Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song N.I.*.*.E.R. (The Slave and the Master), artist - Nas. Album song Nas, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM
Song language: English
N.I.*.*.E.R. (The Slave and the Master) |
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are |
Much more, still we choose to ignore |
The obvious, man this history don’t acknowledge us |
We were scholars long before colleges |
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are |
Much more, but still we choose to ignore |
The obvious, we are the slave and the master |
What you lookin for? |
You the question and the answer |
We trust no black leaders, use the stove to heat us |
Powdered eggs and government cheeses |
The calendars with Martin, JFK and Jesus |
Gotta be fresh to go to school with fly sneakers |
Schools with outdated books, we are the forgotten |
Summers, coolin off by the fire hydrant |
Yeah I’m from the ghetto |
Where old black women talk about their sugar level — it’s not unusual |
To see photos of dead homie’s funerals |
Aluminium foil on TV antennas |
Little TV sit on top the big TV, eating TV dinners |
Girls die their hair with Kool-Aid |
They gave us lemons, we made lemonade |
But this nigger’s payed, ancestral slaves |
Descendant of kings, it’s necessary I — bling |
Put rims on everything, where tims on every scene |
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are |
Much more, still we choose to ignore |
The obvious, man this history don’t acknowledge us |
We were scholars long before colleges |
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are |
Much more, but still we choose to ignore |
The obvious, we are the slave and the master |
What you lookin for? |
You the question and the answer |
People afraid of criticism |
But I always put myself in a sacrificial position |
They been know I ain’t just rappin for fame |
I got my old homie hasslin to father askin for chains |
Yep, I get it cash up, this paper don’t matter |
They see me from skinny to fatter, when I rap about war |
They got a tendency to scatter, they ain’t my backup no more |
So now my enemies are at my front door |
Cause anytime we mention our condition, our history or existence |
They callin it reverse racism |
Still to this day the streets torn — my brother Jung' |
I’ll always have a seat for him — not behind me, beside me |
You’ll always know where to find me |
They say the close ones will hurt you |
So let’s keep a small circle |
On the road to riches and diamond rings |
In the land of the blind, the man with one eye is the king |
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are |
Much more, still we choose to ignore |
The obvious, man this history don’t acknowledge us |
We were scholars long before colleges |
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are |
Much more, but still we choose to ignore |
The obvious, we are the slave and the master |
What you lookin for? |
You the question and the answer |