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Текст (слова) песни: Nas - Youre The Man



Uh uh, yo

They plan was to knock me out the top of the game

But I overstand they truth is all lame

I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames

Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name

Nas - too real, nas - true king

Its however you feel, ghead, you swing

Your arms too short to box with god

I dont kill soloists only kill squads

Fame went to they head, so now its "fuck nas"

Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys

I seen it comin

Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna do what I do

Came in with my style, so I fathered you

I kept changin on the world since "...barbeque"

Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with

Fuck bitches I hit, its funny I once said...

If i, ever make a record

I take a check and put something away for a rainy day to make my exit

But look at me now, ten years deep

Since the project, ? ?

I never asked to be top of raps elite

Just a ghetto child tryna learn the traps of the streets

But look at me now

[chorus]

"youre the man" "youre the man"

"youre the man" "youre the man"

"youre the man" "youre the man"

"youre the man" "youre the man"

"youre the man" "youre the man"

But wait a sec, give me time to explain, women and fast cars

And diamond rings can poison a rap star

Its suicidal, how I smoke in so much la

I saw a dead bird flyin through a broken sky

Wish I could flap wings and fly away

To where black kings and ghana stay

So I could get on my flesh right away

But thatll be the day when its peace

When my gat dont need to spray

When these streets are safe to play

Sex with death, indulge in these women

Vision my own skeleton swimmin in eternal fire

Broads play with pentagrams in they vagina

Like the exorcist, then they gave birth to my seeds

I beg for gods help, why they love hurtin me?

Im your disciple, a thug certainly

Im the n the a to the s-i-r

If I wasnt I mustve been escobar

Forty-five in my waist, starin at my reflection

In the mirror, sittin still in the chair like my conception

When everything around me got cloudy, the chair became a kings throne

My destiny found me

It was clear why the struggle was so painful

Metamorphosis, this is what I changed to

And god, Im so thankful

[chorus to fade]

 

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