Men in Black movie - Escobar '97 lyrics

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Song by Nas<br /><br>

Commissioner, horse daddy,<br>

Track, honeys, cash (cash), cars,<br>

Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.<br>

Gat slingers now, rap singers are who we are,<br>

We're from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.<br>

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The path we all walk, starts out long,<br>

It's like a boardwalk, Monopoly.<br>

Some make it around, some go down.<br>

It's prophecy.<br>

Happy days, balancing with life's atrocities.<br>

Hopping in V's, knowin' some day I got to lead,<br>

Properly.<br>

High up in the five, realizing the price paid,<br>

For this life laid, in the light shade,<br>

One might say, top of the world, two whips.<br>

A crib and girl, quick to celebrate,<br>

Popping corks, like they made it.<br>

Pretentious, arrogant niggas is senseless.<br>

Pro-ball players with white wives,<br>

Peap they night lives,<br>

While you could catch me in a crisp white five,<br>

Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on.<br>

My theme song.<br>

Love and happiness, how can it seem wrong?<br>

I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus,<br>

With the donuts.<br>

Now I grown up, got it chromed up.<br>

Got the rap game, sewn up, sho 'nuff.<br>

Niggas acting cool, but it's really no love,<br>

I feel the slow buzz, off the dutch.<br>

This is everyday, every second.<br>

Gotta make it pay, every lesson I learnt.<br>

Got me open while most of the rappers'll stay burnt.<br>

Word.<br>

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Honeys, cash (cash), cars,<br>

Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.<br>

Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,<br>

We're from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.<br>

<br>

Money, cash (cash), cars<br>

Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.<br>

Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,<br>

We're from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.<br>

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With so much drama in Q-B-C,<br>

It's kind hard being Escobarro,<br>

Elderado Red, sipping Dom out the bottle.<br>

My life is like a Donald Goines novel.<br>

We wave glasses like Bravo.<br>

Drunk niggas, with mad problems, and shot pockets,<br>

My niggas wanna block rock this.<br>

Box cocaine, cook and chop it.<br>

Looking for profit, in different ways.<br>

Going through this difficult stage.<br>

Called life but each year, my physical's praised.<br>

Some fell beyond the reach of help.<br>

Cut in the street,<br>

Thinking they could teach they self.<br>

When all we wanted, was a piece of wealth.<br>

And randomly, feed our family,<br>

Streets are insanity.<br>

Amply, living in this thug's fantasy.<br>

Richest nigga in show biz is what I plan to be.<br>

Heavy chain and my Q-B swing,<br>

Living this king's life.<br>

Magazines write about me,<br>

In this dream is all tight.<br>

<br>

Honeys, cash (cash), cars,<br>

Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.<br>

Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,<br>

We're from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.<br>

<br>

Money, cash (cash), cars<br>

Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.<br>

Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,<br>

We're from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.<br>

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Now, the main thing that boggle my brain,<br>

Be all the bottles of pain,<br>

Iced the chain and all the followers came.<br>

They tried to throw me off track, but I caught that.<br>

They thought I lost that,<br>

But I'm continuing to make more stacks.<br>

Halftime, New York state of mine,<br>

It was written was hittin',<br>

Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and riches,<br>

Sleeping on the plane, wake up when we land,<br>

Feelin' real scared, on the ground,<br>

Feeling wheels skidding on the ground.<br>

Rollie flush, princess cuts and large rounds.<br>

The crews up, finding time to shine rocks,<br>

Is real, violating, be in a pine box.<br>

If it go there, I lay you before you lay me.<br>

It's crazy, I didn't make the game,<br>

The game made me.<br>

Record for the babies, so they raised up in mansions,<br>

Haters keep hating and ladies'll keep glancing.<br>

I know the routine of this muthafucka....<br>

Word up.<br>

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