Luyện nghe bài hát Nas Is Like

Freedom or jail, clip's inserted, a baby's being
time a man is murdered, the beginning and end
As far as rap go, it's natural I explain
My plateau, and also, defines my name
First it was Nasty, but times changed
Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for
I spent time in the game, kept my on fame
Saw fiends shoot up and do lines of
Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I
That depends, Mac-10's to practice my aim
On rooftops, tape CD to trees
Line the barrel up with weak picture then squeeze
scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads
To the corner thugs hustling for cars that dough
To the big dogs living large, taking in
Pushing big toys, getting nice, enjoying life
Is you make it, suicide, few try to take it
Belt tied around their neck in jail naked
Heaven and hell, rap legend, is felt
And of N-A-S are the letters that spell
NAS, NAS

"Nas is like" Earth, Wind & Fire, rims and
Bulletproof glass, inside is the driver
Planets in orbit, line 'em up the stars
cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas
"Nas is like" Iron Mike, messiah
Before the Christ, after the
The last one left, let my cash in stock
a along way from blasting, tecs on blocks
Went from Seiko to Rolex, acres
From the projects with no chips, to large cake
Dimes, fellatio, siete zeros
Bet my nine spit for the
But what's it all worth, can't take it with you under this
Rich men and tried, but none of it worked
They just rob your grave, I'd rather be and paid
Before my number's called, history's
fall, but I rise, thug or die
Making choices, that my future under the sky
To rob steal or kill, I'm why
It's a game, is any man worthy of fame?
success to you, even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or we'll all see who the prophet is

"Nas is like" Sex to a nympho, but sweet
I'm like beef, bustin through your windows
I'm like a street sweeper, green leaf
Greeks in Egypt, learning somethin deep from they teachers
I'm like crime, like your nine, man you would die for
Always got you, I'm like Pac you would cry for
I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm crisp money
Corporate accounts from a rich
I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm all races
Combined in one like the '99 summer jam
Bulletproof man
I'm like being locked down around new faces, and of 'em fam
I'm the feeling of a millionaire spending a grand
I'm a man's dream, a thug poet
Live it and I write and I watch it blow up
Y'all know what I'm like, y'all play it your system night
Now