One Love (Live)

[Intro: Nas] Damn [Verse 1: Nas] What up, kid? I know shit is rough doin' your bid When the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib Fuck it, black, no time for lookin' back, it's done Plus, congratulations, you know you got a son I heard he looks like ya, why don't your lady write ya? Told her she should visit, that's when she got hyper Flippin', talkin' about he acts too rough He didn't listen, he be riffin' while I'm tellin' him stuff I was like, "Yeah," your girl don't care, she a snake too Messin' with them niggas from that fake crew that hate you But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece? Jerome's niece, on her way home from Jones Beach It's bugged, plus little Rob is sellin' drugs on the dime Hangin' out with young thugs that all carry 9's Is more trife than ever What up with Cormega? Did you see him? Are y'all together? If so, then hold the fort down, represent to the fullest Say what's up to Herb, Ice and Bullet I left a half a hundred in your commissary You was my dawg when push came to shove (One what?) One love! [Chorus: Nas] One love, one love, one love We should write letters to one another Now they email you from jail, right? Yeah, one love, one love, one love, one love Yeah, one love, one love, one love, one love [Verse 2: Nas] Dear Born, you'll be out soon, stay strong Out in New York the same shit is goin' on The crackheads stalkin' Hold, check out the story yesterday when I was walkin' That nigga you shot last year tried to appear Like he hurtin' somethin' Word to mother And he be pumpin' on your block Your man gave him your Glock And now they run together — what up, son? Since I'm on the streets I'ma put it to a But I heard you blew a dude with a...for the phone piece Wildin' on the Island, but now in Elmira Better chill, ‘cause them niggas will put that ass on fire Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers But maintain, when you come home the corner's ours On the reals, all these crab dudes know the deal When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal But chill, see you on the next V-I I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks, plus sent you flicks Your brother's buckwildin' in 4-Main, he wrote me He might beat his case, 'til he come home he'll play it lowkey So stay civilized, time flies Though incarcerated your mind dies I hate it when your moms cries It kinda makes me want to murder, for reala I even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs [Chorus: Nas] One love, one love, one love, one love We keep it 100 One love, one love, one love, one love Yeah, one love, one love, one love, one love Here's the summary, for the whole shit [Verse 3: Nas] Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha sack Mind's in another world, thinkin' "How can we exist through the facts?" Written in school text books, bibles, et cetera Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er So I be ghost from my projects I take my pen and pad for the weekend Hittin' L's while I'm sleepin' A two-day stay, you may say I need the time alone To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home You see the streets had me stressed somethin' terrible Fuckin' with the corners have a nigga up in Bellevue Or H..., hit with numbers from 8 to 10 A future in a maximum state pen is grim So I comes back home, nobody's out but Shorty Doo-Wop Rollin' two phillies together: in the Bridge we call 'em He said: "Nas, niggas caught me bustin' off the roof So I wear a bulletproof and pack a black tre-deuce." He inhaled so deep, shut his eyes like he was sleep Started coughin', one eye peeked to watch me speak I sat back like The Mack, my army suit was black I was chillin' on the corner Where he pumped his loose cracks I took the L when he passed it, this little bastard Keeps me blasted and starts talkin' mad shit Told him don't let niggas fool him ‘Cause when the pistol blows The one that's murdered be the Tough luck when niggas are..., families fucked up Coulda caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up Mistakes happen, so take heed, never bust up At the crowd, catch him solo Shorty's laugh was cold-blooded as he spoke so foul Only twelve, tryin' to tell me that he liked my style Then I rose, wipin' the blunt's ash from my clothes Then froze, only to blow the herb smoke through my nose And told my little man I'ma ghost, I broze Left some jewels, he can sell if he chose Words of wisdom from Nas: try to rise up above Keep an eye out for Jake, Shorty Wop, one love [Chorus: Nas] One love, one love, one love, one love One love, one love, one love, one love One love, one love, one love, one love One love, one love, one love, one love Real shit "Represent" "Represent" [Outro: Nas] Lot of dudes I wrote about on that album have passed on And that's [?] specifically Damn, my man George Marty, Yammie There so many of them