the American Way, shit (That's the American way) Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way, shit ('Cause that's the American way) Yeah
s the American Way, shit Yeah I think about this everyday, that's the American Way, shit (Nas: Cause that's the American way) Yeah I think about this
Перевод: В. American Way (feat. Kelis).
Перевод: В. American Way.
(feat. Cee-Lo, Nas) [Diddy] The world at my sneakers, Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether,
(feat. Nas, Quan) Yea, hehe. Don Quan A vision of God's Son Nas. That nigga Cass rules. Whattup baby [Chorus: Quan] Y'all niggaz is crazy. (To think
, open your ears, close your eyes, listen Here's a little story that I got to tell About this Chico named Pit everyone knows so well Illmatic like Nas
The world at my sneakers Gold pieces molded with Jesus features Give streets the fever From the way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty
trust me Bust somebody head, TLC, where was we? Still rock the Prada 'fore that, rock the Starter Niggas out in Georgetown, and Magic way harder Thinking back to the projects and they way
I'm a walking obituary, death lived in me I take life through the pen, by the way I'ma see Or have you raped in the pen like American meat I'm connected
your mom's house in that tight-ass room, pullin' the cars out and the mirror pointin' at your reflection, killing yourself you american pie, stop feeling yourself! chorus: [nas
cartoons these niggaz guns don't go off until they say "Lights, camera, action!" Yo Swizz, tell them niggaz, "Eat a dick" Gun up in your face bitch, that way
The sleeping sons of Jacob For what tomorrow may bring May a better day come Yesterday we were Kings Can you tell me young ones Who are we today [Nas
