Singer: Nas
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Song: Wave Gods
Nas - Wave Gods Lyrics (LRC) (03:43-223-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:27.00]Hold up and analyze
[00:28.70]Come on, get on, get some
[00:30.50]Listen close as I prove my point
[00:33.70](We do our thing, son) Yeah
[00:36.80]Hold up and analyze, who want something?
[00:40.60]Come on, get on, get some, yeah
[00:42.60]Listen close as I prove my point
[00:44.50](Ready to make an entrance so back on up) Yeah
[00:47.40]No comparison, we more solid than they are (Uh)
[00:50.80]Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr (Uh)
[00:53.50]Me and Flacko, they say we the new wave gods
[00:56.20]Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God (Yeah)
[00:59.10]Wake up out the bed scruffy, sparkin' my J
[01:01.50]Shine my nickel-plated then I'm startin' my day
[01:04.20]My old lady call me baby, told her, "Pardon my age"
[01:07.10]Twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs
[01:09.70]We goin' home like Eric Cartman, chromosomes on my conscience
[01:12.50]Hear some niggas talkin' nonsense, call up Nasty Nastradamus
[01:15.50]Rock the pearls and diamonds, break the promise, break her wallets
[01:18.10]Break her heart and break her pockets, takin' notes like guidance counselors
[01:20.90]Aristocrat like a chancellor, the answer to the, uh, panhandlers
[01:24.50]The corners with the mans is up, the jig is up, the scams is up
[01:27.30]Yeah, they hands is up, lookin' in the crowd, yeah
[01:30.10]Tryna fuck the world, but my pants still up
[01:32.20]Tryna invest, to all my Gs, before we rest in peace
[01:34.40]'Cause we sure to rest in peace
[01:36.10]The rest is set, the record set as soon as I release
[01:38.80]The room is streets, I roam the streets with no security
[01:41.50]They know a nigga overseas (Uh)
[01:43.70]Kind of swag that's passed from your mom and dad
[01:46.10]Prada bags and we cheesin' on them Calvin ads (Yeah, yeah)
[01:49.00]Might've peeped the billboards fifty feet when out in traffic
[01:51.60]Starin' at them naked pictures, shit, you bound to crash it
[01:54.30]No comparison, we more solid than they are
[01:57.00]Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr
[01:59.70]Me and Flacko, they say we the new wave gods
[02:02.40]Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God
[02:05.40]Hold up and analyze
[02:07.70]Yeah, A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal
[02:10.50]Come on, get on, get some
[02:12.50]Call up Nasty Nas, niggas hit the lick like ah, ah, ah
[02:17.70]Wake up out the bed, wrap my durag up
[02:20.30]Say a prayer, I'm thankin' God that mom dukes had us
[02:22.90]Monotone style like Guru on some Preemo cuts
[02:25.70]Crewneck by McQueen, go nuts
[02:27.80]Jewels over my white hoodie like Juvie in '9-8
[02:30.90]It's movies that I make, Peruvian white flake
[02:33.60]It tore the community at a high rate,...........
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