Nasty-Nas

[00:00.00]Nasty [00:02.92] [00:13.55]Word [00:14.84]Got some Remy Martin, some good-ass cigars [00:16.86]Check it out [00:17.56] [00:17.79]Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend wit’ diesel in his needle [00:21.39]Queen*****ridge leader, no equal, I come from the Wheel of Ezekiel [00:24.55]To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, smoke purp, and heal the people [00:27.96]Any rebuttal to what I utter get box-cuttered [00:30.35]Count how many bad honeys I slut, it’s a high number [00:32.87]Name a ***** under the same sky that I’m under [00:34.65]Who gets money, remain fly, yeah, I wonder [00:36.86]Eyes flutter as love when Nas pops up [00:39.19]Stars get starstruck, panties start drippin’ [00:40.93]The ways of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars [00:44.34]Drop moves, drop clothes [00:46.23]Louis the XIII freaks, women nice size [00:48.54]I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous [00:50.82]It ain’t my fault, semiautomatic weapons [00:52.92]I brought the world “Crazy,” I’m rich and I’m girl-crazy [00:55.52]***** ‘em, convince ‘em all to praise me [00:58.16]They ideology is confusion, I lose ‘em [01:00.04]*******s me, who hate me? My gun off safety [01:02.03]Since a Tunnel escape key, my jewelry in HD [01:04.32] [01:09.29]Silent rage, pristine in my vintage shades [01:11.38]I’m not in the winters of my life or the beginner stage, I am the dragon [01:14.05]Maserati, pumpin’ Biggie, the great legend [01:16.18]Blastin’, I’m after the actress who played Faith Evans [01:18.54]My little Jackie Onassis, dig? [01:20.30]I’m so high, I never land like Mike Jackson’s crib [01:22.47]Best on .45, still crack ya rib sacrilege [01:24.80]When lids talk trash about the nasty kid [01:27.28]Past nasty now, I’m gross and repulsive [01:29.48]Talk money, is you jokin’? Cash everywhere, in my bank, in the sofa [01:32.17]In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my pocket [01:34.16]On the floors, ceiling, the safe, ******* [01:36.39]I got all you envy, but don’t offend [01:37.89]I’m skinny, but still I’m too big for a Bentley [01:39.40]You are your car, what could represent? [01:41.19]Too Godly to be a Bugatti, you honestly [01:43.09]Must design me somethin’ Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the ’90s [01:46.22]Drug dealer call, rush to the bar [01:48.27]Move, *****s, we don’t give a ***** who you are [01:50.41]Black card heavy like a magnet, in my stitched denims [01:53.01]Pretty women see them them saggin’ [01:54.73]Bet a hundred stacks, *****s’ll run it back [01:57.04]Just havin’ fun, I ain’t even begun to black [01:59.24]Light another blunt in fact [02:00.81] [02:08.59](Nasty) [02:10.72]Nasty kid [02:12.83](Nasty) [02:13.94]Yeah [02:14.74](Nasty) [02:15.76]The kid! [02:16.57](Nasty) [02:17.65]Nasty kid [02:21.17] [02:23.21]For the hustlers, thick as yellow ******* for the suck of it [02:25.55]Got a bunch of *****s in prison braggin’, sayin’ “It was Nas I used to hustle wit’” [02:28.98]I display fa*******ons while my lungs engage hashes, guns on my waist past his [02:32.10]Since I’m cakin’ up, put funds in my safe, laughin’ [02:34.46]And joining the *****s passin’ you *****s was straight assin’ [02:36.56]Excuse the vulgarity, I’m still not fully adjusted [02:39.03]Or used to the new fans hearin’ me spit rapidly [02:41.28]I never see the whips *****s be claimin’ they drivin’ [02:43.62]I guess entertainment means blatantly lyin’ [02:45.53]Fake it ’til you make it, I’ve driven those toys [02:48.19]Been in the wars, in the streets, cops kickin’ in doors [02:50.56]For my deen *****s, your flow cheap as limousine liquor [02:53.25]I’m no fake rap CD listener, sit back and roll a mean swisher [02:56.49]For my Gs, tell these clowns make room for the king, ***** [03:00.79]