Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hero, artist - Nas. Album song Nas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM
Song language: English
Hero |
| Chain gleaming |
| Switching lanes |
| Two-seating |
| Hate him or love him |
| For the same reason |
| Can’t leave it The games needs him |
| Plus the people need someone to believe in So in God’s Son we trust |
| 'Cause they know I’m gonna give 'em what they want |
| They looking for… a hero |
| I guess that makes me… a hero |
| Another chapter of the cleanest rapper |
| Distinguished gentlemen |
| Crooks and castle on his back |
| Maybach-er, exotic lady eye-catcher |
| Holla at’cha, call me the chiropractor |
| Working like Muay Thai class |
| Get perspire out ya And of course I’ve been the boss since back when |
| Rocking D Boy, Fila, velour in 190 black Benz |
| Now they shut down the stores when I’m shopping |
| Used to be train robbing, face covered in stocking |
| I’m him |
| Rubber-grip-holder, reloader |
| Come at me I’ma rip your soliders in half |
| Silverback ape, nickle-plated mag |
| Young, rich, and flashy |
| Young, b! |
| tch, I’m nasty |
| All black clothes til ice lay on me so classy |
| And every time I close my lids |
| I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge |
| I can still see the dreams that my niqqas ain’t never lived to see |
| Tell them angels open the door for me From nine berettas and moving raw |
| To chilling in wine cellars |
| Sticks and humidors |
| That’s what I call mature |
| That’s what I call a g That’s what I call a pimp |
| That’s what I call a gangsta |
| To the fullest, sh! |
| t I try to make more cream |
| By every September 14th, that’s my dream |
| So I can be more clean, as I grow yearly |
| I can see things more clearly |
| That’s why they fear me This universal apartheid |
| I’m hog-tied, the corporate side |
| Blocking y’all from going to stores and buying it First L.A. and Doug Morris was riding wit it But Newsweek article startled big wigs |
| They said, Nas, why is he trying it? |
| My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning |
| Forgetting — Nas the only true rebel since the beginning |
| Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow |
| Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel |
| They can’t sing what’s in their soul |
| So untitled it is |
| I never change nothin' |
| But people remember this |
| If Nas can’t say it, think about these talented kids |
| With new ideas being told what they can and can’t spit |
| I can’t sit and watch it So, sh! |
| t, I’ma drop it Like it or not |
| You ain’t gotta cop it |
| I’m a hustler in the studio |
| Cups of Don Julio |
| No matter what the CD called |
| I’m unbeatable, y’all |