[ Featuring Large Professor ]
Large Pro, Nas
Travelin' through the mind, one time
Yeah, get blitzed to this
The greatest lesson ever learnt has
Yet to be taught
Niggas runnin' outta court like
What the f*ck they thought?
It made me sob up
My mans I just can't picture bein' locked up
They used to bein' mad fly
850i style Cherokee
Letters read: Nas, they could never bury me
But through me, my nigga, you free
Truly reppin' QB, my life is like a movie
The credit's at the end and
The film plays again
The script is every rhyme I
Ever said off the gin
Bloodshot Hennessy eyes, Infiniti drives
Without a sound, Queens bound
Pauly got a call for war out from 40
Meetin' out in Beach Channel
With peeps from Hammels
Blunted niggas get roasted in they rides
Soak they tongues in Remy
Heat's in the 5-Series, high and leery
When them blue and white cars drive near me
Avirex Gore Tex wet with fly jewelry
Israelite, original, insight and lethal
First Hebrew
God-sent golden Asian, phenomenal
You can't say the name Nas
Without sayin' The Honorable
Wealthy, Wall Street, read the chronicles
I f*ck big titty chicks who sip
The Long Island City lix
Drunk off the Alizé with Henny mix
Mad niggas is jail like TCB, teachin' me
Everythin' you see ain't always what it be
Hardly able to chill, night ills
Feelin' slight chills
Findin' out that rich niggas
Have to write wills
High 'til I die, Eldorado red, pack the Uz-o
Pretty thug, Last Don by Mario Puzo
La la la la la la la la, la la la laaaah
(yeah, yeah, ah huh, ah huh)
La la laaah, la laaah, la laaaah
The stages and phases that we go through
In a lifetime may be more than a few
'Cause one day, you're A
And the next, you may have a brand new topic
And see a new way
Like history, while it's repeatin'
I'm beatin'
The drum on the dumb and blurry, don't worry
The least bit about shit when the weak split
The raw brain remain long reign
This is possible, I know and
Charge like a rhino, bro
I gotta let this music go
For the maestro climbs higher heights, yo
Season a bass line and mind of
A Bandog shrine in hell
Can't tell all the times I fell
But can tell the thing called man, I stand
In the eyes of the Father
Tasteful like guava
Unravel and break down a tech' and solve a
Problem in no time, you'll lose your mind
Tryna calculate the rate of the Large incline
Out of nowhere, I go where few can go
On the strength
I be risin' on tunes and flow
With the flock
Very seldom words when I weld 'em
Connect for the perfect brew, IU
