[Nas] A pro
ject minded individual
criminal tactics
Us blacks kids born with birth defects,
we hyperactive
Mentally sex- crazed
dysfunctional they describe us
They liars, the en d of the day,
we fucking survivors
I remember watching
scarface the first time
Look at that big house, that
porsche paid for by crime
How could i sell this poison to
peoples in my mind
They dumb to destroy them
selves is how i rationalise
In a bastardised nation,
magnum 4.5 carrying
Where i'm from, aint far from washington
heights the cop aryan
A rookie boy the cookie
didn't make no profit
A stranger to the block i damn near had
to make them cop it
It only took a fiend to taste it once
to say it's garbage
I brought it back to poppy,
aint tryna take no losses
He focuses on my emotionless
young dealer face then pauses
He gives me powder he has faith
in nases
Ambition's to distribute coke
Had additions to gold chains,
mercedes benz hopes
But i'm again broke
This shit aint cut for me,
other dealers they up their orders
Barely at 62's they already
up they quotas
They out there everyday,
some true hustlas for ya
I'm at it halfway,
none of my customers are loyal
Picturin' piping out the seats
of a pathfinder
Powerful pursuit for pussy cash,
the flash diamonds
My junior high school class,
wish i stayed there
Illegal entreprenuer i got my grades there
Blaming society,
man it wasn't made fair
I would be ivy league
if america played fair
Poor excuse and so i was
Throwin' rocks at the pen
just for the love
Evil the secret life of g's
You see ing my blurry,
triple beam dreams
[Rick ross - verse 2]
Fuck boy talking outta turn nigga
In a court room spraying
like a germ nigga
25 on a line,
them niggas dropping dimes
Cooperation got them red
necks dropping time
Khaki suits and them niggas
got to acting cute
We was all cool stacking
them acura coupes
More accurately we acted
as if jackin' was cool
Snatching niggas out they shoes
then wear their jackets to school
Fuck boy you caught up in my dream
Countin' cream on the
cover of a magazine
I'm the source,
got the plug with the uncut
Jay- z blue magic nigga, what! what!
Brand new s class with
a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine white as tommy
hilfiger
Ralph lauren blue label as i'm gettin' high
Triple beam dreamin' as
the cream multiplys
Fuck boy talking outta turn nigga
'Fore you sell dope there's
shit you gotta learn nigga
Home invasions,
ducktape
Fornicating, counting money
with a fuck face
Fucking bitches that be giving
up your whereabouts
Slow leaks, gotta air 'em out
Kill 'em all, rolls royce ghost nigga ball
Phantom drop head shit,
i had to get 'em all
Niggas hate but they know they
never get involved
Food on my plate, fuck 'em all like a
Triple beam dreams,
the ghetto's my reality
I'm from where ya hustle
determines ya salary
6 figure family member,
nigga forget about it
Low income housing,
nigga try to get up out it
I got a plan nigga just believe in me
Triple beam dreaming
with this thing me