Nas Is Like

Song Nas Is Like
Artist Nas
Album I Am...

Lyrics

[00:20] Freedom of jail, clips inserted
[00:22] A baby is being born the same time my man is murdered
[00:24] The beginning and end
[00:25] As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain, my plateau
[00:28] And also, what defines my name
[00:30] First it was nasty, but times have changed
[00:32] Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain
[00:35] I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
[00:38] Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine
[00:41] Saw my close friend shot, flatlining, am i insane?
[00:43] That depends, carry mac-10's to practice my aim
[00:46] On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees
[00:48] Line the barrel up with your weak picture and squeeze
[00:51] Jesus's scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads
[00:53] To the corners thugs hustlin' for cars that cost dough
[00:56] To the big dogs livin' large, takin' it light
[00:59] Pushin' big toys, gettin' nice, enjoyin' your life
[01:01] Is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it
[01:04] Belt tied around their neck, in jail cells naked
[01:06] Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt
[01:09] And of course N - A - S are the letters that spell . . . NAS, NAS
[01:21][01:11] Nas, Nas is like . .(scratching) . life or death (scratching)
[01:24][01:14] My rebel . (scratching). . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .(scratching)
[01:27][01:17] Nas is like .(scratching) . Nas is like . (scratching). . Half man, half
[01:29][01:19] amazin' . .(scratching)
[01:31][01:21] No doubt . (scratching). . Nas is like
[01:33] Earth, wind and fire, rims and tires
[01:34] Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver
[01:37] Planets in orbit, line 'em up with the stars
[01:40] Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas
[01:42] (Nas is like. . -Nas)
[01:43] Iron mic, messiah type, before the Christ, after the death
[01:46] The last one left, let my cash invest in stock
[01:49] Came a along way from blasted techs on block
[01:52] Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin' acres
[01:54] >From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough
[01:57] Dimes, skinnin' fellatio, siete zeros, bet my nine spit for the pesos
[02:02] But what's it all worth, can't take it when you under this Earth
[02:05] Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked
[02:07] They just rob your grave, I'd rather be alive and paid
[02:10] Before my number's called, history's made
[02:12] Some will fall, but I rise, thug or die, makin' choices
[02:15] That determine my future under the sky, to rob, steal or kill
[02:19] I'm wondering why, it's a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame
[02:22] Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite
[02:25] Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is
[02:38][02:28] Nas, Nas is like . .(scratching) . life or death (scratching)
[02:40][02:30] My rebel . (scratching). . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .(scratching)
[02:43][02:33] Nas is like .(scratching) . Nas is like . (scratching). . Half man, half
[02:45][02:35] amazin' . .(scratching)
[02:47][02:37] No doubt . (scratching). . Nas is like
[02:49] Sex to a nympho, but nothin' sweet
[02:51] I'm like beef, bustin' heat through your windows
[02:53] I'm like a street sweeper, green leaf preeper
[02:55] Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin' something deep from their teachers
[02:58] I'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for
[03:01] Always got you, i'm like pac dude you would cry for
[03:03] I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like crisp money
[03:06] Corporate accounts from a rich company
[03:08] I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all races combined in one man
[03:12] like the '99 summer jam, bulletproof hummer man
[03:14] I'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of 'em fam
[03:18] I'm the feeling of a millionaire spendin' a hundred grand
[03:21] I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet
[03:23] Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up
[03:26] Y'all know what I'm like, ya play it your system every night
[03:39][03:28] Nas, Nas is like . .(scratching) . life or death (scratching)
[03:41][03:31] My rebel . (scratching). . My poetry's deep, I never fell . .(scratching)
[03:44][03:33] Nas is like .(scratching) . Nas is like . (scratching). . Half man, half
[03:46][03:36] amazin' . .(scratching)
[03:48][03:38] No doubt . (scratching). . Nas is like
[03:51]
[03:54][03:49] Nas, Nas is like . .
[03:56]
[00:00.00] 作词 : Bell, Brown, Handy, Home, Martin ...

Pinyin

[00:20] Freedom of jail, clips inserted
[00:22] A baby is being born the same time my man is murdered
[00:24] The beginning and end
[00:25] As far as rap go, it' s only natural, I explain, my plateau
[00:28] And also, what defines my name
[00:30] First it was nasty, but times have changed
[00:32] Ask me now, I' m the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain
[00:35] I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
[00:38] Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine
[00:41] Saw my close friend shot, flatlining, am i insane?
[00:43] That depends, carry mac10' s to practice my aim
[00:46] On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees
[00:48] Line the barrel up with your weak picture and squeeze
[00:51] Jesus' s scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads
[00:53] To the corners thugs hustlin' for cars that cost dough
[00:56] To the big dogs livin' large, takin' it light
[00:59] Pushin' big toys, gettin' nice, enjoyin' your life
[01:01] Is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it
[01:04] Belt tied around their neck, in jail cells naked
[01:06] Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt
[01:09] And of course N A S are the letters that spell . . . NAS, NAS
[01:21][01:11] Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching
[01:24][01:14] My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching
[01:27][01:17] Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half
[01:29][01:19] amazin' . . scratching
[01:31][01:21] No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like
[01:33] Earth, wind and fire, rims and tires
[01:34] Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver
[01:37] Planets in orbit, line ' em up with the stars
[01:40] Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas
[01:42] Nas is like. . Nas
[01:43] Iron mic, messiah type, before the Christ, after the death
[01:46] The last one left, let my cash invest in stock
[01:49] Came a along way from blasted techs on block
[01:52] Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin' acres
[01:54] From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough
[01:57] Dimes, skinnin' fellatio, siete zeros, bet my nine spit for the pesos
[02:02] But what' s it all worth, can' t take it when you under this Earth
[02:05] Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked
[02:07] They just rob your grave, I' d rather be alive and paid
[02:10] Before my number' s called, history' s made
[02:12] Some will fall, but I rise, thug or die, makin' choices
[02:15] That determine my future under the sky, to rob, steal or kill
[02:19] I' m wondering why, it' s a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame
[02:22] Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite
[02:25] Sooner or later we' ll all see who the prophet is
[02:38][02:28] Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching
[02:40][02:30] My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching
[02:43][02:33] Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half
[02:45][02:35] amazin' . . scratching
[02:47][02:37] No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like
[02:49] Sex to a nympho, but nothin' sweet
[02:51] I' m like beef, bustin' heat through your windows
[02:53] I' m like a street sweeper, green leaf preeper
[02:55] Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin' something deep from their teachers
[02:58] I' m like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for
[03:01] Always got you, i' m like pac dude you would cry for
[03:03] I' m like a whole lot of loot, I' m like crisp money
[03:06] Corporate accounts from a rich company
[03:08] I' m like ecstasy for ladies, I' m like all races combined in one man
[03:12] like the ' 99 summer jam, bulletproof hummer man
[03:14] I' m like being locked down around new faces, and none of ' em fam
[03:18] I' m the feeling of a millionaire spendin' a hundred grand
[03:21] I' m a poor man' s dream, a thug poet
[03:23] Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up
[03:26] Y' all know what I' m like, ya play it your system every night
[03:39][03:28] Nas, Nas is like . . scratching . life or death scratching
[03:41][03:31] My rebel . scratching. . My poetry' s deep, I never fell . . scratching
[03:44][03:33] Nas is like . scratching . Nas is like . scratching. . Half man, half
[03:46][03:36] amazin' . . scratching
[03:48][03:38] No doubt . scratching. . Nas is like
[03:51]
[03:54][03:49] Nas, Nas is like . .
[03:56]
[00:00.00] zuò cí : Bell, Brown, Handy, Home, Martin ...