Nas lyrics
Nas lyrics
"Nothing Lasts Forever lyrics"
Blame lyrics
Carrying the past upon my shoulders Shame that weighs me down like a boulder Underneath I'm calling out Carrying my shame Put myself through pain In the end You will take the blame pain and suffering my heroes The greatest sacrifice becomes a zero Underneath I'm calling out Carrying my shame Put myself through pain In the end You will take the blame Carrying my shame Suffering is vain In the end You will take the blame
Carrying the past upon my shoulders Shame that weighs me down like a boulder Underneath I'm calling out Carrying my shame Put myself through pain In the end You will take the blame pain and suffering my heroes The greatest sacrifice becomes a zero Underneath I'm calling out Carrying my shame Put myself through pain In the end You will take the blame Carrying my shame Suffering is vain In the end You will take the blame
A lot of times it seems like, you ain't gon' make it where you wanna be in life
But, yo if you got a plan, believe me you gon' get there
You gon' get everything you ever wanted baby
That's my word
Trust, my niggas come home from long bids
They check for me before they see their own kids
I open up accounts for 'em, we bounce tour in
major cities, arenas, headline with big time singers
Cop Ferraris with navigational screens
guide us through your hood and any locality, head back to Queens
Piped out seats, Oakwood mb cord speakers
Bumpin' out old shit
That made me think of Old Easters '86 in a le tigre short sleeves
Lees, flip the cuffs up, gettin' fucked up
from Old E, Fresh Fest, niggas got hurt
100 niggas rush the door with Queensbridge tournament shirts
Back then, nobody wore a vest
Pull out razors, you had to put your hand skills to the test
Get your Pumas took, come home barefoot willin'
Look at the chain I snatched with a medallion worth a thousand
Cops rushe
Wildfire lyrics
Come and give me that wildfire The uncivilized sound that I love The primitive ragga blaze style Consciousness vibes I and I know The untamed flame that I desire Me want uncultivated Jah glow Foolish intensity, versatile Fly the spirit high, take me higher [Chorus:] One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire will never end [repeat] I want to feel that wildfire Irregular burning of the su
d the garden made it home smilin'Come and give me that wildfire The uncivilized sound that I love The primitive ragga blaze style Consciousness vibes I and I know The untamed flame that I desire Me want uncultivated Jah glow Foolish intensity, versatile Fly the spirit high, take me higher [Chorus:] One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire will never end [repeat] I want to feel that wildfire Irregular burning of the su
Half of the crew probably on the island
Project call play puff ball the hoop was made out of a hanger
Playin' corners stick the elevator never thought
Project life was promised nothin' but to die trife
for steppin' on the next man's nikes my motto look for tomorrow
Today is yesterday look at the hood now, I'm mad that it turned out that way
Gats spray these shorties is killers
The older G's taught us well, what's wild now is that they're smaller
And they look at me like I'm on the outside lookin' in
Like 'who's you' when I cruise through
I call shorty took him in watch your friends, get ends
be clever, realize that today's the first day that begins forever
Everything will eventually come to an end
So try to savor the moment, cuz time flies don't it
The beauty of life, you gotta make it last for the better
Cuz nothin' lasts forever
Everything will eventually come to an end
So try to savor the moment, cuz time flies don't it
The beauty
Data Control lyrics
(V: Grant)A nine digit numberFor every living soulThat is all they talk aboutAt Data ControlThey know everything about youKeeping secrets is too hardYour life is all recorded for youIn holes punched in computer cardsData Control (digital readout)Data Control (perforated feedout)Data Control (microfilm files)Data Control (1984 style)A multinational corporationA stockholder's dreamA nightmare of diversityA defense system so supremeToo technical t
of life, you gotta make it last for the better(V: Grant)A nine digit numberFor every living soulThat is all they talk aboutAt Data ControlThey know everything about youKeeping secrets is too hardYour life is all recorded for youIn holes punched in computer cardsData Control (digital readout)Data Control (perforated feedout)Data Control (microfilm files)Data Control (1984 style)A multinational corporationA stockholder's dreamA nightmare of diversityA defense system so supremeToo technical t
Cuz nothin' lasts forever
Nice cars, livin' like a star club hoppin'
Poppin' bottles at the bar love shoppin'
Gucci iceberg, coppin' two, three nice furs
One for your wife, one for your freak silver spurs
Rolls Royce too good to be true, houses worth 2.2
Pool parties beautiful view
You made it in life, Forbes Magazine style baggy jeans style
Pass the green while hoes wit' meanwhile
Asses, pretty mommies illest bodies pass glasses
Louis Roderra with Peach Schnapps you just relaxin'
Thinkin' damn wish my niggas could afford this
On the sand at your Malibu house holdin' a cordless
Talkin' to lawyers accountants investments
Money doubles, triples protected hard work you manifested
Worries of failure, when you buried will your familia
Keep your name prosperin' to the maximum
You should live, there's only one life that's the physical
Rich or poor in jail why the fuck should you be miserable
Things happen for reasons, the clock
Before You Hit The Ground lyrics
I seen every one of the faces you wear Low, high and everything in between Your eyes are fixed on the prize like a dead man's stare Tick. tock. The hands on the clock don't care Buzz is good Feelin' fine One of these days You'll be out of time God ain't gonna look for you Down in the lost and found You better look up or you're gonna be gone Before you hit the ground You'll keep dippin' in til the well run dry Hope you don't get thirsty later I know talk
keeps tickin'I seen every one of the faces you wear Low, high and everything in between Your eyes are fixed on the prize like a dead man's stare Tick. tock. The hands on the clock don't care Buzz is good Feelin' fine One of these days You'll be out of time God ain't gonna look for you Down in the lost and found You better look up or you're gonna be gone Before you hit the ground You'll keep dippin' in til the well run dry Hope you don't get thirsty later I know talk
Love could have your heart beat skippin', thugs turn to religion
The bitch you love could start to hate you, the shit you use to do escape you
Things that make you laugh represent the past
Reminisce the block gamble gees on the floor
Niggas use to be the man, you don't see 'em no more
Your favorite restaurants and favorite stores, they tore 'em down
Turn 'em into shopping malls the hood is like a ghost town
Haunted by souls who thought that time stood still
Just live your life to the fullest, never look back, it's real
Everything must eventually come to an end
So try to savor your moments, cuz time flies don't it
The beauty of life, you gotta make it last for the better
Cuz nothin' lasts forever, ya know
I said everything eventually comes to an end
So try to savor your moments, cuz time flies don't it
The beauty of life, you gotta make it last for the better
Cuz nothin' lasts forever
Ya know, ya now, nothin' lasts forever ya know let it go, let it go