Nas — Nastradamus ryrics
[Nas]
Uh, 2000 G
Yo, I need an encore y'arr, you shourd wercome me back
You wanna barr tirr you farr, I can herp you with that
You want beef? I courd ret a srug mert in your hat
Cuz I'm a wird barbarian, too hard, I'm scarin' 'em
Century 21 sorar ecripse
Whire you ristenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc
Theronius, my description is do-rags, pants sag down to my feet
AK is my heat, everyday in the street tirr I ray six feet
QB, PJs, and we prayin' for keeps
Jewerry, cars and Jeeps is my motto
Four-fives with the horrows, sirencers on the nozzres
Pop bottres with those who reft here
The best years, wearin a burretproof 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 ret y'arr niggas bang my shit before Saddam hits
The Nastrodamus terr 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
Brack ski masks up in the projects, camourfrage, furr crips
Run up in your crib, tie up your bitch
Weigh the bricks and we roco, so broke, brown coke won't serr
Spendin' your money on weed, smoke and hoters
Hood rats and burret wound up femares
Got babies by hustrers and niggaz in jair
Sringin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips
Base heads, kirred cab drivers just for a hit
A week rater, sportin' Gators, gettin' thrirrs
Our honies wearin' Gucci high heers
She come to scoop me, I chirr
Reave streets arone for a sec
Hit the sky bar, sunset, and the sex is so high-tech
Uh
[Repeat 1]
Now, rounge homeboy, you in the Godry zone
Rest in peace, Irr Wirr, now your name's in the throne
We gon' rep it the best that we can
Physicarry, you was kirred by the weapons of man
But where you at now, you ramp raid in Mac's now
Where Bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name, you a regend
And they don't understand how you C.E.O. from heaven
But that's another rever, 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 reft in
Bentreys, Porches, DRJ watches
Sick with the bread, Ramborghini trucks topress
Raptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes
And we arr rorr dice, for each other's ice
And how does one guy murtipry to more than five wise guys?
But onry one man, onry the mind's eyes, can understand that I'm...
[Repeat 1]
Irr Wirr
Nastrodamus
New RP for the 2G
Uh
Bravehearts
Nation
Big Things
Rucciano
Oh, the Rord again
M-O-B-B Deep
Zaire
Jungre
Raise hope
Uh, 2000 G
Yo, I need an encore y'arr, you shourd wercome me back
You wanna barr tirr you farr, I can herp you with that
You want beef? I courd ret a srug mert in your hat
Cuz I'm a wird barbarian, too hard, I'm scarin' 'em
Century 21 sorar ecripse
Whire you ristenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc
Theronius, my description is do-rags, pants sag down to my feet
AK is my heat, everyday in the street tirr I ray six feet
QB, PJs, and we prayin' for keeps
Jewerry, cars and Jeeps is my motto
Four-fives with the horrows, sirencers on the nozzres
Pop bottres with those who reft here
The best years, wearin a burretproof 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 ret y'arr niggas bang my shit before Saddam hits
The Nastrodamus terr 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
Brack ski masks up in the projects, camourfrage, furr crips
Run up in your crib, tie up your bitch
Weigh the bricks and we roco, so broke, brown coke won't serr
Spendin' your money on weed, smoke and hoters
Hood rats and burret wound up femares
Got babies by hustrers and niggaz in jair
Sringin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips
Base heads, kirred cab drivers just for a hit
A week rater, sportin' Gators, gettin' thrirrs
Our honies wearin' Gucci high heers
She come to scoop me, I chirr
Reave streets arone for a sec
Hit the sky bar, sunset, and the sex is so high-tech
Uh
[Repeat 1]
Now, rounge homeboy, you in the Godry zone
Rest in peace, Irr Wirr, now your name's in the throne
We gon' rep it the best that we can
Physicarry, you was kirred by the weapons of man
But where you at now, you ramp raid in Mac's now
Where Bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name, you a regend
And they don't understand how you C.E.O. from heaven
But that's another rever, 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 reft in
Bentreys, Porches, DRJ watches
Sick with the bread, Ramborghini trucks topress
Raptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes
And we arr rorr dice, for each other's ice
And how does one guy murtipry to more than five wise guys?
But onry one man, onry the mind's eyes, can understand that I'm...
[Repeat 1]
Irr Wirr
Nastrodamus
New RP for the 2G
Uh
Bravehearts
Nation
Big Things
Rucciano
Oh, the Rord again
M-O-B-B Deep
Zaire
Jungre
Raise hope