Nas - Represent lyrics

Represent, represent represent, represent
Represent, represent represent, represent

Straight up, shit is real
And any day could be your last in the jungle
Get murdered on a humble, guns'll blast
Niggas tumble the corners is the hot spot
Full of mad criminals
Who don't care, guzzling beers
We all stare at the out-of-towners
(Aiyyo, yo
Who that?) They better break North
Before we get the four pounders
And take their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers
Homicide chasing brothers
The D's on the roof tryin' to
Watch us and knock us
And killer coppers even come
Through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka
Spark a L and hold a Glock for the fronters
Wannabe ill niggas and spot runners
Thinking it can't happen 'til I
Trap 'em and clap 'em
And leave 'em done, won't even run about gods
I don't believe in none of that shit
Your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the street corner
Pulling a TEC out the dresser
Police got me under pressure

Represent, represent represent, represent
Represent, represent represent, represent

Yo, they call me Nas
I'm not your legal type of fella
Moët drinking
Marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's always on the corner
Rolling up blessed when I dress
It's never nothing less than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop
And my hat turned back
Love committing sins and my
Friends sell crack
This nigga raps with a razor
Keep it under my tongue the school drop-out
Never liked the shit from day one
‘Cause life ain't shit but
Stress, fake niggas, and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennessy while
Pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer, accelerator
The type of nigga who be
Pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me
Of the crack game used to sport Bally's and
Cazals with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and TECs
Fly new chicks and new kicks
Heines and Beck's

Represent, represent represent, represent
Represent, represent

No doubt, see my stacks are fat
This is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the time when Shante
Dissed the Real Roxanne
I used to wake up every morning
See my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan that
Had us running from cops
If it wasn't hanging out in
Front of cocaine spots
We was at the candy factory
Breaking the locks
Nowadays, I need the green in a
Flash just like the next man
Fuck a yard, God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun, son
But fuck being the wanted man
But if I hit rock bottom
Then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the crew to get live too
With Swoop bokeem, my brother Jungle
Big Bo cooks up the blow
Mike'll chop it Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets
This way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's your brain on drugs
To all fly bitches and thugs
'Nuff respect to the projects, I'm ghost
One love

Represent y'all, represent
Represent y'all, represent
Represent y'all, represent
Represent y'all, represent

One time for your mothafuckin' mind
This goes out to everybody in New York
That's living the real fucking
Life in every projects, all over
To my man Big Will, he's still here
The 40 side of Vernon, my man Big LES
Big Cee-Lo from the Don, Shawn Penn
The 40 busters my crew the shorty busters
The 41st side of Vernon posse
The Goodfellas, my man Cormega, Lakey the Kid
Can't forget Draws, the Hillbillies
My man Slate, Wallethead, Black Jay
Big Oogie crazy barrio spot
(Big Dove) , we rock shit a lot, PHD
And my man Preemo from Gang Starr
'94 real shit y'all (word up Harry O)
Fuck y'all crab-ass niggas though!

Bitch ass niggas! Bitch ass niggas!
You bitch ass motherfuckers!
Come to Queensbridge, motherfucker!
Yeah, yeah, let's bring it back
That's just a warm up
‘Cause I can– on anybody, anybody