Tick Tock

[Intro: Nas]

Uhh, yeah, yeah, yo

It goes–tick, tock

This is for my niggas in the Bridge blocks

Comin' through, better hide your wristwatch

Because niggas well let they shits pop – hey, hey

Tick, tock

This is for my hoes, make your hips rock

Light a L, baby, let the Cris' pop

Get your tits hot from this Hip-Hop – e'yday

[Verse 1: Nas]

5'8", wear double-X-L

Pant saggin', blunts draggin'

But never lived well – imagine:

A felon on a two-way street

One way is where blood, money, coke, and homicide leap

The other street, opportunity, the chance to live sweet

Think positive, can knowledge make a cipher complete?

So you can be an architect, design appartments and shit

Or you can wind up on a jail bus, 30 to Clint'

Soon as I'm on the set, I'm never on a chick, I play it cool

But still they pussy muscles get wet, it's just the rules

Check my niggas – what's the gossip, what's the word?