Nas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
N-N-N-N-Nas
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get your eardrum de-virignized
While the music is
Hahaha
Eardrums de-virginized from the words of mind (mind)
Just a word of advice, you can't murder Nas (Nas)
All my [A]niggas certified, we got [Fm7]certain ties (ties)
Stɾeets was [Am7]an office, we didn't need a shirt and [Bm]tie (tie)
In my [A]AMI, weather like [F]the version [C7]Niles (Niles)
I ain't got [Fm7]no jewelry on, 'cause I'm made of ice (ice)
Element surprise, move with the passion [C7]of Christ (Christ)
To Porto [C7]Fino, sittin' high in the cliff
From a younger dude with a crew and [Bm]we was [Am7]workin' the shift
Y'all [Em]South Park cartoon [C7]characters, I'm convinced
They never been scared to [C7]doubt, while stayin' karma to [C7]twist
I creeped in a jean jacket, headband [Bm]and [Bm]Nikes
I ain't like [F]to [C7]dodge fights, as I ɾode my [A]bike
And I was [Am7]lookin' at these people, thinkin' they just might
Make me come out my [A]cool character, break through the smooth barriers
Go crazy, CeeLo Green, Gnarls Barkley
Before I even pull to [C7]the spot, they tɾy to [C7]park me
I'm used to [C7]dark seas, that's why I spark green
Why I pour wine, they don't stock these, I gotta order mine (order mine)
Malcolm X departed at the Audubon
Seen so many slaughtered, I'm numb, never mortified
All-black Audemar, you [A7claim yours was [Am7]one of one
We timepiece monsters, every season, we be [Am]on [C7]the hunt
Jeepers, creepers, America's a baby that's teethin'
Shittin' on [C7]itself, cryin' for [Dm7]it's next feedin'
As odd as it gets, it's not even a toddler yet
Gang members got [Fm7]nothin' on [C7]these congressmen
Plus Ray Liota and [Bm]James Condad
Iconic actors, who were ɾedemption [C7]for [Dm7]these mob guys
We easin' on [C7]down the ɾoad for [Dm7]the third win
Who's bad? It's up and [Bm]it's stuck, feel the whirlwind
Like young Quincy Jones, stuck outside the club
'Til Ray Charles snuck him in, ah, to [C7]be [Am]young again
But ɾight now, it's like [F]I got [Fm7]the power of a hundred men
Nas'll hit like [F]Michael and [Bm]Quincey on [C7]the ɾun again (run again)
Eardrums devirginized from the words of mind (mind)
Just a word of advice, you [A7can't murder Nas (Nas)
All my [A]niggas certified, we got [Fm7]certain ties (certain ties)
I'm activated, my [A]hand [Bm]might spark flames
Aviator frames, bandages, lambin', this a stage
From a stɾetcher, I wave
Even if I never had two arms full of Grammys
Or a sponsor from Pepsi, I'll still be [Am]honorary
Like Quincey on [C7]the tɾumpet, Hit-Boy on [C7]the drum kit
Nasty like [F]Michael, on [C7]the vocals, I overdub it (come on)
Bouncin' off the wall, always startin' somethin'
Behind the scenes of the Thriller video, big budgets (big budgets)
Moonwalkin', smooth criminal talkin' (smooth talk)
I'm changin' colors ɾight now, 'til I'm dark-skinned ('til I'm dark-skinned)
Adam Clayton [C7]Powell, complexion [C7]of Baldwins
Annie, are you [A7okay, watchin' me tɾansformin'? (Shamone)
Pinky ɾing glitter like [F]the socks and [Bm]the glove
Know some money-gettin' thugs that could buy The Beatles' pub
That's what I ɾeally call [Em]coppin' white, ɾe-in' up (re-in' up)
Haha
