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Shoot 'em Up Nas [Nas] One 44, two 45's 3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives 500 Benz, 6 reasons why This kid should die We shootin every motherfucker outside Pulled on his block, jumped out the car, guns in The Cross Nas streets, that y'all once hated But now I reinvented myself, and y'all all waited NAS, N.A.S. mean Niggaz Against Society Noisy I aim not silently, noose all surroundin me I hang 'em I string 'em up I'm a Villain Nas hat turned back Love commitin sins and my friends sell crack I got it goin on, my knuckle game is strong Sip Dom Perignon and then carry on Army certified, keep a Rent A Ride Strippin mad hoes and kick em It Ain't Hard To Tell Nas breath I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps Deep like The Shinin', sparkle like a diamond Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket linin Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion Nas Nas Morales Metro Boomin, Nas [Chorus: Nas] Shoot a web, glidin' through the sky, through the air Dancin' through the buildings, Fred Astaire, bunch of skyscrapers everywhere I'm just flexin' my ability, sick and tired of humility Nas Is Like Nas ("Nas is . . ." Nas Is Like (Album Ver.) Nas it was Nasty, but times have changed Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine Saw my close Nas Is Like (Main) Nas and also, what defines my name First it was Nasty, but times have changed Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame Saw fiends shoot Nas Is Like (from 'It Was Written') Nas and also, what defines my name First it was Nasty, but times have changed Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame Saw fiends shoot If I Ruled the World (Imagine That) (Feat. Lauryn Hill) Nas Intro: Nas (Lauryn Hill singing in the background) Life..... I wonder.... Will it take me under.... The Message Nas The Message-nas Fake thug no love you get the slug cb4 gutso Your luck no I didn't know 'till I was drunk though You freak niggaz played out get fucked then ate out Prostitute turned bitch Everybody's Crazy Nas [Nas] Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do Allah Fisk full of dollars in a dice game god D & D glass cloth Kangols guided by angel with white wings Nas the Viking fresh from my ankles thankful Gangster see gangster Bravehearted (Featuring Nas) (Explicit) Bravehearts Brave,Brave,Brave,Brave,Brave, BraveHeart (tell 'em) Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wi, Wiz, BraveHeart Yo' G,W,I,C, Won't yall come fuck wit me While I lay, get chased, catch, and cash tha check Stomp niggas out take respect N.Y. State Of Mind Pt. II Nas [Nas] Uhh Yo, yo-yo, y'all Whattup? Whattup It's time man (Word, it's time?) N.Y. State Of Mind Part II Nas [Nas] Uhh Yo, yo-yo, y'all Whattup? Whattup It's time man (Word, it's time?) Hip Hop Is Dead (Album Ver. (Edited)) Nas Hip hop Is dead Had to flip this track again y'all Is dead Hip hip hop Hip hip hop NYC Dirty South West Coast Midwest Let's go If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip and body 'em Slow it Down (Explicit Ver.) Nas I need it every day Nas like the Nazca Lines, can only be seen from up high Only the true understand me but I see 'em as family I saw the shit when I was fourteen, I counted on it I was born a don with Thief's Theme (Explicit) Nas violent priors Goin' back like black and white TV's wit pliers Leanin' on broke down cars, wit flat tires Flash iron, or anybody tryin on the blocks I'm supplyin on Mighty call, my peeps, tie ballons up Pussy Killz Nas ya Huh Ugh Ugh Ugh Pussy kill me when I was born (what) Pardon me I rephrase it departed mommy wound decayin I look at the bright side, the fact that I got a life side Born 73 (September right Nas Zone Out (Explicit Version) (Feat. Bravehearts) Nas hand, find me Call Earl, death is the ways of the world Y'all made criminals Tryin' to wild out there so crack, bust guns at Bow Wow's age Fightin' in jail, lookin' for heaven, livin' in hell Fuckin 'em Black Republican Nas for good too much thug in 'em Probably in the back of the hood I'm like Fuck it then Huddlin' over the oven we was like brothers then Though you was nothin' other than a son of my mother's friend Purple Nas Light it, uhh Light it up, uhh [Nas] The whole, city is mine, prettiest Don I don’t like the way P. Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers Why it’s mentioned in my rhymes? Wanna Play (Rough?) Nas 'cause where I'm from the young chooses a gun before they choose an education but once dead their ain't no awakenin' so like once said, life aint for fakin yo, you wit' me when I say duct tape 'em Abracadabra (Explicit Ver.) Nas niggas cap Give you the shakes like "Faces of Death" tapes when that lady got hit on the track I'm seein' black so I gotta black, the magic is black (Magic is black) What generation don't listen to Nas What This All Really Means (Explicit Ver.) Nas finally see See what it all mean Yeah The feelin' of the first time seein' your name on a flyer It just was yesterday, picture that on the day you retire And they still shocked and amazed, I made it up Where I'm From (With Jay Z) (Live) Nas everything, So everything you said you'd do You did it, Couldn't talk about it if you ain't lived it I from where niggas pull your car, and argue all day about Who's the best MC's, Biggie, Jay Z, and Nas Take It In Blood Nas They out from sniffing coke off of twenty cent Andrew Jacksons City lights spark a New York night Rossi and Martini sippin', Sergio Tachinni flipping Mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw 'em Zone Out Nas find me Call Earl, death is the ways of the world Y'all made criminals Tryin' to wild out there so crack, bust guns at Bow Wow's age Fightin' in jail, lookin' for heaven, livin' in hell Fuckin 'em HERE WE GO! (from the Netflix film "Beverly Hills Cop: Axel F") Lil Nas X miles, wouldn't catch up Move, tell 'em, "Just move" Tell 'em, "Just move," move, move I'm livin' and livin' I don't wanna die (Livin' and livin', I don't wanna die) They tryna get even I'm beatin' the Accident Murderers (Feat. Rick Ross) Nas it planned You thought you had your man He saw you comin' he ran when you tried to blast that man Missed him by inches he sprinted Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered Two of ‘em