[00:00.00] 作词 : Nasir Jones/Patrick Baril/Angela Bofill
[00:00.11] 作曲 : Nasir Jones/Patrick Baril/Angela Bofill
[00:00.23]In our younger days we were so in love
[00:05.73]And the thought of losing you was enough
[00:09.30]Can't lose me
[00:10.81]Who be the holy prophet, they watchin’ with all his posture?
[00:14.26]His Rothstein goggle game be the shitst, he gots to
[00:16.90]Be from the '80s era
[00:18.30]His tint is shade Carrera, Queens forever
[00:20.18]Green pipe seats, clean Panamera
[00:22.14]Amateur Hanna-Barbera characters know they envy
[00:24.66]The illest Hennessy Black sipper with loaded semis
[00:27.50]You pick of the week, voted-in rappers you go against me
[00:30.18]You can't tantalize a call girl with just a roll of pennies
[00:32.87]Can't bait a lion in ya trap without a tranquilizer
[00:35.34]You enterin’ a boxing ring with no trainer beside ya
[00:38.22]My Panerai watch glows like Avatar
[00:40.84]Caviar black diamonds, can you imagine, y'all?
[00:43.53]Take it from a rich man plate, kick in his door
[00:45.89]'Cause his war with the bloodsuckers of the poor
[00:48.49]The first shall be last, that's just universal law
[00:51.21]Pop the cork, the Perrier-Jouet pours, like this
[00:55.61]Uh
[00:56.51]I tell a story of a prince life and all his glory
[00:59.50]It's killin' me softly
[01:00.80]Somber like the buildings in Fort Greene
[01:03.23]Hood monsters and b*****s who walk mean
[01:05.86]Nas+Lost Freestyle+The Lost Tapes 2+Hood niggas and they just came home and they grip they chrome
[01:09.71]Can you hear me, is this thing on?
[01:11.92]Test, one, two, gimme some feedback if y'all could feel it
[01:15.48]For the home invasion dudes that be robbin’ dealers
[01:17.86]Picture me runnin’ inside they crib, rollin' wit’ ya
[01:20.47]Mask on the face, tyin' up the sister
[01:23.16]Lookin' for the bricks to get richer
[01:25.57]Smackin' up the dude with the gun, take the jewels and the funds
[01:28.36]A dirty game when you servin’ 'caine
[01:30.78]Got feds to watch, hoes to watch, checkpoints and roadblocks
[01:34.04]Police barricades, batterrams
[01:36.47]Doors off the hinges, wake up flinchin', who ratted, man?
[01:39.11]Knew who it had to been, states, feds and housin' added in
[01:42.50]Every department searchin' your apartment
[01:44.44]Ransackin' it, found four ratchets
[01:46.98]DEA jackets, we gotta escape the madness
[01:49.83]Haha, yeah, escape the madness
[01:52.79]Yeah, through the eyes of Pablo
[01:56.06]That's how I'm lookin' at you, there's an obstacle in everything
[01:59.41]It's all natural, I'm keepin' it pilin'
[02:01.56]Keepin' heat with the silencers
[02:03.21]Learnin' Greek and Italian, speak with kings while dinin'
[02:05.83]Good with hyenas, meanin' it's hood when it's time for ridin'
[02:08.86]Ties was suppliers for my days of the projects
[02:11.72]Where I resided, a phenomenon
[02:13.05]With the ambitions of a rider
[02:15.03]Pretty amazon on my arm, b***h, I'm the flyest
[02:18.21]The flyest, haha, yeah
[02:21.23]Lemme hear that
[02:23.34]

作词 : Nasir Jones/Patrick Baril/Angela Bofill
作曲 : Nasir Jones/Patrick Baril/Angela Bofill
In our younger days we were so in love
And the thought of losing you was enough
Can't lose me
Who be the holy prophet, they watchin’ with all his posture?
His Rothstein goggle game be the shitst, he gots to
Be from the '80s era
His tint is shade Carrera, Queens forever
Green pipe seats, clean Panamera
Amateur Hanna-Barbera characters know they envy
The illest Hennessy Black sipper with loaded semis
You pick of the week, voted-in rappers you go against me
You can't tantalize a call girl with just a roll of pennies
Can't bait a lion in ya trap without a tranquilizer
You enterin’ a boxing ring with no trainer beside ya
My Panerai watch glows like Avatar
Caviar black diamonds, can you imagine, y'all?
Take it from a rich man plate, kick in his door
'Cause his war with the bloodsuckers of the poor
The first shall be last, that's just universal law
Pop the cork, the Perrier-Jouet pours, like this
Uh
I tell a story of a prince life and all his glory
It's killin' me softly
Somber like the buildings in Fort Greene
Hood monsters and b*****s who walk mean
Nas+Lost Freestyle+The Lost Tapes 2+Hood niggas and they just came home and they grip they chrome
Can you hear me, is this thing on?
Test, one, two, gimme some feedback if y'all could feel it
For the home invasion dudes that be robbin’ dealers
Picture me runnin’ inside they crib, rollin' wit’ ya
Mask on the face, tyin' up the sister
Lookin' for the bricks to get richer
Smackin' up the dude with the gun, take the jewels and the funds
A dirty game when you servin’ 'caine
Got feds to watch, hoes to watch, checkpoints and roadblocks
Police barricades, batterrams
Doors off the hinges, wake up flinchin', who ratted, man?
Knew who it had to been, states, feds and housin' added in
Every department searchin' your apartment
Ransackin' it, found four ratchets
DEA jackets, we gotta escape the madness
Haha, yeah, escape the madness
Yeah, through the eyes of Pablo
That's how I'm lookin' at you, there's an obstacle in everything
It's all natural, I'm keepin' it pilin'
Keepin' heat with the silencers
Learnin' Greek and Italian, speak with kings while dinin'
Good with hyenas, meanin' it's hood when it's time for ridin'
Ties was suppliers for my days of the projects
Where I resided, a phenomenon
With the ambitions of a rider
Pretty amazon on my arm, b***h, I'm the flyest
The flyest, haha, yeah
Lemme hear that