The Firm - Everyday Thing lyrics
rate me[Intro: Nas Escobar]Uhh.. What?Y'all don't get this everyday, word![Verse One: Nas Escobar]With so much drama in Q-B-C, it's kind of hard being EscobaroEl Derado red, sipping Don out the bottleMy life is like a Donald Goines novelWe wave glasses like Bravo, drunk niggaz with mad problemsShot pockets, niggaz on the block rock thisBuy cocaine, cook it and chop itLooking to profit, in triple waysGoing through this difficult stageCalled life when each year my physical is praisedNiggaz slip beyond to reach your helpCut in the street, thinking they can teach their selfWhen all we wanted was a piece of wealthAnd randomly we feed our family, these streets are insanityAmber me, caught inside a thug's fantasyRichest nigga in showbiz; is what I plan to beHeavy desire, hold this nine ready to fireYou know me, show me the money like I'm Jerry MaguireIt's on[Verse Two: Nature]It's time we set it straight, connect with Dre the correct wayPredicted platinum in less than a daySo for that we toast, this one's for us while y'all lacking hopeAll I do is write rap, stack, relax and smokeWatching my dreams come true, stay humble in the eyes of othersPoliticking with the wisest brothersIt's Nature, one of the latest, peep how I play thisStraight from The Bridge, one of your kid's favoritesFrom now, til the day that I'm stiffFoul flagrant, pay the rent, always stay swiftStuck in my ways, type chauvinisticSince the youth; I had a thing for big hoops, flooded rings and olderbitchesHolding my riches, in lump sums, for trust fundsFully recovered thugs lust to bust gunsWhile some will get drunk, beat wives and cuss sonsA slow process, called life, let's show progress[Verse Three: Dr. Dre]Check it.. when I said I hold my own I wasn't frontingNever claimed to be the baddest, but skills; I got a little somethingComing through, new clique and tracksKnown for blazing on the Chronic that's what put me on the mapNothing can give me more pleasure to start thisI worked the hardest, dug the farthestMaking me illest producing artistDone crimes, ran from One TimeCan catch me with my crew busting rhymes in the sun shine stateNo caste; to build; I chill with millionairesOut to make the killing for real, my resolution this yearFew places I walked, most imagineNew faces I met at beauty pageantsPast cuties, now wanna do meYo, I never forgot where I'm fromI check for family and every nigga that was down from day oneIf you ain't speaking money language I can't hangYou know your conversation is weak, so it's senseless to speak
