Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Cross, artist - Nas. Date of issue: 12.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Cross |
| I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion |
| I’d still be carried in the chariot by st&eding horses |
| Had to bring it back to New York |
| I’m happy that the streets is back in New York |
| For you rappers, I carry the cross |
| Y’all can keep y’all weak beats, from your corny producers |
| There’s a new king of the streets, you’re gonna get used to I was the old king of the streets, that y’all once hated |
| But now I reinvented myself, and y’all all waited |
| NAS, N.A.S. |
| mean Niggaz Against Society |
| Noisy I aim not silently, noose all surroundin me I hang 'em I string 'em up ain’t no thing I just drop 'em |
| to which doctor you copped and you locked and it ain’t what it was |
| I changed it up from that pop shit it’s hard to see R&B |
| rappers arguably, started fuckin up the game horribly |
| Cause, I parted the sea, then these novices targetted me Bitches infatuated say they love me lyin to me What I’ve discovered is my brother’s tryin to be the next me, yeah I support him but he’s blinded I see |
| jealousy he love me to death am I buggin I love him for life |
| We both still mournin on our mother’s, life |
| And I don’t need much but a Dutch, a bitch to fuck |
| A six, a truck, some guns to bust |
| I wish it was that simple, the last emperor, hit yo’ass |
| with the Nasty Nas, diary, get out my path |
| I can’t keep a bitch cause none of them come up for a little less |
| I can’t be too rich, too many hoes, lined up for sex |
| I can’t rest until my niggaz in houses with pretty maids |
| Water and flowers in 'em |
| While my niggaz walk around in they trousers grinnin |
| Gotta keep a lot of heat; |
| 30 cals 10 millimeters |
| 40 cals plus the heckler, to set y’all straight |
| You too light? |
| I shoot your freckles out |
| You too dark? |
| The infrared show you what the tec about |
| Huh? |
| I’m stressin out, need more offices for bosses |
| Secretaries and meetings with big sharks, who mad greedy |
| We can sell mo', boats on the coast |
| Give, coats to the po’and give, hope to the broke then live low |
| But that ain’t reality, I look happy but under the sky |
| You see a nigga who know, out of three women 2 out of 3 |
| will love you but lead you to they own, hidden evil |
| BITCH! |
| You the reason niggaz be beefin, hoe get on |
| 'Posed to be Earth, ain’t worth the pussy that you sit on From here on, it’s a new day |
| Million dollars ain’t, what it was yesterday |
| Many problems, many niggaz, most involved but they fake |
| Hope y’all relate |
| I carry the cross |