The Omerta - Raekwon/Nas.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : B. Byrd/C. Woods/D. Lamb/J. Brown/N. Jones/R. Lenholf/R. Owens
[00:01.803]Ayo, call me the inveterate gambler who run the Carolinas
[00:05.551]The fans come, throwbacks, this law and order rap shit, just slow gas it
[00:09.729]Bring water like the Johnny Pumps that flow nasty
[00:12.151]Hit sewers with shooters, the audacity
[00:14.556]Fascinating, appealing, underworld with Wondergirl
[00:17.706]Dope fiends love it, shooting they nuggets up
[00:19.986]Extreme criminality, I'm like the Rothsteins, the offsprings
[00:23.354]All of this tucked inside my galaxy
[00:25.389]Frankie Yale of the jail, silks, diamond spiders
[00:27.900]We master writers who dumb out, relentless on the come out
[00:31.006]Nocturnal habits, the mavens
[00:33.003]I'm too insulated, this is just a crusade, ****, we made it
[00:47.185]Night of the Long Knives, focus, the gun toters
[00:49.643]The folder's getting over, it's over now, eating hummus and rovers he tweaking, fumbling
[00:54.169]Gophers get rocked in they loafers tryna stunt
[00:56.758]Blunt front, knowing ****'ll notice we jewel kings
[00:59.643]Hate to bother you, robbin' you, don't even argue with us
[01:02.403]Slide it off, make a move, you noddin' off
[01:04.827]Drinking Maker's, the paintbrushes, we cake makers
[01:07.301]Louis luggage, puffin' the Dewey Brothers, we straight haters
[01:10.424]Farragamo's glass, shoe taze, what's this?
[01:13.143]Just a silk in the crunch wrist, your lunch, ****
[01:15.967]Call the chef and it's leftovers, they eat everything
[01:19.106]Some **** get caught in they best moments
[01:21.365]We the examples, we who we said we was
[01:23.645]Never faked it, ones who wore jewelry they couldn't play with
[01:26.606]The ones who stay rich, details of my revolutionary ways
[01:30.263]Probably get studied, some CIA shit
[01:32.552]Who has true power? The Torah or Synagogue leaders?
[01:36.182]Quran readers or palm readers?
[01:38.166]Witchcrafters or Christian pastors? Rich rappers?
[01:40.608]Marx said, "Religion's the opiate of the masses"
[01:43.352]Well Nas says I got thoughts, as if a therapist said
[01:46.469]"What time you on?", to learn what's in my head
[01:48.259]Well, I'm reclining, I'm just stating facts as I respond like where the army walks
[01:51.923]With assault rifles near army bases far beyond New York
[01:54.885]Or foreign blocks like Hamas guys in emergency triage
[01:58.347]Extended magazine, now targets off
[02:00.582]Heart beatin' stops, car speedin'
[02:02.382]Cops pull you over to check for warrants, so give your best performance
[02:06.022]Nobody got time for petty in the city of bosses
[02:08.783]Sirens is my psychiatry office
[02:10.927]This morning, I woke feeling great so I went to an auction
[02:13.727]To get lost in a different scene, spent a ticket on art
[02:16.464]So interesting, a painting of a fiend in Hudson Yard
[02:19.353]Another painting was Black natives before Central Park
[02:22.425]You know the claims, this was all native terrain
[02:25.048]And the year was like 16-something, so could this mean hustling began
[02:28.940]When the Indian finessed the Dutch man?
[02:30.847]With opium on horseback, this way before crack
[02:33.327]We always been the Mecca for supply and demand
[02:35.768]In every era, legends and this land was going hand in hand, damn
[02:39.520]It's mind-boggling who we are, divided kings
[02:42.142]It get spooky in Harlem, Bronx, Brooklyn, and all of Queens
[02:45.086]In Staten Island, real type shit
[02:47.368]Dying species are real men, I feel that shit, yo