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nas - i am... (intro) lyrics

[intro]
la la
la la, la la, la la la la la la la
la la, la la, la la la la la la la

[sample 1: live at the barbeque]
street’s disciple, my raps are trifle
i shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
stampede the stage

[sample 2: halftime]
nas, why did you do it
you know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it’s halftime

check me out y’all

[sample 3: it ain’t hard to tell]
from the spliff that i lift and inhale, it ain’t hard to tell

[sample 4: the world is yours]
it’s yours
whose world is this?
the world is yours, the world is yours
it’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine; whose world is this?

i sip the dom p, watching gandhi til i’m charged
then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin

[sample 5: one love]
one what?
one love, one love, one love, one love

[sample 6: the message]
fake thug, no love
you get the slug cb4 gusto
your luck low, i didn’t know ’til i was drunk though

[sample 7: street dreams]
qb since 1933
street dreams are made of these

everybody’s looking for something

[sample 8: if i ruled the world]
just some thoughts for the mind
i take a glimpse into time
watch the blimp read “the world is mine”

if i ruled the world (imagine that)

[skit]
[horse]: yo jungle, how you feel about that nas sh-t?
[jungle]: n-ggas heard that sh-t, man, the f-ck is that, man? sorry man, y-you gotta play that sh-t to n-ggas man, n-ggas know what the f-ck time it is man. (horse: okay man) word man, it’s your sh-t man, it’s your time man, f-ck all these n-ggas out man. word is bond man, we ain’t gonna f-ck about none of these motherf-ckers man. it’s your time man. word [?]. it’s real man. try to tell these n-ggas one, two times man. this the motherf-cking third time we telling these motherf-ckers (horse: what!?) man. the third time man. and this time gonna be the worse time man. word is bond man out for the ghetto man, for all the motherf-cking corners, all the motherf-cking thugs man, real gansters man. n-ggas in jail and sh-t man. n-ggas with real-real motherf-cking money, n-ggas with real motherf-cking things on their minds man, word is bond man. [?] b-tch -ss n-ggas man (horse: f-cking f-ggot emcees). f-cking weirdos man, y’all weirdos out there man. f-ck all of y’all n-ggas. yeah man y’all n-ggas can write what y’all want. suck my motherf-cking d-ck. you’re-you’re a b-tch! what the f-ck y’all want, man. listen to this gangster sh-t, this is gangster. real sh-t! how ’bout that? for the nas, man. [?] drugs, man
[horse]: f-ck all y’all f-ggot motherf-ckers

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