Not Going Back Nas (Ft. Kelis)

[Intro: Nas and Kelis]
What nigga!? *Gunshots*
What bitch-ass niggas!? *gunshots*
What! Babe, babe, start the car!
*Car engine starts*
Nasir, come on, let's go!(Bitch-ass niggas!)
Yeah! Now what? Haha!
Get in the car now, let's go! Yeah let's go
*car door closes* Throw it out, let's go!
Aight, aight, aight, yeah
But I got 'em. But I got 'em, though
This is crazy, why didn't you just throw it out of the car?
This is so stupid, what are you doing?
Why are we even out here?
Why are we out here? What's going on?
This is retarded, yo, we gotta…
This is crazy. Never again
You'd throw everything away, for what?

[Verse 1: Nas]
Yeah, my man Kool G Rap told me, "Son, do not look back"
Chill up in the mansion with a fat glutious max, relax
When people act, school em' with facts, tell 'em
At this point in my life I'm all about chillin'
Ridin' around in something sick and the dress flies
And twist, homie's hermano just died, I gotta let it ride
That's what I got the public thinkin', my nigga
Just ‘cause I ain't in the hood don't mean shit, my nigga
I know who died before the body dropped
I know the guns that were used
How much money the shooter got
‘Cause on the private yacht I'm still within earshot of it all
The top ten list of the most grimiest guys of all time
Is all we talk when we talk in New York, y'all
Who to call and who to stay away from
Whose mother's address to have just to play it safe, son
Women they lust up so quick to give 'em up
What cars and what trucks they drive in
What towns they spend the most time in when they grindin'
I found out most of them are cowards
They hidin' behind reputations that's sour; I'm not going back