作词 : Nas | |
*Yee-hah's and whips cracking in background* | |
-Hey Nas, hey hey boy, you see what they done did to Jimmy and Lee. | |
Nas:Mmmhmm. Damn, man. | |
-I can't take it man. | |
Nas:Sho' can't. | |
-You think this is gonna eva' change? | |
Nas:Man, damn this place, man! Damn these chains! These damn | |
chitlins every damn night. | |
-This cotton. | |
Nas:Shit! | |
-I can't take it man. | |
Nas:Harriett done left the night befo'. It's time we go. | |
Aint no place for black folk here. Man, promise land callin' | |
me man. | |
-It's callin' me too. | |
Nas:It's time we go. | |
-Yeah, I'm wichou! | |
Nas:Hey man, hey damn these chains, man. Damn you master, you | |
ain't my master, man! | |
*Sounds of punching and bumping* | |
Nas:You aint nothin', you aint nothin. | |
-Hey Bandit, Bandit, get the dogs! Get the hounds, we gonna | |
have ourselves a hangin' tonight! | |
Nas:Nineteen-ninety-six! | |
Back up in this nigga. | |
The right way, though, you know? | |
-Double-tre son, you know aint nothin' | |
coincedental or accidental, son. | |
Nas:No doubt! | |
-You know how it's goin' down, man. | |
Nas:It was all written. | |
-No question, I'm sayin' man, I mean, how we playin' man, | |
you know what I'm sayin', they dealt us in, son. | |
They playin' with a fifty-four deck, you see with the | |
Jokers in and everything, you know what I'm saying? | |
Nas:Son, I'm playin' with the fifty-two. | |
-You wanna stress on how I used to play, that's how I play. | |
Nas:But, yo, they takin' us into this next millenium, right now. | |
-I'm sayin' law, you know what I'm sayin' we gotta lay the law, | |
cause without law aint no order, you know what I'm sayin', | |
that's why these cats are slippin' | |
through, you know what I'm sayin? They got the rules missin', | |
though. | |
Nas:True. | |
-Yo, word up, though, you know what I mean? | |
Nas:Son, these niggas look faker than the new hundred dollars, son. | |
-Yeah, you see that they look Monopoly money, right? | |
Nas:Word, with the big ass face on it. | |
-Yo, what I'm sayin', we see through all that, though | |
you know what I'm sayin? | |
Nas:No question. | |
-All eyes seein', son, you know we real. | |
Nas:Yo, no doubt. In the Qu'ran it says Nas, the men. | |
Nesa's the woman, know? It was written. |
zuo ci : Nas | |
Yeehah' s and whips cracking in background | |
Hey Nas, hey hey boy, you see what they done did to Jimmy and Lee. | |
Nas: Mmmhmm. Damn, man. | |
I can' t take it man. | |
Nas: Sho' can' t. | |
You think this is gonna eva' change? | |
Nas: Man, damn this place, man! Damn these chains! These damn | |
chitlins every damn night. | |
This cotton. | |
Nas: Shit! | |
I can' t take it man. | |
Nas: Harriett done left the night befo'. It' s time we go. | |
Aint no place for black folk here. Man, promise land callin' | |
me man. | |
It' s callin' me too. | |
Nas: It' s time we go. | |
Yeah, I' m wichou! | |
Nas: Hey man, hey damn these chains, man. Damn you master, you | |
ain' t my master, man! | |
Sounds of punching and bumping | |
Nas: You aint nothin', you aint nothin. | |
Hey Bandit, Bandit, get the dogs! Get the hounds, we gonna | |
have ourselves a hangin' tonight! | |
Nas: Nineteenninetysix! | |
Back up in this nigga. | |
The right way, though, you know? | |
Doubletre son, you know aint nothin' | |
coincedental or accidental, son. | |
Nas: No doubt! | |
You know how it' s goin' down, man. | |
Nas: It was all written. | |
No question, I' m sayin' man, I mean, how we playin' man, | |
you know what I' m sayin', they dealt us in, son. | |
They playin' with a fiftyfour deck, you see with the | |
Jokers in and everything, you know what I' m saying? | |
Nas: Son, I' m playin' with the fiftytwo. | |
You wanna stress on how I used to play, that' s how I play. | |
Nas: But, yo, they takin' us into this next millenium, right now. | |
I' m sayin' law, you know what I' m sayin' we gotta lay the law, | |
cause without law aint no order, you know what I' m sayin', | |
that' s why these cats are slippin' | |
through, you know what I' m sayin? They got the rules missin', | |
though. | |
Nas: True. | |
Yo, word up, though, you know what I mean? | |
Nas: Son, these niggas look faker than the new hundred dollars, son. | |
Yeah, you see that they look Monopoly money, right? | |
Nas: Word, with the big ass face on it. | |
Yo, what I' m sayin', we see through all that, though | |
you know what I' m sayin? | |
Nas: No question. | |
All eyes seein', son, you know we real. | |
Nas: Yo, no doubt. In the Qu' ran it says Nas, the men. | |
Nesa' s the woman, know? It was written. |
zuò cí : Nas | |
Yeehah' s and whips cracking in background | |
Hey Nas, hey hey boy, you see what they done did to Jimmy and Lee. | |
Nas: Mmmhmm. Damn, man. | |
I can' t take it man. | |
Nas: Sho' can' t. | |
You think this is gonna eva' change? | |
Nas: Man, damn this place, man! Damn these chains! These damn | |
chitlins every damn night. | |
This cotton. | |
Nas: Shit! | |
I can' t take it man. | |
Nas: Harriett done left the night befo'. It' s time we go. | |
Aint no place for black folk here. Man, promise land callin' | |
me man. | |
It' s callin' me too. | |
Nas: It' s time we go. | |
Yeah, I' m wichou! | |
Nas: Hey man, hey damn these chains, man. Damn you master, you | |
ain' t my master, man! | |
Sounds of punching and bumping | |
Nas: You aint nothin', you aint nothin. | |
Hey Bandit, Bandit, get the dogs! Get the hounds, we gonna | |
have ourselves a hangin' tonight! | |
Nas: Nineteenninetysix! | |
Back up in this nigga. | |
The right way, though, you know? | |
Doubletre son, you know aint nothin' | |
coincedental or accidental, son. | |
Nas: No doubt! | |
You know how it' s goin' down, man. | |
Nas: It was all written. | |
No question, I' m sayin' man, I mean, how we playin' man, | |
you know what I' m sayin', they dealt us in, son. | |
They playin' with a fiftyfour deck, you see with the | |
Jokers in and everything, you know what I' m saying? | |
Nas: Son, I' m playin' with the fiftytwo. | |
You wanna stress on how I used to play, that' s how I play. | |
Nas: But, yo, they takin' us into this next millenium, right now. | |
I' m sayin' law, you know what I' m sayin' we gotta lay the law, | |
cause without law aint no order, you know what I' m sayin', | |
that' s why these cats are slippin' | |
through, you know what I' m sayin? They got the rules missin', | |
though. | |
Nas: True. | |
Yo, word up, though, you know what I mean? | |
Nas: Son, these niggas look faker than the new hundred dollars, son. | |
Yeah, you see that they look Monopoly money, right? | |
Nas: Word, with the big ass face on it. | |
Yo, what I' m sayin', we see through all that, though | |
you know what I' m sayin? | |
Nas: No question. | |
All eyes seein', son, you know we real. | |
Nas: Yo, no doubt. In the Qu' ran it says Nas, the men. | |
Nesa' s the woman, know? It was written. |