Nas - Black Republican Lyrics

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I know you can feel the magic baby

Turn the mother**** lights down

Esco whuttup?

I mean it's what you expected ain't it?

Let's go

Turn the music up and the headphones

Yeah that's perfect

You got to take your time make a **** wait on this mother****

You make **** mad and **** like

**** usually start rappin' after 4-bars

**** go in

Let's start dancin' in this mother****

Yeah we just come outta nowhere

I feel like a black republican money i got comin' in

Can't turn my back on the hood i got love for them

Can't clean my act up for good too much thug in 'em

Probably end up back of the hood i'm like '**** it then'

Huddlin' over the oven we was like brothers then

Though you was nothin' other than a son of my mother's friend

We had governin' who would of thought the love would end

Like ice cold album all good things

Neva thought we sing the same song that all hood sang

Thought it was all wood-grain all good brain

You wouldn't bicker like the other fools talk good game

Neva imagine all the disasters that one could reign

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Could bring should blame the game and i could

It's kill or be killed how could i refrain?

And foreva be in debt that's neva a good thing

To the pressure for success can put a good strain

On a friend you call best and yes it could bring

Out the worst in every person even the good an' sane

Though we rehearsed it just ain't the same

When you put in the game at age sixteen

Then you mix things like cars jewelry and miss things

Jealousy ego and pride and this brings

It all to a head like a coin cha-ching

The route evil strikes again this could sting

Now the team got beef between the post and the point

This puts the ring in jeopardy indefinitely

I feel like a black republican money i got comin' in

Can't turn my back on the hood i got love for them

Can't clean my act up for good too much thug in 'em

Probably end up back of the hood i'm like '**** it then'

I feel like a black militant takin' over the government

Can't turn my back on the hood too much love for them

Can't clean my act up for good too much thug in 'em

Probably end up back in the hood i'm like '**** it then'

I'm back in the hood they like 'hey nas'

Blowin' on purp' reflectin' on they lives

Couple of fat cats couple of a.i.'s

Dreamin' of fly **** instead of them gray skies

Gray 5's hatah's wishin' our reign dies

Pitch sling pies and **** they sing "why"?

Guess they ain't strong enough to handle their jail time

Weak minds keep tryin' follow the street signs

I'm standin' on the roof of my building

I'm feelin' the whirlwind of beef i inhale it

Just like an acrobat ready to hurl myself through the hoops of fire

Sippin' 80 proof bulletproof under my attire

Could it be the forces of darkness

Against hood angels of good that forms street politics

Makes a sweet honest kid turn illegal for commerce

To get his feet out of them converse that's my word

I feel like a black republican money keep comin' in

Can't turn my back on the hood i got love for them

Can't clean my act up for good too much thug in 'em

Probably end up back of the hood i **** it then

I feel like a black militant takin' over the government

Can't turn my back on the hood too much love for them

Can't clean my act up for good too much thug in 'em

Probably end up back in the hood i'm like '**** it then'

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