Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reach Out, artist - Nas. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Reach Out |
| This kind of love is a once in a lifetime cruise |
| Reach out and touch the love that I have for you |
| I see you standing there so lost and all alone |
| I wanna take you in my arms |
| And tell you that you’re home |
| I look into your eyes |
| I said I know you very well |
| I see a mirror of my life |
| A reflection of myself |
| 3:45 am can’t sleep, can’t dream |
| I’m stuck, money problems pop up How will I survive, guess it’s best to decide not to decide |
| So that’s my decision |
| Whatever happens happens |
| I keep makin’my millions |
| Can see myself in presidential campaign dinners |
| But I’m gassin’blunts around a bunch of gang members |
| When you’re too hood to be in them Hollywood circles |
| And you’re too rich to be in that hood that birthed you |
| And you become better than legends you thought were the greatest |
| And out grow women you love and thought you could stay with |
| Life become clearer when you wipe down your mirror |
| And leave notes around for yourself to remember |
| I like to teach and build |
| With brothers about how easy it is to reach a mill |
| All you need is some skill, then it’s grindtime |
| Imagination better than knowledge, say’s Einstein |
| It’s all in the mind |
| Nasty the nicest, I’m somewhat of a psychic |
| Just one minute after it’s heard |
| You all excited, you all repeat it So call me a genius, if you didn’t |
| Now that I said it I force you to think it Write in my little vignettes, sipping Moet |
| When you vision me, you vision the best |
| When I was young they called me, Olu’s son |
| Now he Nas father, I was the good seed |
| He was the wise gardener |
| Beautiful life, often I dream that I can bring my niggas |
| Conservatives don’t understand slang linguistics |
| The burbs talking like the hood’ll change with quickness |
| Love the skinny model chicks but I prefer the thickness |
| So what I rap about my riches and I’m ostentatious |
| Get out of gangsta business seen in me you basic |
| Try to compare what you live to the life I master |
| See the fly shit I wear, you try to rock it after |
| Big bracelets, gold any different faces |
| White wine spritzers and Switzerland on vacation |
| The strip club scene favours your supreme banker |
| Dope fiend neighbours, growing up I’ve seen paper |
| I describe it, hope you can visualize it This is reminiscent to all the parks in the project |
| When my bread is nice, can rival your foamposites |
| Don’t make me pull my? |
| out the closet |