Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nana, artist - Masta Ace. Album song The Falling Season, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.05.2016
Record label: HHV
Song language: English
Nana |
| Good morning nana, what’s for breakfast? |
| Orange juice, scrambled eggs and some jelly bread |
| An Oscar Mayer bacon, that’s a king’s meal |
| At least compared to my friends that are really fed |
| You really know how to kill it with a black skillet |
| Energized by your love and these cats feel it |
| Not to be rude but my dude want a plate of food |
| You never exclude, that puts you in a greater mood |
| To give one of my dudes a little something to eat |
| So they stomach won’t growl when they up in the street |
| The sounds of a bear, but this time a year |
| It’s kind of cold so we home and we upping the heat |
| Project radiator hissing like a rattle snake |
| I’m in the front room playing my favorite battle tape |
| You in the back room watching Barbany Jones |
| These white folks living good and we trying to be clones |
| The ones you work for out in Bensonhurst |
| After Howard Beach, now the tension is worse |
| Watching over they kids while they earn a wage |
| Making 'em lunch, reading 'em books, now turn the page |
| I was only 10, I was younger then |
| Guess it must have been hard for me to understand it |
| House keys hanging on a string from my neck |
| Had to let myself in, make myself a sandwich, damn |
| Beginning and the end of me, before I can even see |
| The man that I wanted to be, is what you came to know |
| You taking every step with me, taught me to take the lead |
| That’s why you trusting me, you gone get what you owe |
| We played in the spring and summer time, learned lessons in the fall |
| The world is winter, but you was never cold |
| More than a doer than a talker, but I still live by your words |
| One day it’ll all register, you never get too old |
| We grow, things change, but you will never go |
| Happy Thanksgiving, sweet potato pies |
| They was try’na ketchup on it like a plate of fries |
| Come in dude for the recipe |
| Uncle Marvin on the couch watching the game next to me |
| Talking smack, messing with me like an evil twin |
| It’s the Playoffs and we just try to see who’s in |
| Dallas bout to do it yet again |
| Number 31 breaks a long run and the Eagles win |
| Thank God, dinner’s ready, this stuff is terrific |
| Family eats, family talks but nothing specific |
| No religion, no politics |
| Pudgy lemon at the table doing a couple politrics |
| I’m a teen now, the streets are mean now |
| High praise for the waste, you cook and clean wow |
| Let it be known you get paid but you’re not a maid |
| Nana’s here, family’s home and I’m not afraid, nah |
| Beginning and the end of me, before I can even see |
| The man that I wanted to be, is what you came to know |
| You taking every step with me, taught me to take the lead |
| That’s why you trusting me, you gone get what you owe |
| We played in the spring and summer time, learned lessons in the fall |
| The world is winter, but you was never cold |
| More than a doer than a talker, but I still live by your words |
| One day it’ll all register, you never get too old |
| We grow, things change, but you will never go |
| — Boy, what you doing up this late? |
| I know you excited about graduating tomorrow |
| — I don’t know, I’m just up, thinking about everything |
| — This radio show I like is about to come on |
| — Radio show? |
| What kind of radio show on at 2 o’clock in the morning? |
| — They call it the World’s Famous Supreme Team show and it’s about that time |