Nas Is Like

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Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a 
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baby's being born
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Same time a man is murdered—the 
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beginning and end
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As far as rap go, it's only natural
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 I explain
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My plateau, and also, what defines 
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my name
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First it was Nasty, but times have 
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changed
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Ask me now, I'm the artist, but 
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hardcore, my sign is for pain
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I spent time in the game, kept my 
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mind on fame
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Saw fiends shoot up and do lines of
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 cocaine
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Saw my close friends shot, flatline,
 am I sane?
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That depends, carry MAC-10's to 
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practice my aim
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On rooftops, tape CD covers to trees
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Line the barrel up with your weak 
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picture then squeeze
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Street scriptures for lost souls, 
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in the crossroads
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To the corner thugs hustling for 
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cars that cost dough
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To the big dogs living large, taking
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 in light
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Pushing big toys, getting nice, 
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enjoying your life
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It's what you make it, suicide, few
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 try to take it
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Belt tied around their neck in jail
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 cells naked
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Heaven and Hell, rap legend, 
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presence is felt
N.C.
And of course N-A-S are the letters 
that spell - NAS, NAS

[Scratched Hook]
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"Nas is like" "life or death"
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"I'm a rebel"
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"My poetry's deep, I never fell"
A
"Nas is like" "Nas is like"
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"Half man half amazing"
G#m  C#m
"No doubt"

[Verse 2]
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"Nas is like…" Earth, Wind & Fire,
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 rims and tires
G#m                            
Bulletproof glass, inside is the 
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realest driver
A                 F#m            
Planets in orbit, line 'em up 
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with the stars
C#m
Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh
 Nas
A               F#m        G#m
"Nas is like…" Iron Mike, messiah 
type
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Before the Christ, after the death
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The last one left, let my cash 
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invest in stock
        G#m                    C#m
Came a long way from blastin' TEC's 
on blocks
 A                           F#m
Went from Seiko to Rolex, owning 
acres
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From the projects with no chips, to
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 large cake dough
A                       F#m
Dimes giving fellatio, siete zeros
G#m                     C#m
Bet my 9 spit for the pesos, but 
what's it all worth?
A                        F#m
Can't take it with you under this 
earth
 G#m                         C#m
Rich men died and tried, but none of
 it worked
      A                        F#m
They just rob your grave, I'd rather
 be alive and paid
G#m                           C#m
Before my number's called, history's
 made
A                          F#m
Some'll fall, but I rise, thug or 
die
           G#m                  
Making choices that determine my 
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future under the sky
A                          F#m
To rob, steal or kill, I'm wondering
 why
        G#m                      E
It's a dirty game, is any man worthy
 of fame?
    A                           
Much success to you, even if you 
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wish me the opposite
 G#m                             
Sooner or later we'll all see who 
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the prophet is

[Scratched Hook]
A
"Nas is like" "life or death"
F#m
"I'm a rebel"
G#m                          E
"My poetry's deep, I never fell"
A
"Nas is like" "Nas is like"
F#m
"Half man half amazing"
G#m  C#m
"No doubt"

[Verse 3]
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"Nas is like…" Sex to a nympho, but 
nothing sweet
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I'm like beef, bustin' heat through 
your windows
A                           F#m
I'm like a street sweeper, green 
leaf breather
        G#m
Like Greeks in Egypt
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Learning something deep from they 
teachers
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I'm like crime, like your 9, your 
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man you would die for
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Always got you, I’m like Pac dude 
you would cry for
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I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm 
      F#m
like crisp money
G#m                          
Corporate accounts from a rich 
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company
             A                  
I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm 
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like all races
            G#m                  
Combined in one man; like the '99 
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Summer Jam
         A
Bulletproof Hummer man
F#m              G#m
I'm like being locked down around 
new faces
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And none of 'em fam
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I'm the feeling of a millionaire 
   F#m
spending a hundred grand
       G#m                 E
I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet
     A                         F#m
Live it and I write down and I watch
 it blow up
       G#m
Y'all know what I'm like
N.C.
Y'all play it your system every 
night, now…

[Scratched Hook]
A
"Nas is like" "life or death"
F#m
"I'm a rebel"
G#m                          E
"My poetry's deep, I never fell"
A
"Nas is like" "Nas is like"
F#m
"Half man half amazing"
G#m  C#m
"No doubt"