Nas - The G.O.D. lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas - The G.O.D. lyrics]
The G-O-D ayo, check it out, it's God's Son
I know I always give you clowns
A little lane to come out
'Cause I drop every two years
But it's over now, you know? Hah
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
Is it because I got the city on smash now
Oh woe woe or is it because your time's up
And it's a wrap now hey hey hey hey
In the papers you read that Nas is crazy
Lost his mind as he leavin' Sony
The INC got him signed
It's only a figment of your imagination
Went to way with New York's Hot radio station
Lost my patience, had to Zone Out
Rappers blown out, I have the throne now
The real shall reign, I feel your pain
You too R&B, follow me, spell my name
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
Is it because I got the city on smash now
Oh woe woe or is it because your time's up
And it's a wrap now hey hey hey hey
God's Son across the belly
Pardon, I'm hardly a bully
But what y'all done to hip hop is scary
Nas'll be truly the
Last soldier to roll with
Holdin it down, my proteges are over with now
A producer like Swizz Beatz, on fire
So is the control room
Soon as my vocals are down
Nas - God's Son, and y'all my little children
So bounce with it
If you can pronounce the correct spellin'
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
I know I always give you clowns
A little lane to come out
'Cause I drop every two years
But it's over now, you know? Hah
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
Is it because I got the city on smash now
Oh woe woe or is it because your time's up
And it's a wrap now hey hey hey hey
In the papers you read that Nas is crazy
Lost his mind as he leavin' Sony
The INC got him signed
It's only a figment of your imagination
Went to way with New York's Hot radio station
Lost my patience, had to Zone Out
Rappers blown out, I have the throne now
The real shall reign, I feel your pain
You too R&B, follow me, spell my name
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
Is it because I got the city on smash now
Oh woe woe or is it because your time's up
And it's a wrap now hey hey hey hey
God's Son across the belly
Pardon, I'm hardly a bully
But what y'all done to hip hop is scary
Nas'll be truly the
Last soldier to roll with
Holdin it down, my proteges are over with now
A producer like Swizz Beatz, on fire
So is the control room
Soon as my vocals are down
Nas - God's Son, and y'all my little children
So bounce with it
If you can pronounce the correct spellin'
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me
The G-O-D S-O-N k-in-g o-f n-y-c
That's me the G-O-D S-O-N
K-in-g o-f n-y-c that's me