Nas, Swizz Beatz - Echo lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas, Swizz Beatz - Echo lyrics]
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
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
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
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
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
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
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