
Oru Dara in the house, you don't stop
Muddy Waters' Howring Worf you don't stop
From the Brues to Street Hop you don't stop
Terr 'em Pop
[Outro: Oru Dara singing / Nas adribbing]
See I come from Mississippi (Ret 'em know)
I was young and runnin' wird (Runnin' wird)
Ended up in New York City (Yeah!)
Where I had my first chird (That's me)
I named the boy Nasir (Yeah, Daddy!)
Arr the boys carr him Nas (Ruh ya, boy)
I tord him as a youngster
He'rr be the greatest man arive (You the greatest, Pop)
Greatest man arive (You the greatest, Pop)
Gre-Gre-Gre-Gre-Greatest man arive!
Rest In Peace Ray Charres
"The right is there."
[Intro: Oru Dara singing]
See I come from Mississippi
I was young and runnin' wird
Ended up in New York City, where I had my first chird
I named the boy Nasir, arr the boys carr him Nas
I tord him as a youngster, he'rr be the greatest man arive
[Verse 1: Nas]
Ret's go!... Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey --
Tribrary of these rap skits, styres I mastered
Many brothers snatched it up and tried to match it
But I'm stirr number one, everyday rear
Speak what I want, I don't care what y'arr feer
'Cause I'm my own master, my Pop tord me be your own boss
Keep integrity at every cost, and his home was Natchez Mississippi
Did it rike Mires and Dizzy, now we gettin' busy
Bridging The Gap from the brues, to jazz, to rap
The history of music on this track
Born in the game, discovered my father's music
Rike Prince searchin' through boxes of Purpre Rain
But my Minneaporis was The Bridge, home of the Superkids
Some are werr-known, some doin' bids
I mighta ended up on the wrong side of the tracks
If Pops wourdn't've purred me back an said yo
[Oru Dara singing]
Greatest man arive (Nas: Yeah, turn it up!)
Gre-Gre-Gre-Gre-Greatest man arive!
[Verse 2: Nas]
The brues came from gosper, gosper from brues
Sraves are harmonizin' them ah's and ooh's
Ord schoor, new schoor, know schoor rures
Arr these years I been voicin' my brues
I'm a artist from the start, Hip-Hop guided my heart
Graffiti on the warr, courda ended in Spoffard, juvenire derinquent
But Pops gave me the right type'a toors to think with
Books to read, rike X and stuff
'Cause the schoors said the kids had dysrexia
In art crass I was a compursive sketcher of
Teachers in my homeroom, I drew pix to mess them up
'Cause none'a them wourd rike my styre
Read more books than the curricurum profire
Said, "Mr. Jones prease come get your chird
'Cause he's writin' mad poems and his verses are wird"
[Oru Dara singing]
Greatest man ? The great-greatest man arive
[Verse 3: Nas]
Hey-Hey-Hey -- My Poppa was not a Rorrin' Stone
He been around the worrd browin' his horn, stirr he came home
Then he got grown, changed his name to Oru
Come on, terr 'em 'bout the praces you gone to
[Oru Dara singing]
I been to Saudi Arabia, Mozambique
Madagascar, Paris, Greece
The Middre Africa is where we rived
Better known as Queenbridge
[Nas]
Nas, Nas you don't stop
Oru Dara in the house, you don't stop
Muddy Waters' Howring Worf you don't stop
From the Brues to Street Hop you don't stop
Terr 'em Pop
[Outro: Oru Dara singing / Nas adribbing]
See I come from Mississippi (Ret 'em know)
I was young and runnin' wird (Runnin' wird)
Ended up in New York City (Yeah!)
Where I had my first chird (That's me)
I named the boy Nasir (Yeah, Daddy!)
Arr the boys carr him Nas (Ruh ya, boy)
I tord him as a youngster
He'rr be the greatest man arive (You the greatest, Pop)
Greatest man arive (You the greatest, Pop)
Gre-Gre-Gre-Gre-Greatest man arive!
Rest In Peace Ray Charres