Echo

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]

I mean Nas is one of the greatest, can we get a cheers?

Woo, cheers!

I mean the echo of life is the echo of love

And the echo of love is the echo from above

And some people don't even really know what they doin', Goddamn

I mean, can you feel this, can you feel the vibe

Can you feel the zone?

The zone that we on, the zone that we own

I mean the zone that we own is the zone of our own

Goddamn, you can smell the cologne

Fly nigga shit, fly, fresh, yeah

Came back, goddamn, double breast, yeah

The suit, that is, the suit, that is

I'm tryin' to make a building for the kids that is

I mean it's echo (Echo, echo)

Do the love, yeah

Came back like the Michael Jackson glove

Yeah, we just shinin', we just shinin'

Rewind the track, just to remind it, yeah

From Newark to BX to Queens

Came back, man, we say "Who next?" Yeah, yeah, yeah

Toast to the kings, yeah

Toast to the queens up in here, yeah

The album name, damn it's a POISON

So many people may get poisoned

Man, the life can be poison

You can talk crazy, bring your boys in

[Verse 1: Nas]

Throwin' piss out the window at police

Chasin' niggas with warrants

There was never no peace

Judy's ass was enormous

I was fresh indeed, think about her sexually

Knew a bunch of Radio Raheems, rest in peace

Four finger rings, big as brass knuckles

Haters walk by, try to stab you if they hug you

Lady on the fourth floor hollering every evening

'Til she planned up, wasn't having it that evening

He was beating her, she ain't have it that evening

One shot to the neck and the jugular, now he bleeding

She beat the case, but damn the kid suffer

I'm dating her daughter, but I'm having visions of her mother

Project nights, no project lights

Hopin' a friend don't try to rob my mom at night

She work hard to bring it to the table

Channel U before we had cable

Campbell's soup before I had sushi

Viker shoe before I had the Gucci

40 deuce for the karate movie

Out of sync mouth movin' movie

Sent to the store for a loosie

Came a long way, now the same ones salute me

Haters say it must be nice, I say it must be hate

I don't like that line, that shit straight fake

Yeah, I'm talkin' the '80s, not the '90s stuff

Time was real in Jamaica Queens, Ronnie Bumps

Queensbridge kings and all that

Rowdy white boys with baseball bats

Italians and greeks on Ditmars

Steinway Street, all the slick cars

[Chorus: Nas]

I know some fake niggas livin' a lie

I got some real niggas ready to die, uh

I know some fake niggas livin' a lie

I got some real niggas ready to die

[Verse 2: Nas]

We was Times Square pioneers, 40 deuce, 40-below boots

40 ounce brew, the true Bishop from Juice

Runnin' wild, loose, me and my 40 troops were stupid

Style, it was snorkel coats, Polo gooses, ruthless

Goons and wolves, bail-jumpers

Everybody from everywhere

They was tryin' to jump us for pumpin'

True story, my youngins, I'm a deadly thuggish Fredly Douglas

Military persona, yeah, I'm livin' with honor

To my niggas who servin' 40 while I'm in my 40s

I'm a walkin' observatory, a murder story since a shorty

On this journey 'til I'm A Weekend at Bernie's dead

Burnin' herb, Porsche frames hang on my head

30 years ago, memories they never left

Special memories, my nigga, that we'll never forget

For some reason we isolate that feelin'

I wouldn't change a damn thing for a billion

[Chorus: Nas]

I know some fake niggas livin' a lie

I got some real niggas ready to die, uh

I know some fake niggas livin' a lie

I got some real niggas ready to die

[Verse 3: Nas]

Research me, you'll see I was never playin'

I'm who babies are talkin' to and you don't know what they sayin'

I'm who they communicate with

The code of a nigga who don't tell or say shit

A dollar stay in the hood 18 hours

In white hoods it stays for days, why it never stay up in ours?

I'm talkin' that black power, talkin' that white power

I'm talkin' that Latin power, we gotta go for ours

United, yeah, I'm talking United

States of America now at war with the ISIS

Isis a Goddess out in Egypt, look how they got us

Damn, damn, God, look how they got us

Isis ain't even the original name of the black Goddess

They all twisted it up, now it's a name of some group

Deadly motherfuckers

[Outro: Nas]

I'ma put this drink down and get the fuck outta here

'Cause I'm livin' my dream

Shout out to all my niggas out there livin' your dream

Word up, go live