Nas - It Never Ends lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas - It Never Ends lyrics]
Buckets like Gilligan
Still I peep reptilians in the Filligan
Blendin' in, my quintillion ton brain
Got me revealing men
Quintessential Queensbridge poet back to
The grill again
Did songs with Chubb Rock to Chris Brown
Switch styles
Yet to see any heavyweight make
It to this round
This that pure champion sound
I wear the crizzown
Raw, one take, I don't even need a mixdown
Demure, not docile, volatile, I kick down
Amphibians, reptiles that make
That hiss sound they eyes change color
Their pupils start to slit down
When I take cover
And I let off a fifth round
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
Rest in peace to BI, the shit never ends
BIG shit
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
(Never ends, never ends)
The world's going crazy, this shit never ends
(Never ends, never ends)
Stop waiting for the hood to 'preciate ya
Whoever gets love in the hood
He's a freak of nature
When I said I wasn't mainstream, lames scream
"What does he mean? Who does he think he is?
His bank be hid, he hardly out
He still as hard as he
Was when he started out"
We count 'em out, we count 'em in
Amongst the real, never my crown in doubt
So around my house with my wiz
Lessons I got from my friends
Do they love me for me or love me for them?
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
The world's out war, the shit never ends
Everybody packin'
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
(Never ends, never ends)
It never ends, the shit never ends
(Never ends, never ends)
What will it take to end?
Can't see me moving, I'm like the fastest
I'm a 3D movie, no need of glasses
They hate it before they hear it
Clear that my perseverance is
Somethin' they can't bear
It's become apparently clear
They fear me, I'm not dying or rather
Put my ears to the blaring cop siren
Am I here or in a hot dryer?
Didn't hear all that pop-soundin' fakespeare
Pop rhymin' niggas should stop lyin'
Why in a whole year
You still in the same spot trying
To change, but you not risin'?
When will somebody real tell
Him he not Nas-in'
Cars, you just started drivin'
I've been ridin', been made it
You and your pretend stages
I did this since windbreakers (Windbreakers)
Still I peep reptilians in the Filligan
Blendin' in, my quintillion ton brain
Got me revealing men
Quintessential Queensbridge poet back to
The grill again
Did songs with Chubb Rock to Chris Brown
Switch styles
Yet to see any heavyweight make
It to this round
This that pure champion sound
I wear the crizzown
Raw, one take, I don't even need a mixdown
Demure, not docile, volatile, I kick down
Amphibians, reptiles that make
That hiss sound they eyes change color
Their pupils start to slit down
When I take cover
And I let off a fifth round
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
Rest in peace to BI, the shit never ends
BIG shit
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
(Never ends, never ends)
The world's going crazy, this shit never ends
(Never ends, never ends)
Stop waiting for the hood to 'preciate ya
Whoever gets love in the hood
He's a freak of nature
When I said I wasn't mainstream, lames scream
"What does he mean? Who does he think he is?
His bank be hid, he hardly out
He still as hard as he
Was when he started out"
We count 'em out, we count 'em in
Amongst the real, never my crown in doubt
So around my house with my wiz
Lessons I got from my friends
Do they love me for me or love me for them?
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
The world's out war, the shit never ends
Everybody packin'
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the shit never ends
(Never ends, never ends)
It never ends, the shit never ends
(Never ends, never ends)
What will it take to end?
Can't see me moving, I'm like the fastest
I'm a 3D movie, no need of glasses
They hate it before they hear it
Clear that my perseverance is
Somethin' they can't bear
It's become apparently clear
They fear me, I'm not dying or rather
Put my ears to the blaring cop siren
Am I here or in a hot dryer?
Didn't hear all that pop-soundin' fakespeare
Pop rhymin' niggas should stop lyin'
Why in a whole year
You still in the same spot trying
To change, but you not risin'?
When will somebody real tell
Him he not Nas-in'
Cars, you just started drivin'
I've been ridin', been made it
You and your pretend stages
I did this since windbreakers (Windbreakers)