Nas - One Love

Whattup kid I know shit is
rough doing your bid
When the cops came you
shoulda slid to my crib
Fuck it black no time
for looking back it's done
Plus congratulations
you know you got a son
I heard he looks like you
why don't your lady write you
Told her she should visit
that's when she got hyper
Flippin talk about
he acts too rough
He didn't listen he be riffin'
while I'm telling him stuff
I was like yeah shorty don't care
she a snake too
Fucking with the niggaz
from that fake crew that hate you
But yo guess who got shot
in the dome piece
Jerome's niece on her way home
from Jones Beach it's bugged
Plus little Rob is selling
drugs on the dime
Hangin out with young thugs
that all carry 9's
at night time there's more
trife than ever
Whattup with Cormega
did you see 'em are y'all together
If so then hold the fort down
represent to the fullest
Say whassup to Herb Ice and Bullet
I left a half a hundred
in your commisary
You was my nigga
when push came to shove
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Dear Born you'll be out
soon stay strong
Out in New York the same
shit is goin on
the crack heads stalking
loud mouths is talking
hold check out the story yesterday
when i was walking
the nigga you shot
last year tried to appear like
he hurtin' something
word to mother i heard him fronting
and he be pumping on your block
your man gave him your glock
and now they run together
what up son whatever
since I'm on the streets
I'ma put it to a cease
but I heard you blew a nigga
with a ox for the phone piece
Whylin on the Island
but now with Elmira
better chill cause them niggaz will
put that ass on fire
Last time you wrote you said
they tried you in the showers
but maintain when you
come home the corner's ours
On the reels all these crab
niggaz know the deal
When we start the revolution all
they probably do is squeal
But chill see you on the next V I
I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks
plus sent you flicks
Your brother's buck whylin'
in four maine he wrote me
he might beat his case
'til he come home I play it low key
so stay civilised time flies
though incarcerated your mind
I hate it when your mum cries
it kinda wants to make me
murder for real a
I've even got a mask and gloves to
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Sometimes I sit back
with a buddha sack
mind's in another world thinking
how can we exist through the facts
written in school text books
bibles et cetera
Fuck a school lecture
the lies get me vexeder
So I be ghost from my projects
I take my pen and pad for the week
and hittin nails while I'm sleepin
A two day stay you may say
I need the time alone
to relax my dome no phone
left the 9 at home
You see the streets have me
stressed somethin terrible
Fuckin with the corners
have a nigga up in Bellevue
or hdm hit with numbers
from 8 to 10
a future in a maximum
state pen is grim
So I comes back home
nobody's helpin shorty doo wop
Rollin two phillies together
in the Bridge we called 'em oowops
He said Nas niggaz
could be bustin' off the roof
so I wear a bullet proof
and pack a black tres deuce
He inhaled so deep
shut his eyes like he was sleep
Started coughing
when I peeked to watch me speak
I sat back like the mack
my army suit was black
We was chillin' on these bitches
where he pumped his loose cracks
I took an l when he passed it
this little bastard
keeps me blasted
he starts talkin mad shit
I had to school him
told him don't let niggaz fool him
'cos when the pistol blows
that's when a murder
be the cool one
Tough luck when niggaz are struck
families fucked up
could've cought your man
but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen
so take heed never bust up
if the crowd catch him solo
make the right man bleed
shorty's laugh was cold blooded
as he spoke so foul
Only twelve trying to tell me
that he liked my style
Then I rose wiping the blunts ash
from my clothes
then froze only to blow the
herb smoke through my nose
and told my little man
that i'm a go cyprose
there's some jewels in the skull
that he can sell if he chose
words of wisdom from nas
try to rise up above
keep an eye out
for jake shorty what
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