were born Starring out, a young disciple You had that gleam in your eye Disciple of the projects From the day you were born Street's disciple Yeah, disciple
? Of y'all? I'm Nas on a track that's unorthodox Like my life coulda been offed by the cops Told y'all, Nas will prevail by the book when it's up for
streets So let's go, let's go, let's go for the beat Let's go, Virgo proof, it's the Virgo Let's go Nasty Nas, let's go Ludacris And if you don't know
think you might wanna S-sneak your ratchet in here for this one Ay ladies, put your petroleum jelly on your face Yo nas, we got a big bet in the streets
known as Queenbridge Nas, Nas you don't stop Olu Dara in the house, you don't stop Muddy Waters' Howling Wolf you don't stop From the Blues to Street
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to blaze that Tired of hoppin' from honey to honey HIV spreadin', everybody bump the same bunnies The game'll put niggas in they graves Right before they part ways with the street
Live now niggas There's no promise of a second time around Put it down wit' ya's (Live) Live now there's no reason Why shouldn't everything is up to
back again Uh, yeah the booty is the bass The highs, the beauty in ya eyes, first glance I became alive She went through a lot of dangerous guys, surprise Now she would decide on Nas
don't remember great times that made me drool And the sex gave me flashbacks when I was like eww Mature with it now dog, here's the side of Nas Principles
we met at a redlight Homeboy bumpin' my old shit They wildin' with some freaks from the islands Piled in behind him, Limousine, Benz He shouted, 'Nas
Peace, how you? I ain't mean to be late It was my night to watch my little girl It's chilly out here What happened, you cryin'? You all got into it again
kennel is waiting You devils will run back into the caves you came from Whenever that day comes, forty-acres, plantations, see every race won Sincerely yours, Street's Disciple
I'd like to dedicate this one here to my star, to the one I cherish She loves me unconditionally, no matter what I love her, always be here for you baby
I had bad chicks that blow cum bubbles like bubblegum Plus they ass lick, summer house, be sippin' rum Layin' lazy in the recliner, couple days in my
, Bar, Pappy, my niggaz Here's another warrior song from Nasty and Quan It's to him I pass the baton to carry this on Street's disciple Salute to those
style, the son do Check, one, two Yo, I'm hot like 95 Fahrenheit On a summer night, tight spot where bodies rot Rats drink from water drops in the streets
