the waves. The curve of the horizon lets me clearly see a temporal account of the last five years and how they compress down to a single moment. Like
cars young with crazy bitches Man smoke makes me able to quote Solicitin', ill editions of that Murder I wrote A provocative plan, can bring a knot to
wonder, even in the age of faith There are some who goin' under There are some who never got it made So you passed so many years in a labyrinth of traces
the rap jiggaboo, fake nigga you You turn around then you shit on Shaq Who woulda knew, Mr. Goodie-Two-Shoes He love a little butt crack, got enough cash Little kids with they bus pass
the age of faith There are some who goin' under There are some who never got it made So you passed so many years in a labyrinth of traces Running round
trendy to be the conscious MC But next year, who knows what we'll see? Ha-Ha, these are our heroes [Chorus] Nas: "Yeah, I wanna give a special shoutout
cars young with crazy bitches Mad smoke makes me able to quote Solicitin, ill editions of that Murder I WRote A provocative plan, can bring a knot to
ll pull a pluck from the wall Puffy and those niggas gettin' paid off I tried being humble, but now I'm gon' AWOL These stars are controlled by a dark