Nas The Genesis Lyrics

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(Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave the microphone split
Play Mr. Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone ****
Verbal ***assin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to)

And you're sitting at home doing this ****? I should be earning a
medal for this. Stop ****ing around and be a man, there ain't nothing out
here for you

Oh yes there is, this!

Yo Nas
Yo what the **** is this bullshit on the radio Son?

Chill chill, that's the **** God, chill

[AZ the Visualiza]
Hey yo yo, pull down the shade, man. Let's count this money, *****
Hey yo Nas, put the Jackson's and the Grants over there
You know what I'm sayin? Cause we spending the Jackson's

Right, yeah.

You know how we get down baby

True, true"

[the Firm]
Nas, yo Nas, man **** is mad real right now in the Projects
for a ***** yo, word to mother. All them crab *** rappers
be coming up to me man word to mother man I think we need
to let them *****s know it's real man

True indeed, know what i'm saying, but when it's real you doing this
even without a record contract, know what i'm saying?

No question

Been doing this since back then

[the Firm]
No doubt

I'm saying regardless how it go down we gon keep it real
We trying to see many mansions and, and Coupes kid!

No doubt, we goin' keep it real
True, true

[the Firm]
Hey yo where's Grand Wizard and Mayo at man?
Taking *****s a long time, man"

Who got the Phillies? Take this Hennessey

Aiyyo Dunn! c'mon, c'mon, man stop waving that man
Stop pointing that at me Dunn, take the clip out

***** alright but take this Hennessey man

I'm saying take the clip man
c'mon, take it out

Light them Phillies up man
*****s stop ****ing burning Phillies man
Light some Phillies up then!

[the Firm]
Pass that Amber Boch, pass that Amber Boch, *****! Act like you know.

Yo, we drinking this straight up with no chaser
I ain't ****ing with you *****

I'm saying though man

What is it, what is it baby?

[the Firm]
What is it Son, what is it?

You know what time it is

I'm saying man, ya know what I'm saying?
*****s don't listen man, representing
It's Illmatic.

Written by: Fred Braithwaite Nas

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