in history, I?m here, my niggas Speak my name and breathe life in me Make sure y'all never forget me, y'all give me life ?Cause y'all use my name so
翻訳: で. y'allの私のniggas.
history (I'm here my niggas) Speak my name and breath life in me Make sure y'all never forget me (y'all give me life) Cause y'all use my name so reckless
I'm here my niggas) Speak my name and breath life in me Make sure y'all never forget me (y'all give me life) Cause y'all use my name so reckless Whether
, niggaz, y'all used to hate us But now you love us, Nas and Diddy, power hustlers Nigga, what? From my voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything
, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake up shiverin', pull my
penetentianary, the graveyard the church house and the mess hall That's why I address y'all, express all Big Dogg with no flaws, yiggy yes yall touch y'all
off Jay Z's dick What y'all niggas get front page articles Y'all mention Jay Z name This thing on? Jay Z, Jay Z, in Jay Z news I understand what y'all
R.O.C Point out the bounce Timbo the King nigga Uhh, yeah, uhh Point out the bounce Jeah, Young Hov' the King nigga Uhh, I got y'all For those that
? Of y'all? I'm Nas on a track that's unorthodox Like my life coulda been offed by the cops Told y'all, Nas will prevail by the book when it's up for
seen it all, did it all, most of y'all will pop for a minute Spit a sentence then the game'll get rid of y'all Y'all got there but y'all didn't get
my niggas dap, jump out the van back first Back upstairs, took off the black shirt I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear Listen up so y'all can figure
down my nigga The soldiers found below the ground my nigga Just hold it down we older now my nigga What goes around comes around my nigga And what goes
hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face Y'all
meant somethin Learned early, to fear none little Nas was huntin Livin carefree laughin, got jokes on the daily Y'all actin like some old folks y'all
so classy And every time I close my lids I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain't never
notty head Looked at my Benz and called that a Nazi sled With a face like he wonder where I got my bread Probably all these stones he see From my shows
