Nas, YG - No Weapon lyrics

No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon, no weapon, no opposition steppin'
Please protect me, Lord, my life dangerous
I rep this section no weapon, no weapon
No Glizzy’s or Smith & Wesson's
The streets don't love nobody
I promise I learned my lesson

Protect me from the choppers, the Glockers
The oppers and the coppers
Plеase protect me, Lord, my lifе dangerous
I rip the block up
Idolizin’ movies like Scarfaces and Shottas
To cryin' at cemeteries 'cause
Niggas buryin' they partners
Gold plated, Chrome plated
Black painted copper stay with heavy metals
But I am not a punk rocker i'm God's son
(He God's son) , I'm God’s son (He God’s son)
I'm God’s son
What that mean? No one can stop him
I know the haters be hatin' but they jock 'em
It's blessings on the way
Can’t let the devil block 'em
Livin' till' I am old as fuck
Nigga tryna shock 'em
Hundred million dollar crib
Gotta live to cop one (Oh)
Lord, please protect me from these hoes
They smile in my face, but
Stab me in the back, bros
I am from the game so I would never complain
Iced out the cross on the chain
To protect me as a whole (A whole)

No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon, no weapon, no opposition steppin'
Please protect me, Lord, my life dangerous
I rep this section no weapon, no weapon
No Glizzy's or Smith & Wesson's
The streets don't love nobody
I promise I learned my lesson

Gotta see my daughter livin'
My daughter livin'
Got two of 'em, gotta have more of them
Gotta be here for sure for them
Real nigga, but I gotta be more for them
Put points on the board, gotta score for them
Gotta set 'em up for sure with Ms
When they find out I was in store for them
They gon' know they dad is really him
Just wakin' up in the mornin'
Gotta thank God
I don't know but last night felt kinda odd
I had a dream, I seen Slim, he was by my side
He told me somebody fuck with me
It's gon' be homicide
Yeah, I be talkin' to the dead homies
I hear voices in my head tellin' me who phony
Run up on me, nigga, you gon' see
God's son, so you know for me He goin' OD
I'm God's son, he God's son, I'm God's son
He God's son i'm God's son
Protected like eight bands ridin' shotgun
Livin' life, lookin' over your shoulder
It's not fun
Heard the opps hit the block with
Chops so I gotta cop one

No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon formed against me should prosper
No weapon, no weapon, no opposition steppin'
Please protect me, Lord, my life dangerous
I rep this section no weapon, no weapon
No Glizzy's or Smith & Wesson's
The streets don't love nobody
I promise I learned my lesson

To be the best, sometimes you
Gotta beat the best, i beat my chest
A beast, but charming I appear
Features in my flesh
Some women question of the year
Will he keep his dreads?
That's his antennas but his power reconnects
So the storm showered, his season's next
COVID leaned him with the wheezin' chest
Took easy steps
Keys to whips, he underneath the bed on vacay
We sleep good, we know their whereabouts
We know where they stay
This AK, this safe for play-play
The only way we gon' win
Is when I'm not in the room that you in
And you not in the rooms that I'm in
And you still in the room, comprehend?
When I say you good
You can chill 'cause we solid
All I'm sayin' is that we gotta
Just keep it a thousand
With each other, brother, it
Ain't that serious, we got this
Ain't gotta talk every day but we
Still stay on the topic
But if we did make time to talk
Every day we would profit i call it offense
Pray no weapon formed against us'll prosper