Déjà vu Nas

[Verse 1]
Through the lights, cameras and action; glamour, glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast'll rise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin' savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisons my son
Smoke a gold leaf, I hold heat nonchalantly
I'm raunchy, but things I do is real, it never haunts me
While, funny-style niggas roll in the pile
Rooster-heads profile on a bus to Rikers Isle
Holdin’ weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in life
Gettin' props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle — niggas come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, and do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, I presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life rapidly, that's the ritual

[Hook]
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginnin'...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginnin'...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginnin'...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginnin'...