Nas - Madman (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Nas - Madman (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
"And how do you feel about the music
business now in general right now
In comparison to before when
you first started?
Well, there's much more respect, they
respect it as, as an art form now
How, what were the feelings back
then when you first started?
Nigga music"
I don't give a goddamn,
it's-it's-it's Nas
Murderous material made by a madman
Let's cop acres, I do this for thinkers,
salute to Sacha Jenkins
And door knocker fly ladies,
Gucci link gangsters
And rappers that use one producer
You know that Metro Boomin and Future,
we still don't trust you
Didn't start it but I boosted it,
figured I'd bring it back since
Multiple hit makers on one
album, I introduced it
In fact, everything in
my head made bread
I made hip-hop and symphony
shows start to spread
But still nothin' is sweet, you can
tell by just bumpin' this beat
Still Nasty since '91,
nothin' competes
Before Snoop, before Wu, before Big
There was this young kid with
small dreads from the Bridge
It's-it's-it's Nas, Preem, how
many times I gotta tell 'em?
Preem, how many times
we gotta tell 'em?
It be tradition, hate
they wishin' on me
They try to switch the story
So they don't look like
a bitch in the story
It's my life, not a third
party witness' story
Some heard somebody heard something
different, distorted
version of the truth
It's murder in the booth
Word to Lorenzo-Irv, the
Benz swerve (Err)
Got ink on the sheets, the wings
from an angel swings
What's beef? Rest in peace
Stack and Chinx, Queens
Flyest ever, Russia diamonds
in Italian sweaters
Indian gold with the
highest of bettors
The winner's circle, I remember
the win was respected
And we championed for those
who had came and collected
For my G's with that money cologne,
bring honeys home
I made smashes with Poke and Tone
They used to harass me, "When you gon'
get up with Preemo and zone?"
Almost thirty years, people
won't leave us alone
And I'm grateful, middle fingers
up to the hateful
Preem, how many times
we gotta tell em?
Follow the leader like
E and R, let's get em
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