Nas - Worst Enemy Is Me lyrics

[Nas - Worst Enemy Is Me lyrics]

Yea, uh, uh, real niggas dawg, ya heard
Yea, journey to the life, just journey

I'm the nigga that ain't loud
Throw C-low, never ace out
Only move out wit a particular crew
I hate crowds the observer
Money and murder the hood praise it
I was raised in it, early age
Was presented with the ultimatum
Be a boss with a army, drop the Atari games
Hard cocaine that had my
Neighborhood strung out
Brains numb out, guns out
I was smart high hopes in my heart
But dope cartels would emerge
Bloody shirts on niggas while thеy hollerin'
'Til their lungs don't work
Figures I еnd up with a
Scarred memory of my youth
With dudes in the drug loot
Feelin' henny "SHOOT"
My nigga Will still here
Man I wish it was truth
Buried in his favorite shit
FILA sneakers and FILA suit
My eyes are the window of my soul
My niggas let the Indo roll
Thinkin' time flies we gettin' old
That's the words of my right hand man
My main dawg we been rollin since day one
He down for the cause
All he talk is extortion, kidnap shit
Big gat shit i'm like - "yo think positive"
But he act sick
He only think about lettin' his Mac spit
He like fuck who he hit me it bothers
Cause he know I'm with 'em it regardless
If he keep wildin' out he's
Makin' both of us targets
So I pull him, tell him on some deep shit
Try to school 'em
We already lost niggas by how we was movin'
We still livin'
But our lives need much improvin'
I think I'm gonna lose 'em
I was blind in this world
All I thought about was diamonds and pearls
I had beef wit a nigga
Then I'm clappin' his girl nappin' his kids
Ransack and run through his rib
Blow up his mom's crib
There's no way he could live
It's gettin' clearer
Starin' at the man in the mirror
Like all this time
It's just a fragment of my mind
Come to find out
Shit wasn't what is made to be
In reality +My Worst Enemy+ was me

Feelin' like I got the dons clout
Trigger pawn cocked Glocks spray
Up your moms spot
I ain't playin' wit you, war, fuck pistols
Bring machines, icy bell buckles, ten guns
M-1'S with ice muzzles
Life's a struggle, get your wifey touch too
Everybody involved
Homicide, doctors patchin' up your war scars
Task Force chargin' at us, news flash
Thug crews blast at officers
Coroners pick you up from the grass
Livin' fast 'til somebody tries
Meltin' my chest i'm high loosin' it
Could of hit my own self with the tec
Refuse to quit
But I tried tellin' me to relax
It's like I can't hear my words
'til I'm trapped to the max
Even then I blame everybody else except me
Pops left me
I was just three, I cried for help
Moms was busy that don't mean nigga's stupid
But I got a habit wit - makin' up excuses
Was born ruthless, hated school
They ain't teach me I'm a bad seed
Planted in this ghetto
Where my niggas can't read
Multiply, subtract only knowin' how to
Count cracks and count stacks
Now what y'all know about that
One side of me wanted out of this life
Glue traps on the floor for the mice
'Til the nigga saw the light
I wanted money when I got it
I would spend it
I wanted jewels, but when I heard it
Yo I wouldn't listen
All of the drama in my life
I got my self into
All the toxins my body took in
Faded my mental
I let these niggas words get to me
But I'm tired of my ice, tired of Bentley
It's the end of the century
I recognized the world is a beautiful place
Niggas opinions ruinin' my musical taste
Cause everytime I caught a case
Could of got me in jail
If you wasn't scared of jail
You more likely to fail
I thought the whole world was cursed
From the hand I was dealt
And +My Worst Enemy+ was my self
Word to my selfword to my selfword to my self

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