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Nature Shines

Nas F/ Nature none none none [Nature]Queensbridge, 41st sideYo...

Nature Shines

[Nature]Queensbridge, 41st sideYo yo yoI gots no birth records, no next of kinKnow a lot of mothafuckers, got no best friendsKnow the weather checkin ten-ten winds a.m.First and fifteenth I’m layin at the check cashingThink I’m playin, blink and I’m sprayinWrong move, ask yourself what leg you wanna lose cuz you gon’ loseI cripple niggas, from the complex to simple niggasKeep showiny’all what difficult isHalf the world sayin “Dunn” but never been to the BridgeWhat type of shit is that, fraudulence, what’s the cause of itNature came threw erasing all of it, stop the pressesGoofy niggas ask a lot of questionsI repeat this is not a questionIf you don’t reply quick enough I gotta press emKeep the glock by the intestines, .38 waistWit a belt, regardless of your stats you can catch a shell
[Chorus]Believe me when I tell you this (Believe me when I tell you this)There’s nuttin y’all can do for me (There’s nuttin y’all can do for me)I don’t believe in selfishness, this time I want my crew to eat (My crew)We comin through a hundred strong (Comin through a hundred strong)We comin wit a hundred miles (A hundred miles)Bumpin shit all summer long (Bump that)We want it dead and want it now (We want it now)
Yo aiyyo I rap for my niggas and rap for the hoesRap when I’m gettin dressed, when I iron my clothesDepressed, I kick raps that change your whole moodAnd somehow stick to your ribs like soul foodRap for wheelchairs, rap for canesAce bandages and niggas wit sprain, stay limpin in painI rap for math, english, even rap for scienceGotta try to laugh, keep myself from cryinI rap for Giants, the Jets, the Yankees, the MetsIt’s New York New York, from Clue to FlexNew cassettes stay poppin up, your boo let me throw my cock in herRappin got me two proper nutsIt’s crazy, I even rap for high school coachWhite folks fiend out like in Michael DoatesCreamed out, dope stashinFor those askin, I flow for TV, HBO and closed caption
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Aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo aiyyoDon’t go to Texas, don’t go to WattsDon’t go to Queensbridge, nigga don’t go to copsDon’t snitch when you’re gettin baggedIn the penns, don’t bitch when you gettin stabbedJust hold that, I pose for Kodak’s, rose to stardomHoes in Harvard, sophmores get knocked off, nigga watch yoursI watch the game like it’s Saint John’sIt ain’t wrong, take a blank piece of paper, a pen paint songsType colorful, writin that shit a thug’ll doIn the heat of the moment, type to make a sudden moveSome’ll snooze, some’ll snore, they won’t admit that dunn is pureOnce I quit, niggas wanted moreCop my shit once it come in storeThe first week be at the top of the charts, got it jumpin offHot verses wit a hundred thoughtsOne theme, gettin caught in my zone you’ll become a corpse
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