Nas - Understanding lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas - Understanding lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, check it out
I see today's mathematics
As bein' understanding, you know?
Understanding is havin' the ability
To see things clearly for what they are
Not what they present theyself to be
It completes the cipher
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's also symbolic to the black child
Which is the best part a yo, son, represent
Now, I'm the average nigga
In the street life, god
I try to beat trife odds
Ride my L-E through the night fog and park
It's buddha to be sparked, it's consistent
The beast smells the L because
It travel long distance
Cruisin' in his Chrysler
Pursuin' niggas in my cipher
Start wildin' like insane asylum
On Rikers Island
Verbal assassin, I murder freestylin'
One-two for the gun crew
Three drinkin' Cristal and
I play the side 'cause the words of man kill
Proverbs buck out my grill, real as Ill Will
Peep the steel!
Nobody move, nobody die, why must I be high?
Bustin' in trife bitches
Touchin' mic switches
It's like a hot spoon of heroin
A Don like Perignon
Females love the guns I be wearin'
Plant my seeds to live infinite
Indeed in my sentences
I flow demandin', that's understanding
850 tempo, but rugged like a Pinto
Chop shop hip-hop, burn the block intro
High priests release voodoo
Déjà vu on this taboo Illmatic shit
And what have you
Chef cocaine cook, no brainer
Got the proper diction
My competition bleeds words and
Weed blurs my vision
I'm freezin' in time, stop the rhyme!
I'm sober in a stolen Range Rover, much crime
I, stick up America, Nas in your area
Disrupt the sound barrier
Clowns get pounds of terror
A full whip for more clips then Clint
Has in his era Dirty Harry
Cold, black, the uncanny of Kojak
A Beretta stickin' up
Trucks carryin' Amaretto
Clever to entice 'em
Herbs I'm micin' while I'm pricin'
Niggas like they slaves, best behave
I'm the nice one
Nas broken down from Nasir, means protection
Pop dukes' resurrection
International hoes I'm sexin'
While you be fuckin' one section
Question: Does a lonely mic give
Me an erection? Yes, son
On a float like The Jetsons
Futuristic rappin' mystic bust it
Try and diss it while my
Finger's on the iron biscuit
I rhyme terrific
Sparklin' like the Diamond District
It's understanding
That's where it's happenin' in Queens
That's where it's happenin' in Queens
That's where it's happenin' in Queens
That's where it's happenin' in Queens
I see today's mathematics
As bein' understanding, you know?
Understanding is havin' the ability
To see things clearly for what they are
Not what they present theyself to be
It completes the cipher
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's also symbolic to the black child
Which is the best part a yo, son, represent
Now, I'm the average nigga
In the street life, god
I try to beat trife odds
Ride my L-E through the night fog and park
It's buddha to be sparked, it's consistent
The beast smells the L because
It travel long distance
Cruisin' in his Chrysler
Pursuin' niggas in my cipher
Start wildin' like insane asylum
On Rikers Island
Verbal assassin, I murder freestylin'
One-two for the gun crew
Three drinkin' Cristal and
I play the side 'cause the words of man kill
Proverbs buck out my grill, real as Ill Will
Peep the steel!
Nobody move, nobody die, why must I be high?
Bustin' in trife bitches
Touchin' mic switches
It's like a hot spoon of heroin
A Don like Perignon
Females love the guns I be wearin'
Plant my seeds to live infinite
Indeed in my sentences
I flow demandin', that's understanding
850 tempo, but rugged like a Pinto
Chop shop hip-hop, burn the block intro
High priests release voodoo
Déjà vu on this taboo Illmatic shit
And what have you
Chef cocaine cook, no brainer
Got the proper diction
My competition bleeds words and
Weed blurs my vision
I'm freezin' in time, stop the rhyme!
I'm sober in a stolen Range Rover, much crime
I, stick up America, Nas in your area
Disrupt the sound barrier
Clowns get pounds of terror
A full whip for more clips then Clint
Has in his era Dirty Harry
Cold, black, the uncanny of Kojak
A Beretta stickin' up
Trucks carryin' Amaretto
Clever to entice 'em
Herbs I'm micin' while I'm pricin'
Niggas like they slaves, best behave
I'm the nice one
Nas broken down from Nasir, means protection
Pop dukes' resurrection
International hoes I'm sexin'
While you be fuckin' one section
Question: Does a lonely mic give
Me an erection? Yes, son
On a float like The Jetsons
Futuristic rappin' mystic bust it
Try and diss it while my
Finger's on the iron biscuit
I rhyme terrific
Sparklin' like the Diamond District
It's understanding
That's where it's happenin' in Queens
That's where it's happenin' in Queens
That's where it's happenin' in Queens
That's where it's happenin' in Queens