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| Nas Miscellaneous In Too Deep In Too Deep Nature: (talking) Yo Yo Yo Son You ever felt the funny vibe But you're supposed to do? When ya man's ain't ya man's And ya friend's ain't ya friend's ya money ain't yours anymore niggas wanna count your money Niggas wanna see what the fuck you got You know what I'm sayin sometimes I gotta just take long trips and get away from this shit I can't take this shit no more This shit right here be fucking niggas like me up Knowhatimsayin I been exposed to too much and too long All my niggaz out there in the hood and shit That be bringing that real shit Put your fucking Phillies in the air Your Back Woods your White Owl Your Dutchess and we goin smoke and ride to this shit right here This that real shit the soundtrack to the realness right here Niggaz in too deep knowhatimsayin It's all real all live nigga what what nigga Nas: Yo A yo A yo A yo I thank a dead homey Incarcerated penpal I got the feds on me A constapated mental Always ranged in the ghetto it's pain in the ghetto Caskets do u believe in angels or devils? Welfare it's dark and there's no help here Killing cops shooting black kids the instill fear But we still here not afraid cracks is made stacks get made A "g" will get you gats sprayed At my man's funeral it's like nobody care But when police get shot the mayor and everybody there Grafitti on the lobby stairs kids with notty heads is greedy Soldiers small faces painted on the walls I was born to ball Rings you can't afford name a clothes line I then worn it before Dictate the naked soul of Nas henny four fives Hoe's with thick thighs be the wives of rich guys Never trust a bitch cuz a bitch lies Enemys close cuz friends switch sides when shit gets live Dealin' with a lot of pressure I'm in too deep Life of a thug born and raised in the streets Chorus: Nature: You want war I'mma give u war Nas: I'm in too deep Nature: You want peace imma give u peace Nas: Raised in the streets Nature: You want love imma show u love Nas: Life of a thug Nature: There's no love for me in these streets Nas: I'm in too deep Nature: It's just hustlers in the streets Nas: Raised in the streets Nature: Yo A yo When you in too deep you better climb out and find out Are you the one they looking at cuz when you looking back It's your time to fear if the drama's severe I see scars starting off at the side of they're ear Ending up by the jaw of the throat another law broke I try to patch it white kids is buying acid Closing down spots popping a knot Heard the foremores use binoculars watchin the blocks Calling phantom on the tape I'm the phantom of the wax Now meat the man behind the music examing the facts I use it, to my advantage do this shit everyday Like sneaking gats up in grade eight Six Flags catch me getting on the popular rides If a nigga violate he get top of the line Small hot ones locked in the spines Transformed roll out pass it off to my man no doubt I keep shits disguising six shirts in the trunk Imagin it gets six times worse when I'm drunk Prepare for death first of the month Open and rise, t's right here in front of you open your eyes I can't explain it cuz it's not normal Is niggas loyal I talk about life and live it for you this shit is soil Like the dirt that I walk on you talk on You say I had love for ya now it's all gone all gone Chorus: Nature: You want war I'mma give u war Nas: I'm in too deep Nature: You want peace imma give u peace Nas: Raised in the streets Nature: You want love imma show u love Nas: Life of a thug Nature: There's no love for me in these streets Nas: I'm in too deep Nature: It's just hustlers in the streets Nas: Raised in the streets |
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