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Some information about You re The Man Lyrics Title: NAS - You re The Man lyrics Artist: NAS Album: Stillmatic Visitors: 4 visitors have visited You re The Man Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Uh uh, yo They plan was to knock me out the top of the game But I overstand they truth is all lame I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name Nas - too real, Nas - true king It s however you feel, g head, you swing Your arms too short to box with god I don t kill soloists only kill squads Fame went to they head, so now it s " Nas" Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys I seen it comin Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna do what I do Came in with my style, so I fathered you I kept changin on the world since "...Barbeque" Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with bitches I hit, it s funny I once said... If I, ever make a record I take a check and put something away for a rainy day to make my exit But look at me now, ten years deep Since the project, ?? I never asked to be top of rap s elite Just a ghetto child tryna learn the traps of the streets But look at me now [Chorus] "You re the man" "You re the man" "You re the man" "You re the man" "You re the man" "You re the man" "You re the man" "You re the man" "You re the man" "You re the man" But wait a sec , give me time to explain, women and fast cars And diamond rings can poison a rap star It s suicidal, how I smoke in so much la I saw a dead bird flyin through a broken sky Wish I could flap wings and fly away To where black kings and Ghana stay So I could get on my flesh right away But that ll be the day when it s peace When my gat don t need to spray When these streets are safe to play Sex with death, indulge in these women Vision my own skeleton swimmin in eternal fire Broads play with pentagrams in they Like the Exorcist, then they gave birth to my seeds I beg for God s help, why they love hurtin me? I m your disciple, a thug certainly I m the N the A to the S-I-R If I wasn t I must ve been Escobar Forty-five in my waist, starin at my reflection In the mirror, sittin still in the chair like my conception When everything around me got cloudy, the chair became a king s throne My destiny found me It was clear why the struggle was so painful Metamorphosis, this is what I changed to And God, I m so thankful [Chorus to fade] Hottest songs from NAS : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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