wanna be) Be, b-boys and girls, listen up You can be anything in the world, in God we trust An architect, doctor, maybe an actress But nothing comes easy, it takes much practice Like, I met a woman who's
God's son G-O-D S-O-N S-O-O-T-H-E a female's estrogen With my testosterone, male hormone Enough for a giant's body, science S-C-I-E-N-C-E Don't tempt
late, laughing bout the hard time we faced The galaxy is so enchantin' beyond Galileo's understanding Past the Milky way and all the planets There's something out there greater But only God
Prince from Queens and Fritz from Harlem Street legends, the drugs kept the hood from starvin' Pushin' cars, Nicky Barnes was the 70's But there's a
where I wanna be Baby, boys and girls listen up You can be anything in the world, in God we trust An architect, doctor, maybe an actress But nothing comes easy it takes much practice Like, I met a woman who's
fight to the death The US Army is a school that teach ya plights of conquest I wonder when I wrote this, nah it's weak The money's ya religion, sky's
me to bring rap justice But I ain't five O, y'all know it's Nas yo Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro Only describe us as soldier survivors Stay laced
with niggaz who felt Sunny was wrong My money's long his money is weak, he's losing sleep Trying to feel me out, to see what it's gonna be But I'm a
a lose it, my mom's in chemo Three times a week, yo keep trying but people Is hard and God your young soldier's not so bold But needs you, this world's
Solo, fuckin' with niggas girls, forbidden, that?s a no no It?s death and we?re real niggas civilized guards And there ain?t to many niggas like Nas
're gonna get used to I was the old king in the streets, that y'all once hated But now I reinvented myself and y'all all waited Nas, N.A.S. mean Niggaz
him out to Thugz Mansion Every corner, every city there's a place where life's a little easy Little Hennessey, laid back and cool every hour, 'cause it's
, strength's gone At the tenth one so why hook up The pimp's gone off the Platron Tequila Put on my Lee's and the original Fila's Sedated from L's, 380
's official Rap became a version of Malcolm and Martin Rest in peace Will, Queens bridge live on There's some ghetto secrets I can't rhyme in this song There's
out it's God's Son I know I always give you clowns a little lean to come out 'Cause I drop every two years But it's over now, you know? The G O D S O
Let's go Yeah Ghetto children singing Singing See What? They eager to learn How to become the next world leaders 'Bravehearts' Revolutionary warfare
my queen in a gold casket Your mother's the closest thing to God that you ever have kid I'm askin', what would you do at your own mom's funeral? Wanna
got it bloody, he was shootin Drivin they cars, robbin connects Drivin his lex, keys was movin Young don, now they know they weakness They never seen it comin Son