Nas - Come Get Me Lyrics
And as a special treat this eveningI have asked americas foremost young poetTo read his latest poem for us{*scratching by dj premier: ladies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamusEverybody watch himLadies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamusWe-we-we came a long wayLadies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamusEverybody watch himLadies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamus*}[nas]Yo..Yo.. yo..Power and crime, the thugs slingin powder and dimesTwenties of d, is yo niggaz wilder than mine?My niggaz bust nines, puff lye and stick up cowardsFor they shine, you resist, then you push up flowersIm like lou cabrasi, vitos best hit-manThats godfather shit, back seat, next lit plansRevolvers spit, Im too tough to bargain withAnd you dont want the God to pull up the cars thats sickArms and wrists is lit up, queensbridge kingsPlaques awards applause when I do my thingStreets is black as midnight, the concrete grayWith stains of blood and germ and piss all dayCome on the ave, get sized up, plus appraisedDuck and pray that my guns dont bust your wayNiggaz with names, livin off reputationSometimes gotta remind you aint nothin changin{*scratching by dj premier: ladies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamusEverybody watch him}Chorus: nas (repeat 2x)If you ill come get me, cause I aint runninIf your guns off the hook then well both be gunninCome get me if you real, cause I aint scaredIts all fair in love and war1 - and Im well prepared2 - we can take it there[nas]You dont like me clown? now you wanna take me down?If I bring my face around, you gon do what? you buttYour crew knew I blew up, I been shinin - baseball diamondsDick rings for your chicklingsNiggaz know what my nine pearl handles about***** you say girlie mouth? get it krunk like the dirty southAnd I know you see me flossed out, multi-milli-iHear your ***** talk about me, you give her the cold eye?Girls dig you, imagine what she feel for me?You make hot songs, but she know you steal from meWho ill as me? I wild on haters in album threeNext level - I take yall niggaz to 3-dCant find a nigga shook from queensIll be with the most grimy killers(what nigga) and they all look cleanWho put bombs underneath cars, if you want beef then startYour next stop is to the graveyardChorus[nas]You too feminine to kill again, jail got you softYou talk but you scared to go back up northKeep your face twisted, but you dont really want nuttinTalk a bunch of shit mother*****er and stop frontinYou dont wanna flip again, and sell drugs againBe on the run again, catch you at the comfort innShoot up your door, bust in on you and your whorePut yall in bags, clean the blood off of the floorSo play tough, I want yall to get out of lineI got nines, every color shape and designI sent killers every race to put one in your spineTwo in your ear, get your crew, who do I fear?Nobody never get involved and none of em dyinI think like you do, roll with about two ironsCatch me flyin, high in the aircraft winin- and dinin, you die, then we laugh, you *****-ass? ? to gauze up, your stab woundsWhile Im gettin head, in a lear jet, bathroomWith all my goons, all my ice, and suitcasesFull of paper, not money its bank statementsThe illmatic that explains how we rockYachts and co-ops, we buy the hood and sell you a blockChorus{*scratching by dj premier: ladies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamusEverybody watch himLadies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamusWe-we-we came a long wayLadies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamusEverybody watch himLadies and gentlemen..Na-na-na-nastradamus*}{*scratching by dj premier: ladies and gentlemen..}{*scratching by dj premier: ladies and gentlemen..}{hydro drops weed skit follows}
