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nas & nature feat. nature - in too deep lyrics

yo, yo, yo son.
you ever felt a funny vibe?
what you supposed to do?
and ya man’s ain’t ya man’s
and ya friend’s ain’t ya friend’s
and ya money ain’t yours no more
and n-gg-s wanna count your own money
n-gg-s wanna see what the f-ck you got.

you know what i’m sayin
sometimes i just gotta take long trips and get away from this sh-t
i can’t take this sh-t no more
this sh-t right here be f-cking n-gg-s like me up you know what im sayin
i been exposed to too much for too long
all my n-gg-s out there in the hoods and sh-t
that be burning that real sh-t
put your f-cking phillies in the air
your back woods, your white owls, your dutches
and we goin smoke and we gonna ride to this sh-t right here
you know what i’m sayin.
this that sh-t right here, the soundtrack to the realness right here.
n-gg-s in too deep you know what i’m sayin
it’s all real.
what, what.
live n-gg-, what, what, n-gg-.

uh, yo, yo, a yo, a yo.
i think of dead homies, incarcerated penpals
i got the feds on me, a constapated mental
always rains in the ghetto, it’s pain in the ghetto
caskets do u believe in angels or devils?
welfare, it’s dark and there’s no help here
killing cops shooting black kids the in still fear
but we still here not afraid cracks is made stacks is made
a “g” a get you gats to spray
at my man’s funeral it’s like n-body care
but when police get shot the mayor everybody there
grafitti on the lobby stairs kids with notty heads greedy
soldiers small faces painted on the walls
i was born to ball
rings you can’t afford, name a clothes line i done worn it all
dictate the naked soul of nas henny four five
hoe’s with thick thighs be the wives of rich guys
never trust a b-tch cuz a b-tch lies
enemys close cuz friends switch sides when sh-t gets live
i’m dealin’ with a lot of pressure, i’m in too deep
life of a thug born and raised in the streets

you want war i’mma give u war
i’m in too deep
you want peace imma give u peace
raised to the streets
you want love imma show u love
life of a thug
there’s no love for me in these streets
i’m in too deep
it’s just hustlers in these streets
raised to the streets

uh, yo, a yo
when you in too deep you better climb out or find out
are you the one they looking at, cause when you looking back
and show signs of fear if the drama’s severe
i see scars starting off at the side of the ear
ending up by the jaw or the throat another law broke
i try to patch it white kids is buying acid
closing down spots popping a knot
i heard informants use binoculars watchin the blocks
call him phatom of the tapes
i’m the phantom of wax
now meet the man behind the music examine the facts
i use it, to my advantage do this sh-t everyday
like sneaking gats up in grade eight
six flags catch me getting on the popular rides
if a n-gg- violate he gettin popped in the line
small hot ones locked in his spine
transformed roll out p-ss it off to my man no doubt
i keep six disguises, six shirts in the trunk
imagine it gets six times worse when i’m drunk
prepare for death and the first of the month
hopin to rise, it’s right here in front of you open your eyes
i can’t explain it cause it isn’t normal, is n-gg-s loyal
i talk about life and live it for you this sh-t is soil
like the dirt that i walk on you talk on
used to have love for ya, now its all gone, its all gone, its all gone

- nas nature feat nature lyrics

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