, this was just a chance you had to take. Did I even cross your mind? This'll be the last time you cross mine. We were slick as thieves. Just like a thief
straight, this was just a chance you had to take. Did I even cross your mind? This'll be the last time you cross mine. We were slick as thieves. Just like a
[Nicki Minaj] I remember standing in the mirror Searching for a winner but I didn't see it in her Now I've gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh woah
disguised as vagrants Not knowing that a prisoner had held the key Of a co-defendant he was so far from free Detectives search into a distant past Of a young gun
want to touch us I'ma spit a flow as if it was a sin Then the gangsters are resting forever See a solid four, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know
double mine I'm in a six wit double dimes and a couple of nines Me and tracks back to back, circle the block a couple of times And we searching for this
make it, ooh, yeah It's a cold, cold, cold world I got my hand on my gun, they got a brother on the run Yeah, it's a cold, cold, cold world You can'
out like play-doh They put my name, stature in limbo then it all pops like a sawed of gage (oh!) Shoot the place, nobody is givin a fuck Street teams
a jook with things in they palm Not a problem so immediately reach for the John Right away the gun bust! Straight lifted a nigga How we moved his organs with kickback, shifted a
than how we steppin' Coupes kidded, cuties wear the sleazy dress an' See me flexin' through the hood, Ds be stressin' Illegal search, tryin' to find weapons for gun
cities I dreamed of this son Happy we made it past the jakes, fakes and fiends of the slum (Wor) CHORUS AZ (Nas): (Unh...What?) It's a doe thing, niggas
a jay jay ah jigga jay, a jigga jigga 1 a jay jay a jay jigga jay a jay 1 jigga jay a jigga jay a jigga jay a 1..
em off the cliff As I speak the shit to put my name on the list The small thug with a slug put a mark on his wrist A tattoo of pyramids, puttin hollows
made for pouncing. I build a catapult that throw MC's from my surrounding. And shatter domes, abandon cats with tatted homes I use a cat gun to shoot
a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One
story, throw em off the cliff As I speak the shit to put my name on the list The small thug with a slug put a mark on his wrist A tattoo of pyramids,
lost my cool days i feel my mama's gun i lost my only son when my girl she almost died a bad abortion haunted by a baby's eyes and every reason lies
down never falling down down down ever falling down last night i took a field trip kind of bent, hopped a fence cut across a pate by a lake down by the
