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《Illmatic XX》由Nas于1994年4月19日发布。

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One Love

One Love

Nas&Sadat X

专辑: Illmatic XX 发行时间: 上传时间 2014-04-14 歌曲来源:

Artist: Nas

Album: Illmatic

Song: One Love

Whattup kid? I know sh*t is rough doing your bid

When the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib

F**k it black, no time for looking back it's done

Plus congratulations you know you got a son

I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you?

Told her she should visit, that's when she got hyper

Flippin, talk about he acts too rough

He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff

I was like yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too

F**king with the niggaz from that fake crew that hate you

But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece?

Jerome's niece, on her way home from Jones Beach - it's bugged

Plus little Rob is selling drugs on the dime

Hangin out with young thugs that all carry 9's

At night time there's more trife than ever

Whattup with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?

If so then hold the fort down, represent to the fullest

Say whassup to Ice Herb, and Bullet

I left a half a hundred in your commissary

You was my ni**a when push came to shove

One what? one love

Dear Born, you'll be out soon, stay strong

Out in New York the same sh*t is goin on

The crack-heads stalking, loud-mouths is talking

Hold, check out the story yesterday when I was walking

The ni**a you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin somethin

Word to mother, I heard him frontin

And he be pumping on your block

Your man gave him your glock

And now they run together, what up son, whatever

Since I'm on the streets I'ma put it to a cease

But I heard you blew a ni**a with a ox for the phone piece

Whylin on the Island, but now with Elmira

Better chill cause them niggaz will put that a** on fire

Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers

But maintain when you come home the corner's ours

On the reels, all these crab niggaz know the deal

When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal

But chill, see you on the next V-I

I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks, plus sent you flicks

Your brother's buck whylin' in four maine he wrote me

He might beat his case, 'til he come home I play it low key

So stay civilised, time flies

Though incarcerated your mind

I hate it when your mum cries

It kinda wants to make me murder, for real-a

I've even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs for one love

Sometimes I sit back with a buddha sack

Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist through the facts

Written in school text books, bibles, et cetera

F**k a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er

So I be ghost from my projects

I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin L's while I'm sleepin

A two day stay, you may say I need the time alone

To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home

You see the streets have me stressed somethin terrible

F**kin with the corners have a ni**a up in Bellevue

Or h.d.m., hit with numbers from 8 to 10

A future in a maximum state pen is grim

So I comes back home, nobody's out but shorty doo-wop

Rollin two phillies together in the Bridge we called 'em oowops

He said,........

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