QUOTE
Nas - Hero
Hero By Nas
[CHORUS]
Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason
Can't leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in
So in God's Son we trust
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want
They looking for... a hero
I guess that makes me... a hero
[VERSE 1]
Another chapter of the cleanest rapper
Distinguished gentlemen
Crooks and castle on his back
Maybach-er, exotic lady eye-catcher
Holla at'cha, call me the chiropractor
Working like Muay Thai class
Get perspire out ya
And of course I've been the boss since back when
Rocking D Boy, Fila, velour in 190 black Benz
Now they shut down the stores when I'm shopping
Used to be train robbing, face covered in stocking
I'm him
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 2]
Rubber-grip-holder, reloader
Come at me I'ma rip your soliders in half
Silverback ape, nickle-plated mag
Young, rich, and flashy
Young, b! tch, I'm nasty
All black clothes til ice lay on me so classy
And every time I close my lids
I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams that my niqqas ain't never lived to see
Tell them angels open the door for me
From nine berettas and moving raw
To chilling in wine cellars
Sticks and humidors
That's what I call mature
That's what I call a g
That's what I call a pimp
That's what I call a gangsta
To the fullest, sh! t
I try to make more cream
By every September 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more clean, as I grow yearly
I can see things more clearly
That's why they fear me
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3]
This universal apartheid
I'm hog-tied, the corporate side
Blocking y'all from going to stores and buying it
First L.A. and Doug Morris was riding wit it
But Newsweek article startled big wigs
They said, Nas, why is he trying it?
My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning
Forgetting - Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel
They can't sing what's in their soul
So untitled it is
I never change nothin'
But people remember this
If Nas can't say it, think about these talented kids
With new ideas being told what they can and can't spit
I can't sit and watch it
So, sh! t, I'ma drop it
Like it or not
You ain't gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio
Cups of Don Julio
No matter what the CD called
I'm unbeatable, y'all
[CHORUS]
Hero By Nas
[CHORUS]
Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason
Can't leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in
So in God's Son we trust
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want
They looking for... a hero
I guess that makes me... a hero
[VERSE 1]
Another chapter of the cleanest rapper
Distinguished gentlemen
Crooks and castle on his back
Maybach-er, exotic lady eye-catcher
Holla at'cha, call me the chiropractor
Working like Muay Thai class
Get perspire out ya
And of course I've been the boss since back when
Rocking D Boy, Fila, velour in 190 black Benz
Now they shut down the stores when I'm shopping
Used to be train robbing, face covered in stocking
I'm him
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 2]
Rubber-grip-holder, reloader
Come at me I'ma rip your soliders in half
Silverback ape, nickle-plated mag
Young, rich, and flashy
Young, b! tch, I'm nasty
All black clothes til ice lay on me so classy
And every time I close my lids
I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams that my niqqas ain't never lived to see
Tell them angels open the door for me
From nine berettas and moving raw
To chilling in wine cellars
Sticks and humidors
That's what I call mature
That's what I call a g
That's what I call a pimp
That's what I call a gangsta
To the fullest, sh! t
I try to make more cream
By every September 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more clean, as I grow yearly
I can see things more clearly
That's why they fear me
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3]
This universal apartheid
I'm hog-tied, the corporate side
Blocking y'all from going to stores and buying it
First L.A. and Doug Morris was riding wit it
But Newsweek article startled big wigs
They said, Nas, why is he trying it?
My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning
Forgetting - Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel
They can't sing what's in their soul
So untitled it is
I never change nothin'
But people remember this
If Nas can't say it, think about these talented kids
With new ideas being told what they can and can't spit
I can't sit and watch it
So, sh! t, I'ma drop it
Like it or not
You ain't gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio
Cups of Don Julio
No matter what the CD called
I'm unbeatable, y'all
[CHORUS]
i'm legendary..invadin da cemetary diggin, cuz it's necessary
like it's a treasure buried..resurrectin hip-hop, to forever carry
more than da west coast tatt'd on my shoulder..my raps is explosive
hate? you cats is so bogus..it's a fact that i'm sort of erosive
midas as a writer in cyphaz, maybe cuz..i got that gold touch
my flows rough.. but quite smooth as silk fabrics & also valor
like joseph the apostle i'm pure..see as my recitals are endured
"running this shit"? no memo's or demo's needed..that's for sure
if i did hit da studio to record..or put some wax up in da stores
it'll murder these so-called rappers & send them to da lord
get features!! for support..1 bar, is all needed to place ya in a morge
hey this is my chore..to da core w/galore, it's a threat if i resort
to put ya career in a detour..switch da lanes before, ya hit a dead end
no marvel comics w/animated logic..call dre, ya detoxed late, da expections of chronic
this is lessons from a prophet, tempted on possibly investin in profit
but i really write for those that can't get a desk into college
boss man expect them to be honest..like a big promotion versus debt is, a promise
who's checkin da wallets? da checks isn't enough to even press any dollars
for da white man, cotton picked & also my field nigga ancestors polished
dark and nappy w/a rag Pissed-Tons b4, like they was related to Ben Wallace
i'm lucky black women got a brain too, last week lil sis graduated w/honors
bout to be an uncle now..wow, luckily bruh got a cool baby mama..& no drama
though i'm dealin w/dramatic bitches, i sware they should earn an oscar
i'm wonderin where da fuck da check for my stimulus rebate is?
heard popz got cancer in 3 parts, & newports you'll think i'll replace it
but right now on this line i just lit another..bad lungs i'll get to suffer
fucked a broad i ain't committed with too, damn! how i forget my rubber?
w/std plus hpv..what's savin me? thankfully i'll be, to wake anotha day 2 see
not even a cape, tights, slicked hair, w/an S on his chest is replacin me
like Plan B face in e. oakland in memory at death paint my mural
i'm da black superman countin up to 7 zeros..a muthafuckin hero!!!
