NasQuotes

There was a time when there was a line between streets and business, but now peep how it's mixed in. The beef is now sickening.

Life is short is what some n***a said, not if you measure life -- by how one lives and what he did.

My intellect prevails from a hanging cross with nails. I reinforce the frail, with lyrics that's real.

I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death. Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined. I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind.

Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne.

Currency has made us trust in the Messiah. I'm spending it to get higher

Guns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters. Who are the Masters? They are the gangsters, they are the bankers, the ones who tax us. The Masses: they are us. The sheep, the people divided in classes.

I squeeze nipples like pimples to get the puss, get it?

They build space stations on Mars plotting civilizations. Dissing us, discriminating, different races. Tax payers pay for more jail for Black Latin faces.

Junior high school dropout, teachers never cared. They was paid just to show up and leave, no one succeeds. So he moves with his peers, different blocks, different years. Sitting on, different benches like it's musical chairs.

Hood forever, I just act like I'm civilized.

It's hard to see R&B rappers arguably, started fucking up the game horribly. Cause, I parted the sea, then these novices targeted me. Bitches infatuated say they love me, lying to me.

Everybody sound the same, commercialize the game. Reminiscing when it wasn't all business.

Hearing people whisper, screaming I’m lucky, but trust me. Nothing come free, shawty tried to keep my son from me.

N****s beefing on small time things, we on a dying spree.