Stillmatic

[gunshots] [2Pac talking] ("F_ck Jay-Z") What's up n_ggas, ay yo, I know you ain't talking 'bout me dog You, what? ("F_ck Jay-Z") You been on my d_ck n_gga, you love my style, n_gga ("F_ck Jay-Z") [Chorus] (I) F_ck with your

Uh uh, yo They plan was to knock me out the top of the game But I overstand they truth is all lame I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name Nas - too real, Nas - true king It's however you feel, g'head, y

[ti:got yourself a gun] [ar:NAS] [00:02.41]"Woke up this mornin', you got yourself a gun, you got yourself a gun".. [00:09.94]Yo I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines [00:11.29]so I got mine, I hope you ("got yourself a gun") [00:

Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim (To the Gods.. to the Gods.. to the Earths) Pass that shit homey [Intro/Chorus] Now tell me what y'all smokin What kinda heat y'll holdin Well is your creep move potent I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass '

[ti:My Country] [ar:Nas] [al:Stillmatic] [00:30.94] [01:11.88] [01:33.21] [02:14.10] [02:34.15] [03:05.29] [03:46.70] [04:08.30] [00:01.38]American born' American raised' American made [00:10.20]My country shitted on me (My country) [00:12.73]She wan

Geah Peace king Peace king Listen, if they wrote a book on your life Right You think anybody'll read it? No fucking doubt! Let's make history homey Alright then You know we brought the hoes clothes and money rolls to the table No, fucking, doubt It's

uh, you know i still run with that, that blood of a slave boiling in my veins it's just hot until a nigga can't take it no more blood of a slave, heart of a king turn my voice up ayo, the brother is "stillmatic" i crawled up out of that grave, w

speaking softly, gradually getting louder] One time.. yeah.. yeah.. Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage One nigga front, my face on the front page Only if I had one gun, one girl and one crib One God to show me how to do things his son did