Back To Index NAS"No Idea's Original" Uhh, uhh Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh [Intro: repeat 2X] No idea's original, there's nothin new under the sun It's never what you do, but how it's done What you base your happiness around material, women, and large paper That means you inferior, not major [Nas] If niggaz could look inside my mind, you'll find where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes Go to the center, enter with caution, past the braincell graveyard where weed's responsible for memory loss Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you nauseous See what I seen every day I live with this torture Lightin spliffs up to stay high like 24 hours Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills demons Long as I'm still breathin I'm still winnin, I'll teach 'em The hood converted from trey bags to 20's a girl Everybody had money, every summer was real ill Four-finger rings, dope dealers, 'caine/Kane |
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