[Intro: Nas]
Yo, this remix goes out to everybody out there
That call theyself 'keepin' it real'
From yours truly — Escobar and Big R
From New York to Chi-Town
Check it out now
Commissioner Steve Stoute
Trackmasters, QB
Check it, yo
[Verse 1: Nas]
Low profile, rap style slick as Nu Nile
Give the crew pounds every time we cover new ground
Still survivin', but there's a few down back in the essence
I'm askin' questions on the phone with jail adolescents
Quiet confession, the system's applyin' the pressure
My mind is guessin' — is livin' and dyin' a lesson?
But not to be obliged with the mirage of cars
Take me off track from what the Gods focus on hard
Laid up, smokin' cigars
Motionin' maids to bring me toast and eggs kosher
Ice chokers and wolves to smoke ya
My wisdom culture lives in ultra madness
Devoted Coach bag bitch
Broke, the average nigga hopes to get mad rich
But what's the purpose?
Only the Gods can watch the Earth twist
I'm physically trapped down on the surface
With all the crack merchants, snakes and serpents
Foul Jakes that search us
Clowns with four pounds, this ain't a circus
Yo, this remix goes out to everybody out there
That call theyself 'keepin' it real'
From yours truly — Escobar and Big R
From New York to Chi-Town
Check it out now
Commissioner Steve Stoute
Trackmasters, QB
Check it, yo
[Verse 1: Nas]
Low profile, rap style slick as Nu Nile
Give the crew pounds every time we cover new ground
Still survivin', but there's a few down back in the essence
I'm askin' questions on the phone with jail adolescents
Quiet confession, the system's applyin' the pressure
My mind is guessin' — is livin' and dyin' a lesson?
But not to be obliged with the mirage of cars
Take me off track from what the Gods focus on hard
Laid up, smokin' cigars
Motionin' maids to bring me toast and eggs kosher
Ice chokers and wolves to smoke ya
My wisdom culture lives in ultra madness
Devoted Coach bag bitch
Broke, the average nigga hopes to get mad rich
But what's the purpose?
Only the Gods can watch the Earth twist
I'm physically trapped down on the surface
With all the crack merchants, snakes and serpents
Foul Jakes that search us
Clowns with four pounds, this ain't a circus
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