Nas - Purple lyrics

Light it, uhh light it up, uhh

The whole city is mine, prettiest Don
I don't like the way P diddy
Did Shyne with different lawyers
Why it's mentioned in my rhymes? Fuck it
It's just an intro, hate it
Or love it, like it, bump it or dump it
Write it, across the stomach spell "God son"
Life is like a jungle, black
It's like the habitat of Tarzan
Matter of fact
It's harder than most can imagine
Most of my niggas packed
In correctional facilities
Half of them passed on, MAC strong
Couple of shots made the ghost leave a body
Now they hauntin' the block
Where they used to stand at
Somebody's takin' they place
A younger man perhaps, hand slaps
Can't understand that same walk, same talk
I wonder can that be possible?
A thug dies, another step inside his shoes
And they will hurt you
Layin' low with a bottle
I'm blowin' circles, my state of mind purple

Light it, light it, uhh yeah… light it up
Light it up, uhh

Y'all just wanna deal with drama
Talk about niggas who got things
Y'all ready to kill his mama
Everything you into is underworld related
You sell your man out
Not even your girl is sacred
You don't trust a soul, hold up
You moldin' soldiers
To pull guns quick and always
Look behind the shoulder
Think of how many dudes died
Tryna be down with you
Everybody's under six feet of ground, but you
Still standin', still roamin'
Through the streets, that's real
You a survivor, knowin' all the beef is ill
You got a bunch of thugs with
You even now that's ready
Trustin' your judgment, quick to put it down
They deadly
The hood love you, but behind your back
They pray for the day
A bullet hit your heart and
Ambulances take you away
That ain't love, it's hate
Think of all the mothers at wakes
Whose sons you killed and you ain't
Got a cut on your face?
Unmarked police cars roam the streets hard
The heat is God
Somebody tell these shorties reach
For the stars
Instead they tell 'em how to reach
Through the bars holdin' a mirror
Lookin' down a tear in jail
Makin' weapons to kill ya
Weed smoke, three tokes, nigga
Pour more Henny
He sighs with eyes that seen a war too many
Cold-blooded murderers, universal
Hood to hood, blowin' smoke
State of mind is purple

Light it up, light it up, light it up, uhh
Light it up… light it up, light it up, uhh
Uhh… uhh, uhh, light it, light it, uhh

These hot headed youngsters always
Get into trouble reactin' before thinkin'
They easily irritated
And murder's premeditated
It's a fact that we sinkin'
When we should be climbin', in a nutshell
It's just jail
Drug sales, liquor and diamonds
Niggas rewindin'
Instead of movin' forward to blow up
So what's the science?
People shoutin', police pushin' the crowd
And on the ground's a young soldier
With meat hangin' out him
Am I hallucinatin' off the hazin'?
Or did I just see a nigga
Shoot another nigga's face in?
It's a ugly nation
Cops circle the block with mug shots
Photograph pictures of suspect faces
It's usually two or three niggas who innocent
But if they lock the wrong ones up
Then someone'll snitch
A divide-and-fall strategy, they aren't fair
I dig in my bag of weed
That's covered with orange hair
This Color Purple'll make Whoopi
Give me the pussy and Celie
Oprah and Danny Glover gots to feel me
This is how I escape the madness
Too much of anything'll hurt you
So my state of mind's all purple