Bridging The Gap (Album Version)
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The light is there<br /> <br /> See I come from Mississippi, I was young and runnin' wild<br /> Ended up in New York City, where I had my first child<br /> I named the boy Nasir, all the boys call him Nas<br /> I told him as a youngster, he'll be the greatest man alive<br /> <br /> Let's go, hey hey hey hey<br /> Tribrary of these rap skits, styles I mastered<br /> Many brothers snatched it up and tried to match it<br /> But I'm still number one, everyday real<br /> <br /> Speak what I want, I don't care what y'all feel<br /> 'Cause I'm my own master, my Pop told me be your own boss<br /> Keep integrity at every cost, and his home was Natchez Mississippi<br /> Did it like Miles and Dizzy, now we gettin' busy<br /> <br /> Bridging The Gap from the blues, to jazz, to rap<br /> The history of music on this track<br /> Born in the game, discovered my father's music<br /> Like Prince searchin' through boxes of Purple Rain<br /> <br /> But my Minneapolis was The Bridge, home of the Super kids<br /> Some are well-known, some doin' bids<br /> I mighta ended up on the wrong side of the tracks<br /> If Pops wouldn't've pulled me back an said yo<br /> <br /> Greatest man alive<br /> (Yeah, turn it up)<br /> Gre-gre-greatest man alive<br /> <br /> The blues came from gospel, gospel from blues<br /> Slaves are harmonizin' them, ah's and ooh's<br /> Old school, new school, know school rules<br /> All these years, I been voicin' my blues<br /> <br /> I'm a artist from the start, Hip-Hop guided my heart<br /> Graffiti on the wall, coulda ended in Spoffard, Juvenile delinquent<br /> But Pops gave me the right type'a tools to think with<br /> Books to read, like X and stuff<br /> <br /> 'Cause the schools said the kids had dyslexia<br /> In art class I was a compulsive sketcher of<br /> Teachers in my homeroom, I drew pix to mess them up<br /> 'Cause none'a them would like my style<br /> <br /> Read more books than the curriculum profile<br /> Said, "Mr. Jones please come get your child<br /> 'Cause he's writin' mad poems<br /> And his verses are wild"<br /> <br /> Greatest man<br /> The great-greatest man alive<br /> <br /> Hey hey hey, my Poppa was not a Rollin' Stone<br /> He been around the world blowin' his horn, still he came home<br /> Then he got grown, changed his name to Olu<br /> Come on, tell 'em 'bout the places you gone to<br /> <br /> I been to Saudi Arabia, Mozambique<br /> Madagascar, Paris, Greece<br /> The Middle Africa is where we lived<br /> Better known as Queenbridge<br /> <br /> Nas, Nas you don't stop<br /> Olu Dara in the house, you don't stop<br /> Muddy Waters' Howling Wolf you don't stop<br /> From the Blues to Street Hop you don't stop, tell 'em Pop<br /> <br /> See I come from Mississippi<br /> (Let 'em know)<br /> I was young and runnin' wild<br /> (Runnin' wild)<br /> Ended up in New York City<br /> (Yeah)<br /> Where I had my first child<br /> (That's me)<br /> <br /> I named the boy Nasir<br /> (Yeah, Daddy!)<br /> All the boys call him Nas<br /> (Luh ya, boy)<br /> I told him as a youngster<br /> He'll be the greatest man alive<br /> (You the greatest, Pop)<br /> Greatest man alive, gre-gre-gre-gre-greatest man alive<br /> (You the greatest, Pop)<br /> Rest In Peace, Ray Charles
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