I’m living where the nights is jet-black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
And lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn ❞
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And if it’s good, she’ll bring you customers in measuring pots
But yo, you gotta slide on a vacation, inside information
Keeps large niggas erasin’ and their wives basin’ ❞
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Got younger niggas pulling the triggers, bringing fame to their name
And claim some corners, crews without guns are goners ❞
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I wonder how Nas’s album would have went if Ill Will never died
That was like his right hand. I think that made him go harder on Illmatic just to get out the ghetto even though they were already committed to getting out.
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I swear when Nas dropped Illmatic every ghetto nigga bought a dictionary and thesaurus, black people didn’t need too though
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