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Lyrics for Smokin by Nas:
| | | Artist: | Nas |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Smokin | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 301 | | | | Lyrics: | Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim
(To the Gods.. to the Gods.. to the Earths)
Pass that shit
homey
[IntroChorus]
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 'em
to my niggaz c'mon
We bi-coastin, keepin our po-ckets bulgin
We got the plan in motion
I
got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass 'em to my niggaz c'mon
[Verse
One]
Zoom, from outer space he comes
Blunt in his mouth with his hand on his gun
Bitches
flappin they gums, do he be clappin and shootin guys
Actor or a movie star, rapper
revolutionized
What is his race nation or creed?
Is he arabic, black, latin, asian they
read
Magazines say I walked on water, talked to the heavens
Spit at judges, stepped on
peasants
But in reality, I just entered your galaxy
September '73, up in these wild
streets
Fuckin these wild freaks, a harem of hoes (God damn)
And my mystique got 'em tearin
my clothes
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
My nigga smoke with one lung
If he cough
he might die, passin me trees
The liquor bottle's almost empty
We about to collide, with the
enemy
Only way you die if it's meant to be
You fuckin with a general
No discussion is
the principle we bustin it's the end of you
Now we knockin on your mama door
Like we cam to
fix the sink; my kind of war
Death, angels comin for you
Spirit horse runnin from your body
like Young Guns 1 and 2
Paramedics fightin for you, who's gon' win?
The hands of time, or
the hands of medicine
Don't cry, witness your fate, this is your wake
Walk by your casket,
spit in your face
Enter the fog dog, the light is your guide
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