Текст (слова) песни: Nas - No Idea`s

[Intro: repeat 2X]
No idea`s original, there`s nothin new under the sun
It`s never what you do, but how it`s done
What you base your happiness around material, women, and large paper
That means you inferior, not major

[Nas]
If niggaz could look inside my mind, you`ll find
where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties *and* dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, past the braincell graveyard
where weed`s responsible for memory *losses*
Witness, the horrific, the stench`ll make you nauseous
See what I seen every day I live with this torture
Lightin spliffs up to stay high like 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills demons
Long as I`m still breathin I`m still winnin, I`ll teach `em
The hood converted from trey bags to 20`s a girl
Everybody had money, every summer was real ill
Four-finger rings, dope dealers, `caine/Kane
"No Half Steppin`" with flat tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin
Ask for today`s mathematics, we Allah`s children
And this was goin on in every New York ghetto
Kids listened, Five Percenters said it`s pork and Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time difference
on a different coast, but we share the same sunlight
Your part of the world, might be like colors and gangs
While on my side, brothers`ll murder for different things
But it all revolve around drugs, fame and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas metropolis
Them, treacherous *rastas* in the Mexican mafias
Be scrappin with tats on they back, violent wars
Nothin less than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, American style
While in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly foul
Watchin for paint chips, don`t want no led in yo` child
But them gangstas put lead in yo` child, the bezzy be out
The chain be like a hundred K
Shinin since Roxanne Shante` made "Runaway"; that`s been a minute
Genesis is deep, my features are that of a God
It`s not a facade it`s a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn`t exist
I`ll never leave the streets, it`s all in my mind
Even with sleep I`m duckin nines in my dreams
Si-rens, wide awake, why`d I think it would change
Can`t hide when you famous or even try to do the same things like
Somebody`s always watchin, my life
Before I, walk out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, it`s like God or guns
Which is better protection? Can`t decide, that`s a hard one
I mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
Headline readin "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin"

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» Nas - U Wanna Be Me
» Nas - If I Ruled The World
» Nas - What Goes Around
» Nas - Everybody`s Crazy
» Nas - The Genesis
» Nas - My Way
» Nas - The Flyest
» Nas - Rewind
» Nas - Life We Chose
» Nas - Silent Murder
» Nas - I can
» Nas - Affirmative Action
» Nas - Reason
» Nas - Too Much For Me
» Nas - Every Ghetto
» Nas - Made You Look (Remix) (Feat. Ludacris &
» Nas - Got Yourself A Gun


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