Nas - Book Of Rhymes Lyrics

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Alchemist you know me man

I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes

Right on the spot in the studio soon as i hear the track

You know what i'm sayin'?

Word but i wanted to bring a couple of books

To the studio today man i found these shits

Up in the crib man in boxes man

I don't even remember when i was writing these shits

Or what's in these shits man probably a bunch of bullshit

Fuck it check it

How can i trust you when i can't trust me?

Picture myself a old man a o.g.

Some niggas will conversate with liers all day time pass

Nah lemme start somethin' else

Soul on ice death threats given by clowns

I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns

I'm hexed cursed worse i been blessed first

I thought i was abnormal

'cause i would overcome any task called to

So there it is i'ma prince i'ma get slain

Some do minor shit swear they on the top of they game

Ya rhymin' is called 'vagina monologue'

It kinda supports theories of scary niggas

Who should lie in the morgue

Rarely y'all come in contact with the real

Since pun passed he was the last shine of sun i could feel

Yo said "there's a few left since music's expressions of life"

Damn i wish i took more time to write in my book of rhymes

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Oh shit tina been lookin' for this bitch number damn

No this rhyme is weak this is weak

I remember this bullshit right here

My book of rhymes

Gandhi was a what the fuck?

Gandhi was a fool nigga 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 the limit live life

Numbers is big business makes the poor live trife

The glimmers of hope provoke those without dollars to dream

Through your existence become wealthy knowledge is king

Pimps and card sharks thiefs murderers with hard luck

Addicts and fiends prostitutes passin' for teens is my society

Cops that shoot blacks is routine for notoriety

Grow up watchin' well dressed niggas with charms

Beautiful ladies on their arms

Dangerous new cars was my fantasy for nas

Rubbin' my lips with campophenique

Still behind the ears wet turned out to be pioneer's vets

Amongst hustlers crack sellers and liers and squares

Nah that was weak there

My people be projects or jail never harvard or yale

Pardon me type in my two way while i'm chargin' my cell

It's hard to be iced up with gucci god poverty's real

I can't fight you 'cause you would sue me niggas be groupies

I see imitators tryin' to make albums spittin' my style

And they don't even realize that i notice they stealin' nas' shit

I pump some rick james with that teena marie

My nina lean on me like swoop it's crap

This can't be my book of rhymes

This can't be my book of rhymes writin' this bullshit!

My book of rhymes

Nah neva that fuck that aww why you laughin' alchemist?

Huh you a funny nigga nah yeah

My book of rhymes

I'm tellin' you i'ma come up with some new shit now

Fuck that i'ma write again now fuck that

I musta been high on some shit

What the fuck is this?

Look how we treat pregnancy women in the 'hood

Our values so low our values are no good

Things our mothers told us we shoulda heeded

'cause now we need it we older almost able to

I'm jealous of you how come you so beautiful?

Smelling fresh youthful intelligent while i'm stressin' this shit

Aiyo i envy you 'cause all you do is smile and things come your way

"such a innocent child" is what some say

I get upset 'cause i just want to be treated the way you are

Like a star not a worry in this world thus far

But wait a minute we both need ya mother's attention

I must be crazy jealous of my own baby infant kinda crazy

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