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Some information about Purple Lyrics Title: NAS - Purple lyrics Artist: NAS Album: The Lost Tapes Visitors: 9 visitors have visited Purple Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Light ituhh Light it upuhh [Nas] The wholecity is mineprettiest Don I don t like the way P. Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers Why it s mentioned in my rhymes? itit s just an intro Hate it or love itlike it bump it or dump it Writingacross the stomach spell GOD son Life is like a jungle black it s like the habitat of Tarzan Matter of factit s harder than most can imagine Most of my niggaz packed in correctional facilities Half of them passed onmack strongcouple of shots May the ghost leave a bodynow they hauntin the block Where they used to stand atsomebody s takin they place A younger man perhapshand slapscan t understand that Same walksame talkI wonder can that be possible A thug diesanother step inside his shoes And they will hurt youlayin low with a bottle I m blowin circlesmy state of mind purple Light itlight ituhh Yeah.. light it uplight it upuhh Y all just wanna deal with drama Talk about niggaz who got thingsy all ready to kill his momma Everything you went to is underworld related You sell your man outnot even your girl is sacred You don t trust a soulhold upyou moldin soldiers to pull guns quick and always look behind the shoulder Think of how many dudes died tryin to be down with you Everybody s under six feet of ground but you Still standinstill roamin through the streetsthat s real You a survivorknowin all the beef is ill You got a bunch of thugs witchu even now that s ready Trustin your judgmentquick to put it downthey deadly The hood love you but behind your back they pray for the day A bullet hit your heart and ambulances take you away That ain t love it s hatethink of all the mothers at wakes whose sons you killedand you ain t got a cut on your face? Unmarked police cars roam the streets hardthe heat is God Somebody tell these shorties reach for the stars Instead they tell em how to reach through the barsholdin a mirror Lookin down a tear in jailmakin weapons to kill ya We smoke three tokes nigga pour more Henny He sighs with eyes that seen a war too many Cold-blooded murderersuniversal Hood to hoodblowin smokestate of mind is purple Light it uplight it up light it upuhh Light it up.. light it uplight it upuhh Uhh.. uhhuhhlight itlight ituhh These hot-headed youngstersalways get into trouble Reactin before thinkinthey easily irritated And murder s premeditatedit s a fact that we sinkin when we should be climbinin a nutshellit s just jail Drug salesliquor and diamondsniggaz rewindin instead of movin forwardto blow up so what s the science? People shoutinpolice pushin the crowd And on the ground s a young soldierwith meat hangin out him Am I hallucinatin off the hazin? Or did I just see a nigga shoot another nigga s face in It s a ugly nationcops circle the block with mug shots Photograph pictures ofsuspect faces It s usuallytwo or three niggaz who innocent But if they lock the wrong ones upthen someone ll snitch A divide and fall strategythey aren t fair I dig in my bag of weed that s covered with orange hair This Color Purple ll make Whoopi give me the (?) Oprah and Danny Glover gots to feel me This is how I escape the madnesstoo much of anything ll hurt you Somy state of mind s all purple Hottest songs from NAS : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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