Текст (слова) песни: Nas - Halftime

 
(Right..) (Right..) 
Check me out y`all, Nasty Nas in your area 
About to cause mass hysteria 
 
[Nas] 
Before a blunt, I take out my fronts 
Then I start to front, matter of fact, I be on a manhunt 
You couldn`t catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer 
That`s like Malcolm X, catchin the Jungle Fever 
King poetic, too much flavor, I`m major 
Atlanta ain`t Brave-r, I`ll pull a number like a pager 
Cause I`m am ace when I face the bass 
40-side is the place that is giving me grace 
Now wait, another dose and you might be dead 
And I`m a Nike head, I wear chains that excite the feds 
And ain`t a damn thing gonna change 
I`ma performer (?) show the mic warmer was born to gain 
Nas, why did you do it? 
You know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it`s halftime 
 
(Right..) It`s halftime 
(Right..) Aiyyo it`s halftime 
(Right..) It`s halftime 
(Right..) Yeah, it`s about halftime 
This is how it feel, check it out, how it feel 
 
[Nas] 
It`s like that, you know it`s like that 
I got it hemmed, now you never get the mic back 
When I attack, there ain`t an army that could strike back 
So I react never calmly on a hype track 
I set it off with my own rhyme 
Cause I`m as ill as a convict who kills for phone time 
I`m max like cassettes, I flex like sex 
in your stereo sets, Nas will catch wreck 
I used to hustle, now all I do is relax and strive 
When I was young, I was a fan of the Jackson 5 
I drop jewels, wear jewels, hope to never run it 
With more kicks than a baby in a mother`s stomach 
Nasty Nas has to rise cause I`m wise 
This is exercise `til the microphone dies 
Back in eighty-three I was an MC sparking 
But I was too scared to grab the mic`s in the park and 
kick my little raps cause I thought niggaz wouldn`t understand 
And now in every jam I`m the fuckin man 
I rap in front of more niggaz than in the slave ships 
I used to watch C.H.I.P.S., now I load glock clips 
I got to have it, I miss Mr. Magic 
Versatile, my style switches like a faggot 
But not bisexual, I`m an intellectual 
Of rap, I`m a professional and that`s no question, yo 
These are the lyrics of the man, you can`t near it, understand 
Cuz in the streets, I`m well known like the number man 
In my place wit the bass and format 
Explore rap, and tell me Nas ain`t all that 
And next time I rhyme, I be foul 
Whenever I freestyle I see trial niggaz say I`m wow 
I hate a rhymebiter`s rhyme 
Stay tuned, Nas, soon the real rap comes at halftime 
 
(Right..) It`s halftime 
(Right..) Exhale, check it it`s halftime 
(Right..) It`s halftime 
(Right..) It`s real in the field 
Word life, check it 
 
[Nas] 
I got it goin on, even flip `em on this song 
Every afternoon, I kick half the tune 
And in the darkness, I`m heartless like when the NARCs hit 
Word to Marcus Garvey I hardly sparked it 
Cause when I blast the herb, that`s my word 
I be slayin them fast, doing this that and the third 
But chill, past to Andre, and let`s slay 
I bag bitches up at John Jay, and hit a matinee 
Puttin hits on 5-0 
Csudr when it`s my time to go, I wait for God wit the fo`-fo` 
And biters can`t come near 
And yo, go to hell to the foul cop who shot Garcia 
I won`t plant seeds, don`t need an extra mouth I can`t feed 
That`s extra Phillie change, more cash for that weed 
This goes out to Manhattan, the island of Staten 
Brooklyn and Queens is livin fat and 
The Boogie Down, enough props, enough clout 
Ill Will, rest in peace, yo, I`m out 
 
(Right..) It`s still halftime 
(Right..) To the Queensbridge crew 
To the Queensbridge crew, you know it`s halftime 
(Right..) Ninety-two, it`s halftime 
(Right..) Yo police, police man, yo let`s get ghost 
Halftime..
 

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The Outcome
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