Nas, Raekwon, Mobb Deep - Eye for a Eye (Your Beef Is Mines) lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas, Raekwon, Mobb Deep - Eye for a Eye Your Beef Is Mines lyrics]
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
Let me start from the beginnin'
At the top of the list
Know wha'mean, Hav? Situation like this
Another war story from a
Thirsty young hustler
Won't trust ya, I'd rather bust ya
And leave your corpse for
The cops to discover
While I be pimpin' in the Range Rover
All jewelled like Liberace
You watch me while Jakes tryin' to
Knock me and lock me
But I be on the low sippin' Asti Spumante
Niggas tried to creep on the side of my Jeep
Stuck the heat through the window
Rocked they ass to sleep
Over a 3 pack, it was a small thing really
Yeah but keep lettin' them small things
Slide and be a failure if I'm outta town
One of my crew'll take care of ya
The world is ours, and your team's inferior
You wanna bust caps
I get all up in your area
Kidnap your children
Make the situation scarier
Life is a gamble, we scramble for money
I might crack a smile
But ain't a damn thing funny
I'm caught up in the dirt
Where your hands get muddy
Plus, the outcome turns out to be lovely
Got cheese in my pocket
Hit off my main squeeze
Push back the sunroof
Let the cold air breeze
Through the butter-soft leather upholstery
But mostly, keep the gat closely 'cause
Niggas wanna toast me
A yo, I gotta get mines
No matter what the consequences
Count all my blessings, add up my weapons
Cock back the gat and let
My nine serve purpose
Sling, do my thing, organize fiend servants
Tryin' to make a mill is stress
You know the deal
So we sling krills, get your cap peeled
'cause everythin' is real
Cuz, I wanna chill, laid up in a Jacuzzi
Sippin' bubbly with my fingers on the Uzi
Try to infiltrate my fort, get caught
Dead up in New York
My brain is packed with criminal thoughts
Get your life lost, never found again
My friend mission completed
Watch you drop in less than ten
On my road to the riches
Hittin' snitches off with mad stitches
Your last restin' place'll be a ditch, kid
No one can stop me try, your style's sloppy
You wanna be me
You're just an imitation copy
My theme is all about makin' the green
Livin' up in luxury
Pushin' phat whips and livin' comfortably
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
A drug dealer's dream:
Stash CREAM, keys on a triple beam
500 SL green, '95 nickle gleam
Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman
Tailor made ostrich
Chanel for my woman friend
Murderin', numbers on your head
While I'm burglarin'
Shank is servin' 'em
What's up to all my niggas
Swervin' in New York metropolis
The 'Bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds
Feels like the Holy Beast is watchin' us
Mad man, my sanity is goin' like a hourglass
Gun inside my bad hand I
Sliced tryna bag grams
I got hoes that used to milk you
Niggas who coulda killed you is down
With my ill crew of psychos
Nas Escobar movin' on your weak production
Pumpin' corruption in the third world
We just bustin'
Hold up
And analyze the wildcats slang cracks
They swing in Ac's
The new routines be my eyes
Blacks playin' corners
Glancin' all up in your cornea
Corner ya, seen cats snatch monies up on ya
But late night
Candlelight fiend with a crack pipe
It's only right, feelin' higher
Than an airplane, right
Word, yo, I wanna get this money then blow
Take my time, blast a nine, if you front
You go sip beers the German ones
Hand my guns to sons
Shaolin and Queensbridge
We robbin' niggas for fun but still
Write my will out to my seeds then build
Mahalia sing a tale, but the real
We still kill wHAT!
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
Uhhhh, laid back, word up
Jus' bless 'em with the bulletproof
Mobb Deep, Nas, Chef creation
For yo' nation, yeah!
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
Let me start from the beginnin'
At the top of the list
Know wha'mean, Hav? Situation like this
Another war story from a
Thirsty young hustler
Won't trust ya, I'd rather bust ya
And leave your corpse for
The cops to discover
While I be pimpin' in the Range Rover
All jewelled like Liberace
You watch me while Jakes tryin' to
Knock me and lock me
But I be on the low sippin' Asti Spumante
Niggas tried to creep on the side of my Jeep
Stuck the heat through the window
Rocked they ass to sleep
Over a 3 pack, it was a small thing really
Yeah but keep lettin' them small things
Slide and be a failure if I'm outta town
One of my crew'll take care of ya
The world is ours, and your team's inferior
You wanna bust caps
I get all up in your area
Kidnap your children
Make the situation scarier
Life is a gamble, we scramble for money
I might crack a smile
But ain't a damn thing funny
I'm caught up in the dirt
Where your hands get muddy
Plus, the outcome turns out to be lovely
Got cheese in my pocket
Hit off my main squeeze
Push back the sunroof
Let the cold air breeze
Through the butter-soft leather upholstery
But mostly, keep the gat closely 'cause
Niggas wanna toast me
A yo, I gotta get mines
No matter what the consequences
Count all my blessings, add up my weapons
Cock back the gat and let
My nine serve purpose
Sling, do my thing, organize fiend servants
Tryin' to make a mill is stress
You know the deal
So we sling krills, get your cap peeled
'cause everythin' is real
Cuz, I wanna chill, laid up in a Jacuzzi
Sippin' bubbly with my fingers on the Uzi
Try to infiltrate my fort, get caught
Dead up in New York
My brain is packed with criminal thoughts
Get your life lost, never found again
My friend mission completed
Watch you drop in less than ten
On my road to the riches
Hittin' snitches off with mad stitches
Your last restin' place'll be a ditch, kid
No one can stop me try, your style's sloppy
You wanna be me
You're just an imitation copy
My theme is all about makin' the green
Livin' up in luxury
Pushin' phat whips and livin' comfortably
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
A drug dealer's dream:
Stash CREAM, keys on a triple beam
500 SL green, '95 nickle gleam
Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman
Tailor made ostrich
Chanel for my woman friend
Murderin', numbers on your head
While I'm burglarin'
Shank is servin' 'em
What's up to all my niggas
Swervin' in New York metropolis
The 'Bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds
Feels like the Holy Beast is watchin' us
Mad man, my sanity is goin' like a hourglass
Gun inside my bad hand I
Sliced tryna bag grams
I got hoes that used to milk you
Niggas who coulda killed you is down
With my ill crew of psychos
Nas Escobar movin' on your weak production
Pumpin' corruption in the third world
We just bustin'
Hold up
And analyze the wildcats slang cracks
They swing in Ac's
The new routines be my eyes
Blacks playin' corners
Glancin' all up in your cornea
Corner ya, seen cats snatch monies up on ya
But late night
Candlelight fiend with a crack pipe
It's only right, feelin' higher
Than an airplane, right
Word, yo, I wanna get this money then blow
Take my time, blast a nine, if you front
You go sip beers the German ones
Hand my guns to sons
Shaolin and Queensbridge
We robbin' niggas for fun but still
Write my will out to my seeds then build
Mahalia sing a tale, but the real
We still kill wHAT!
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together, son, your beef is mines
Uhhhh, laid back, word up
Jus' bless 'em with the bulletproof
Mobb Deep, Nas, Chef creation
For yo' nation, yeah!