Disciple (Explicit Album Version)-Nas

Disciple (Explicit Album Version)

歌手:Nas

时间:2004-11-30

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Disciple (Explicit Album Version) - Nas

Two thousand four yeah l whattup

Prophesy

Yeah

Prophesy

Disciple disciple what disciple street's

Disciple street's

Disciple street's

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Disciple let's go

Word to mama any lineup of rhymers

Could bring any drama anytime the city's mine

Nas is like love undying money's my b**ch

In thugz mansion thugs dancin' around the fly sh*t

Pharaoh garment's Prada Egyptian camelback riders

Pyramid architects Perpignan bottles money jewelry want me then come

Get me hit me but don't miss me you history

Lead flowin' around like a Frisbee Italian dons from Sicily kiss me

This ain't 50 this ain't jigga this ain't diddy this ain't pretty

Pain power p**sy and pistols lyrically no one

Hold none near me hear me

Kids cheer me like the count of monte cristo

Steady poundin' soundin' like g without the lisp though

My big bro told me plain and simple nas do not look back

Watch where you took rap no bookbags and trucker hats

Just army jacks and diamonds that's flashin'

What the f**k is that freestyle

Disciple disciple street's

Disciple street's

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Disciple esco

Like Paul Michael and Matthew peter James and Andrew

Phillip Simon and Judas I'm disciple of music

Street beats is the main thing minus the traitor

And I'm not a dictator I'm the righteous invitin' you haters

Inside the life of the greatest

It'll take you through something real

Get a smack in your face cause I hurt up trauma tize llama

Bust shells destroy yet try'ta prevent violence

If I present iron somebody dyin' don't even worry 'bout it

Then dress warm for the cemetery climate

When I speak I need cemetery silence terror

See me gold hummers Lamborghinis man who stole the summer

Hand straight gleamin' if I don't know you toe tag you

Drag you through the cement fo fo Maggie

Body parts in my man's Maserati car then party hard in Madagascar

While rigor mortis'll grab ya him retarded I'm pass that

Gloves on where the mask at too many love songs

All the thugs gone what happened where's the passion

Rappers battlin' non rappers carryin' on backwards

Laughin' sayin' nas thinks he's Farrakhan preachin' blackness

Hell yeah awareness is my alias

Word to the Braveheart written on my bare chest

The realest here it is

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