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Large Pro., Nas. Traveling through your mind one time.
 Get bliss to this.
 The greatest lesson ever learned, has yet to be taught
 niggaz running outta court like what the fuck they thought?
 It made me somber, my mans I just can't picture being locked up
 they used to being mad fly
 850 I style
 Cherokee, letters read Nas they could never bury me
 but kill me, my nigga you free
 Truly, reppin' QB
 my life is like a movie
 The credits at the end
 and the film plays again
 The script is every rhyme I ever said
 off the head
 Infinity drive
 Without a sound Queens bound
 Paully got a call for war out from 40
 Meeting out in Beach Channel
 with peeps from Hammel
 Blunted niggaz get roasted in they rides
 soak they tongues to Remy
 Heat's in the 5 series high and leery
 when those blue and white cars drive near me
 Avirex, Gore-TeX wet with fly jewelry
 Israelite original insight and lethal
 first Hebrew
 God sent golden Asian phenomenal
 you can't say the name Nas without saying the honorable
 Wealthy, Wall Street read the chronicle
 I fuck big titty chicks
 who sip the Long Island City lix
 Drunk off the Azay (Alize) with Henny mixed
 Mad niggaz is jail like TCB teach me
 everything you see ain't always what it be
 Hardly able to chill night ills feeling slight chills
 finding out that rich nigga got to write wills
 High 'til I die Eldorado red pack the Uz-o
 pretty thug Last Don by Mario Puzo
 Stages and places that we go through
 in a lifetime, maybe more than a few
 'Cuz one day you're A and the next you may
 have a brand new topic and see a new way
 Like history, while it's repeating
 I'm beating the drum on the dumb and blurry don't worry
 The least bit
 about shit when the weak split
 The raw brain remains
 long range
 This is possible I know and charge like a rhino
 bro, I gotta let this music go
 For the maestro
 climbs higher heights yo
 Season a bass line
 and mind of a Bandog shrine
 In hell, can't tell
 all the times I fell
 But can
 tell the thing called man I stand
 In the eyes of the father tasteful like guava
 unravel and break down a tec and solve a
 Problem, in no time you'll lose your mind
 tryin' to calculate the rate of the Large's incline
 Out of nowhere, I go where few can go
 on the strength I be rising on tunes and flow
 with the flock very seldom
 words when I weld them
 Connect for the perfect brew
 I you

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Duration
03:17
Key
1
Tempo
92 BPM

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