Quan A vision of God's Son Nas. That nigga Cass rules. Whattup baby [Chorus: Quan] Y'all niggaz is crazy. *To think* Y'all niggaz can't fade me *Trick
Tradução: Cassidy. No se puede Fade Me (Feat. Nas, Quan).
The sleeping sons of Jacob For what tomorrow may bring May a better day come Yesterday we were Kings Can you tell me young ones Who are we today [Nas
what you don't know Kobe? Yeah, he's real with the flow Kick in the do' wavin' the flow-flow All you heard was stop, can't take the hits no more Ha, didn't
real, believe I take loot for real It's the desperation in the dap, boost the wheel Trucks and 20's, relax when them cups is in me You can catch me at
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G I had to get P-A-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
into my eyes, it makes all these feelings rise Makes my space better place, can't you see it in my face? [Chorus repeat 'til fade as Q-Tip sings his
barba ? cliens is blade, then they give me a fade, hot towel on the face, hot models who vommit after they eat so they can stay lightweight, swallowin
fat mouth then I carve my name Nas - too real, Nas - true king It's however you feel, g'head, you swing Your arms too short to box with god I don't kill
to fuck I'm the thug that you want If it's gangster we can't front If you want me I can stay around If you need me, I'm here for you How that sound?
me flow Put poetry inside a crack pot and blow rough holes for cracked out pussies and buttholes Bring the G's and the D's roll, they can't touch those
it's heaven for me to please you Won't stop til I tell you me to beautiful Deeper and harder love layin new with you Runnin my fingers through your hair it's like days can
I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm
