In Too Deep

[Intro: Nature & Nas]

Yo, yo, yo, son

You ever felt a funny vibe

What you supposed to do?

And ya man's ain't ya mans

And ya friend's ain't ya friends

And ya money ain't yours no more

And niggas wanna count your own money

Niggas wanna see what the fuck you got

You know what I'm sayin'

Sometimes I gotta just take long trips and get away from this shit

I can't take this shit no more

This shit right here be fucking niggas like me up, you know hat I'm sayin'

I been exposed to too much for too long

All my niggas out there in the hoods and shit

That be burning that real shit

Put your fucking Phillies in the air

Your Backwoods, your White Owls, your Dutches

And we gon' smoke and we gon' ride to this shit right here, you know what I'm sayin'

This that real shit here

This is the soundtrack to the realness right here

Niggas in too deep, know what I'm sayin'

It's all real

What, what, live nigga, what, what, nigga

Yo, ayo, ayo, ayo

[Verse 1: Nas]

I think of dead homie, incarcerated pen pals

I got the feds on me, a constipated mental

Always rains in the ghetto, it's pain in the ghetto

Caskets — do you believe in angels or devils?

Welfare it's dark and there's no help here

Killer cops shooting Black kids to instill fear

But we still here, not afraid, cracks is made, stacks is made

A G'll get you gats to spray

At my man's funeral, it's like nobody cared

But when police get shot, the mayor, everybody there

Graffiti on the lobby stairs, kids with knotty heads greedy

Soldiers fall, faces painted on the wall

I was born to ball, rings you can't afford

Name a clothes line, I done worn it all

To dictate the naked soul of Nas, Henny, 4-5

Hoes with thick thighs be the wives of rich guys

Never trust a bitch 'cause a bitch lies

Enemies close 'cause friends switch sides when shit gets live

Or dealin' with a lot of pressure, I'm in too deep

Life of a thug born and raised in the street

[Chorus: Nature & Nas]

You want war, I'ma give you war (I'm in too deep)

You want peace I'ma give you peace (Raised in the street)

You want love, I'ma show you love (Life of a thug)

There's no love for me in these streets (I'm in too deep)

It's just hustlers in these streets (Raised in the street)

Uh, yo, ayo

[Verse 2: Nature]

When you in too deep, you better climb out and find out

Are you the one they looking at? (You the one they looking at?)

'Cause when you looking back

And show signs of fear if the drama's severe

I see scars starting off at the side of their ear

Ending up by the jaw or the throat, another law broke

I try to patch it, white kids is buying acid

Closing down spots, popping a knot

Heard informants use binoculars, watchin' the blocks

Call 'em phantom on the tapes, I'm the phantom of the wax

Now meet the man behind the music, examine the facts

I use it to my advantage, do this shit every day

Like sneaking gats up in Grade A

Six Flags, catch me getting on the popular rides

If a nigga violate, he getting popped on the line

Small hot ones locked in his spine

Transform, roll out pass it off to my man, no doubt

I keep six disguises, six shirts in the trunk

Imagine, it gets six times worse when I'm drunk

Prepare for death in the first of the month, hopin' to rise

It's right here in front of you, open your eyes

I can't explain it 'cause it isn't normal — is niggas loyal?

I talk about life and live it for you, this shit is soil

Like the dirt that I walk on, you talk on

Used to have love for ya, now it's all gone

(It's all gone, it's all gone)

[Chorus: Nature & Nas]

You want war, I'ma give you war (I'm in too deep)

You want peace I'ma give you peace (Raised in the street)

You want love, I'ma show you love (Life of a thug)

There's no love for me in these streets (I'm in too deep)

It's just hustlers in these streets (Raised in the street)