Текст (слова) песни: Nas - You`re The Man

 
Uh uh, yo 
They plan was to knock me out the top of the game 
But I overstand they truth is all lame 
I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames 
Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name 
Nas - too real, Nas - true king 
It`s however you feel, g`head, you swing 
Your arms too short to box with god 
I don`t kill soloists only kill squads 
Fame went to they head, so now it`s "Fuck Nas" 
Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys 
I seen it comin 
Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna` do what I do 
Came in with my style, so I fathered you 
I kept changin on the world since "...Barbeque" 
Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with 
Fuck bitches I hit, it`s funny I once said... 
If I, ever make a record 
I take a check and put something away for a rainy day to make my exit 
But look at me now, ten years deep 
Since the project, ?? 
I never asked to be top of rap`s elite 
Just a ghetto child tryna` learn the traps of the streets 
But look at me now 
 
[Chorus] 
"You`re the man" "You`re the man" 
"You`re the man" "You`re the man" 
"You`re the man" "You`re the man" 
"You`re the man" "You`re the man" 
"You`re the man" "You`re the man" 
 
But wait a sec`, give me time to explain, women and fast cars 
And diamond rings can poison a rap star 
It`s suicidal, how I smoke in so much la` 
I saw a dead bird flyin through a broken sky 
Wish I could flap wings and fly away 
To where black kings and Ghana stay 
So I could get on my flesh right away 
But that`ll be the day when it`s peace 
When my gat don`t need to spray 
When these streets are safe to play 
Sex with death, indulge in these women 
Vision my own skeleton swimmin in eternal fire 
Broads play with pentagrams in they vagina 
Like the Exorcist, then they gave birth to my seeds 
I beg for God`s help, why they love hurtin me? 
I`m your disciple, a thug certainly 
I`m the N the A to the S-I-R 
If I wasn`t I must`ve been Escobar 
Forty-five in my waist, starin at my reflection 
In the mirror, sittin still in the chair like my conception 
When everything around me got cloudy, the chair became a king`s throne 
My destiny found me 
It was clear why the struggle was so painful 
Metamorphosis, this is what I changed to 
And God, I`m so thankful 
 
[Chorus to fade]
 

Другие песни Nas :

2nd Childhood
Affirmative Action
Big Girl
Big Things
Black Girl Lost
Blaze a 50
Braveheart Party
Come Get Me
Destroy & Rebuild
Dr. Knockboot
Ether
Every Ghetto
Family
Favor For A Favor
Ghetto Prisoners
God Love Us
Got Yourself A Gun
Halftime
Hate Me Now
I can
I Gave You Power
I Want To Talk To You
If I Ruled The World
It Ain`t Hard To Tell
It Ain`t Hard to Tell (Remix)
Just a moment
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Kissing
Last Words
Life Is What You Make It
Life We Chose
Life`s A Bitch
Live Nigga Rap
Made You Look
Made You Look (Remix) (Feat. Ludacris &
Memory Lane (sittin` In Da Park)
Money Is My Bitch
My Country
N. Y. State Of Mind Part Ii
N.y. State Of Mind
Nas Is Coming
Nas Is Like
Nastradamus
Nature Shines
New World
One Love
One Mic
One Time 4 Your Mind
Project Window
Quiet Niggas
Represent
Rewind
Rule
Shoot `em Up
Shootouts
Silent Murder
Small World
Smokin`
Some Of Us Have Angels
Stillmatic (the Intro)
Street Dreams
Suspect
Take It In Blood
The Flyest
The Genius
The Message
The Outcome
The Prediction
The Set Up
The World Is Yours
Undying Love
Watch Dem Niggas
We Will Survive
What Goes Around
You Owe Me
You Won`t See Me Tonight
You`re The Man