Last Words

[Produced by L.E.S.] [Intro: Nas] Uh, uh Yo, check it. Uh [Chorus: Nas] These the last words of a hanging slave; how can I forget this? I rob you, put you on my hit list Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips How can I shine? Being broke and bag a dope bitch, powerful minds We brave men I blow smoke and I'mma keep sayin' [Chorus: Nashawn] These the last words of a hanging slave; how can I forget this? I rob you, put you on my hit list Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips How can I shine? Being broke and bag a dope bitch, powerful minds We brave men I'ma blow smoke and keep sayin' [Verse 1: Nashawn] I wanna be more than that bullet that go through ya zone Wanna be the lead that tear through ya skin and crack bones Wanna be the heat that you feel, makin' ya moan Wanna be the hospital bed that you lay on Wanna be the god that you feel when you pray on It's Nashawn; the type that get the hyper calm, I'm gonna kill somethin' Rap cats be real frontin' Fuck shootin' legs, cock back, put his brains on the pave' Nigga how 'bout that? Close range with the gauge and get payed First rapper to shoot off stage Turn the front page the next day; my life is like a book A twenty-four hour song without no hook Millennium Thug, computer chips up in my slug Turn corners when you turn corners, know who to plug Thugs around me outside, it's grimy outside Better slide before you get bodied outside [Chorus: Nas] These the last words of a hanging slave; how can I forget this? I rob you, put you on my hit list (Uh) Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips How can I shine? Being broke and bag a dope bitch; powerful minds We brave men (Uh-huh) I blow smoke and I'ma keep sayin' [Chorus: Nashawn & Nas] These the last words of a hanging slave; how can I forget this? (Uh) I rob you, put you on my hit list Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips How can I shine? Being broke and bag a dope bitch; powerful minds We brave men I'ma blow smoke and keep sayin' [Verse 2: Nas] I'm a prison cell, six by nine Livin' hell; stone wall, metal bars for the gods in jail My nickname? The can, the slammer, the big house I'm the place many fear 'cause there's no way out I take the sun away, put misery instead When you with me, most folks consider you dead I saw too many inmates fallin' apart Call for the guards to let them out at night when it's dark Convicts think they alone, but if they listen close They can hear me groan, touch the wall, feel my pulse All the pictures you put up is stuck to my skin I hear ya prayers (Even when ya whisperin') I make it hotter in the summer, colder in the winter If the court parole ya, then another con enters No remorse for your tears, I seen 'em too often When you cry, I make you feel alive inside a coffin Watch you when you eat, play with your mind when you sleep Make you dream that you free, then you wake up to me Face to face with a cage, no matter your age I can shatter you, turn you to a savage in rage Change ya life, that's if you get a chance to get out 'Cause only you and I know what suffering's about Yo, it's stunnin' when bed sheets become your woman And I'm the one that got yo' weapons when the beef is comin' Maybe one day, I'll open up my arms to release you You'll always be my property, nigga, stay legal (Stay legal, stay legal, stay legal) [Chorus: Nas] These the last words of a hanging slave; how can I forget this? I rob you, put you on my hit list Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips How can I shine? Being broke and bag a dope bitch, powerful minds We brave men I blow smoke and I'ma keep sayin' [Chorus: Nashawn] These the last words of a hanging slave; how can I forget this? I rob you, put you on my hit list Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips How can I shine? Being broke and bag a dope bitch, powerful minds We brave men I'ma blow smoke and keep sayin' [Chorus: Nas] These the last words of a hanging slave; how can I forget this? I rob you. Put you on my hit list Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips. How can I shine? Being broke and bag a dope bitch, powerful minds. We brave men I blow smoke and I'mma keep sayin'