Nas Lyrics

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Sometimes I Wonder Lyrics

QB the whole NYC 

We gonna bounce to this 

To all my niggaz (yeah yeah) 

To all the ladies 

Chorus: 

Sometimes I wonder 

Will a nigga go under because of his hunger 

This game is risky 

If a nigga slips six deep 

Will these niggaz really miss me 

Dead partners too soon 

All these niggaz flipping on me 

Cause I won't give no loot to them 

Sometimes I wonder 

Sometimes I... 

(Nas) 

Top of the world is what I'm aiming at 

These niggaz is flaming gats at my circle 

I catch you, my first reaction is to hurt you 

I hit your bird too, two in your scalp then you out 

Your thug crew is out, blood oozing out 

Some serving caine 

Knowing nothing about this murder game 

Its easily told but hard to hear 

When niggaz finally find out its real 

Thats when they heart pumps fear 

The real remains the weak will disappear 

My words is 20/20, my vocals are crystal clear 

911 style sits on your mind like chrome 

Lets say your brains is V12, put it in drive let it roam 

What color? Might as well make it same as your dome 

You need your thoughts together, that means destination is unknown 

As we travel on this road, an infinite path, I get into this math 

Drop and get intense for this cash 

Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat 

Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back 

Chorus: 

(Nature) 

I know a lot of fiends by they first name 

Living in Queens, a lot of cats getting stuck for they chains 

Holding dirty guns, the young owe dirty ones 

Running wild, niggaz I raise hell above ground 

Live in sin, holding rocks, benjamin grin 

Figure once I got knocked, it would end 

Never that 

They try to tell me I don't love my own 

The thugs know, they ride my zone 

Like the cyclone trademark 

For coney isle, yeah you know me now 

I'm giving fake hugs, phoney smiles 

Stack profits, you know how the niggaz on the block get 

Try to give you dap to stare at your pockets 

Cruise advance nothing new just the rules of the land 

You could tell if they wolves or lamb 

You could fight a few, there's a few that ran 

Or you could feed them and lose your hand 

What you wanna do? 

Chorus: 

(Nas) 

Blessing be to the ones who left us 

Transcend into spiritual essences 

In Allah's arms you rest in 

To him we pray for my peeps 

Floyd, Twin and Taiyeh, Mr. Sunny back in the day 

Get the money yam, he use to say not only nice with hands 

But streetsmart he was twice a man 

I try to understand life's deep plot 

I think of Weewop, Shikeisha they both was mad nice on the rocks 

They could have went pro but only God knows why not 

Like my nigga Bing, let your sneakers not be clean 

He'll start snapping on you, making a scene 

Kept the lye, a cool nigga warm heart and stayed fly 

You still alive, I see you in your sister's face 

Are you there pa? Or looking on from a distant place? 

My thoroughbreds, Blackhead quiet but real 

Expect to see your black jeep fly over the hill 

In the spirit of Richie Lou tribute 

Remind the world of the crimes that NY pigs do 

We miss you, Harry and Sonia 

Rest in peace to Marty, a 41st side of Vernon soldier 

T.J. Black better known as Killer 

I can't replace you, but in me Havoc will always have a brother my nigga 

My man Will till we meet again 

You hold it up there, I'll hold it down here 

I hope you hear my prays clear 

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