Текст (слова) песни: Nas - Smokin`

 
Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim 
(To the Gods.. to the Gods.. to the Earths) 
Pass that shit homey 
 
[Intro/Chorus] 
Now tell me what y`all smokin 
What kinda heat y`ll holdin 
Well is your creep move potent 
I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass `em to my niggaz c`mon 
We bi-coastin, keepin our po-ckets bulgin 
We got the plan in motion 
I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass `em to my niggaz c`mon 
 
[Verse One] 
Zoom, from outer space he comes 
Blunt in his mouth with his hand on his gun 
Bitches flappin they gums, do he be clappin and shootin guys 
Actor or a movie star, rapper revolutionized 
What is his race nation or creed? 
Is he arabic, black, latin, asian they read 
Magazines say I walked on water, talked to the heavens 
Spit at judges, stepped on peasants 
But in reality, I just entered your galaxy 
September `73, up in these wild streets 
Fuckin these wild freaks, a harem of hoes (God damn) 
And my mystique got `em tearin my clothes 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Verse Two] 
My nigga smoke with one lung 
If he cough he might die, passin me trees 
The liquor bottle`s almost empty 
We about to collide, with the enemy 
Only way you die if it`s meant to be 
You fuckin with a general 
No discussion is the principle we bustin it`s the end of you 
Now we knockin on your mama door 
Like we cam to fix the sink; my kind of war 
Death, angels comin for you 
Spirit horse runnin from your body like Young Guns 1 and 2 
Paramedics fightin for you, who`s gon` win? 
The hands of time, or the hands of medicine 
Don`t cry, witness your fate, this is your wake 
Walk by your casket, spit in your face 
Enter the fog dog, the light is your guide 
And when you`re gone all your niggaz gon` light it with Nas 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Verse Three] 
Pardon but I gotta question of life now 
Look at the nigga next to you right now 
Is he real, fake or scared 
Do it like this niggaz right hands in the air 
Ball it to a fist and put it over your heart 
Now let`s say it all together let the ceremony start 
I shall - stay real stay true stay holdin figures 
Never put a bitch over my niggaz 
I shall never, cooperate with the law 
Never snake me I always hold you down in war 
If they take one of mine, I take one of theirs 
I never break the oath to the death I swear 
I swear that`s how we pledge alegiance, to the alliance 
of underworld`s killers and thugs, though the science 
of a nigga still yet to be found 
So light up some green, and pass it around (just pass it around) 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[repeat until fade] 
Wanna get high, come smoke with me 
Smoke with me, light it up
 

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