Nas, Keri Hilson - Hero lyrics

QB where the fuck y'all at?
Ha, ha yeah, let's go
Gets Money

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two-seater
Hate him or love him for the same reason
(fresh) can't leave it, the game needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in
(yes) so in God's Son we trust
'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they want
They lookin' for a (hero)
I guess that makes me a (hero)

Another chapter of the cleanest rapper
Distinguished gentlemen
Crooks & Castle on his back, Maybacher
Exotic lady eye-catcher, holla at ya
Call me the chiropractor
Workin' like Muay Thai class
Get perspire out ya
And of course I've been the
Boss since back when rockin' D Boy
Fila velour in one-ninety black Benz
Now they shut down the
Stores when I'm shoppin'
Used to be train robbin'
Face covered in stockin' I'm him

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two-seater
Hate him or love him for the same reason
(fresh) can't leave it, the game needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in
(yes) so in God's Son we trust
'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they want
They lookin' for a (hero)
I guess that makes me a (hero)

Rubber-grip-holder, reloader
Come at me, I'ma rip your soldiers in half
Silverback ape, nickel-plated mag
Young, rich and flashy young bitch, I'm nasty
All black clothes 'til ice lay
On me so classy
And every time I close my lids
I can still see the borough
I can still see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams that my
Niggas ain't never lived to see
Tell them angels open the door for me
From nine Berettas and movin' raw
To chillin' in wine cellars
Sticks and humidors
That's what I call mature
That's what I call a G
That's what I call a pimp
That's what I call a gangsta, to the fullest
Shit i try to make more cream
By every September 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more clean, as I grow yearly
I can see things more clearly
That's why they fear me (let's go)

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two-seater
Hate him or love him for the same reason
(fresh) can't leave it, the game needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in
(yes) so in God's Son we trust
'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they want
They lookin' for a (hero)
I guess that makes me a (hero)

This universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied
The corporate side
Blockin' y'all from goin' to
Stores and buyin' it
First LA and Doug Morris was ridin' with it
But Newsweek article startled big wigs
They said "Nas, why is he tryin' it?"
My lawyers only see the
Billboard charts as winnin'
Forgettin' Nas the only true
Rebel since the beginnin'
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try tellin' Bob Dylan, Bruce or Billy Joel
They can't sing what's in their soul
So "Untitled" it is i never change nothin'
But people remember this
If Nas can't say it
Think about these talented kids
With new ideas bein' told what
They can and can't spit
I can't sit and watch it, so shit
I'ma drop it
Like it or not, you ain't gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio
Cups of Don Julio no matter what the CD
Called, I'm unbeatable y'all, let's go!
Yeah, Nas, Polow da Don