K'Naan - Nothing To Lose Lyrics
[Featuring: Nas][Verse 1: K’naan]Someone called the cops on himSomeone told his pops on himHe was talkin’ crookedAnd he had some rocks on himTucked, tucked in his socks’s cornerChucks, chucks and the Charlotte HornetCap when he ‘flowThen they all surprised on himYes he’s a fugeeBut he go all Nas on ‘emWell can’t go pras on ‘emAnd he got that crossoverBut he from the streetsYou don’t cross overHut, hut to the block soldiersBuck, buck to the cop vulturesNope, no I don’t know pilotsUh, nigga I know piratesViolence the islandsShout out to my idrensPut your hands upLike it’s a mother*****in’ siren[Hook]Well I paid all my duesYeah, yeah yeah yeahShone a million shoesYeah, yeah yeah yeah‘Cause when you got nothing leftYeah, yeah yeah yeahYou got nothing to loseYeah, yeah yeah yeah[Verse 2: Nas]I used to stand on Vernon and 10Burnin’ a spliff burner on hipWishing to flip a birdYac burning my chestBlack certainly I’m dressedStrictly that army shitFinish my shiftPack gone before the dawn hitAnything I could earn on the stripTurn it and flipWatching my backCooking that potMaking it stretchDiscussing with my cliqShould we duct tape the connectIt’s rough and K’naan knowsHe had the same woesI’m voicing my opinionsI forgot y’all was thereI ain’t know y’all was still listenin’Be honest I ain’t careY’all don’t get my innuendos my interestsY’all on some simple shitThinking I’m preachyYeah, my church is the worldChristians sip a cup of this holy waterStuck at this phony borderIt’s custom to enter the main streamYou must front and recordA poorer oratoryYour life story cornyYo, my Somali niggas know what war be[Hook]Well I paid all my dues (paid my dues)Yeah, yeah yeah yeahShone a million shoesYeah, yeah yeah yeah‘Cause when you got nothing leftYeah, yeah yeah yeahYou got nothing to loseYeah, yeah yeah yeah[Verse 3: K’naan]Remember when niggas said Nas was SomalianBaseball cap had the tagsLike a yardie and it was written just came outI was gnarly thenNiggas dreaded seeing me like a RastafarianWe didn’t know the dresscode thoughWe was bargainersThe knock off filas with the pumps and cheap cardigansNiggas looked corny I admitWe was foreigners but this corny kidQuick send you to the coronersY’all know my war storyI won’t repeat itIt’s just injuryMy victory’s undefeatedThought you knew me wellGo back and delete itI’m in every joint this yearOrthopedic and yes the AK’s are instrumentsWe do drum ‘emI’m somewhere between killa and king SolomonAnd the shades take half the faceWe over stun ‘em and treat obstacles like assWe overcome ‘emMan, they really made me do thisI was peaceful like a BuddhistBut then niggas cameAnd screwed it up like JudasNow I’m suited up with Lugers, Rugers suddenly intrudersTurn around like hoola hoopers*****ing losers[Hook]Well I paid all my duesYeah, yeah yeah yeahShone a million shoesYeah, yeah yeah yeah‘Cause when you got nothing leftYeah, yeah yeah yeahYou got nothing to loseYeah, yeah yeah yeah[Outro]This one’s for the worldThis one’s for your girlThis one’s for your MamaThis one’s for your Nana
