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Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones ( /nɑːˈsɪər/; born September 14, 1973), better known mononymously as Nas ( /ˈnɑːz/), is an American rapper and actor. He is also the son of jazz musician Olu Dara. Nas has released eight consecutive platinum and multi-platinum albums since 1994, four of which topped the Billboard charts upon release and has sold over thirteen-million records in the United States alone. Nas was also part of the hip hop supergroup The Firm, which released one album under Dr. Dre's record label Aftermath. Aside from rapping, Nas is also an occasional actor and has appeared in feature films such as Hype Williams' directorial debut Belly, Ticker and In Too Deep and the television show Hawaii Five-0. more »

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2007

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In the Rotten Apple take a bite taste the worm 
Embrace the world of reality we're faced to learn 
Coke connection drug bust graveyards where thugs rest 
I keep my mug blessed the evil is illegal substance sold 
Roll mob deep guns in the black Jeep 
Mac 11's and legends cracks in the streets 
Patroller gold money folder gun happy soldiers 
Never sober takin' over my blood is colder 
Niggaz respect violence so I become it 
I'm from it, I even done it blunted so run it 

Yeah son, you know what this is 
Take it off [come on dunn, don't even come at me like that] 
[dunn, come on dunn] 

[Chorus]
Imagine this, no guns no knife 
It's a one on one so now we gots to fight, son 
Imagine this, no gun no knife 
It's a one on one now we got to fight, yeah 
Imagine that, no gun no knife 
It's a one on one now we got to fight, yeah 
Imagine this, no gun no knife 
It's a one on one, son 

Yo I'm a cream fiend, with a mean dream 
Brain full of schemes, my crew's rollin' fresh out the greens 
Give you what you never seen, the ips on the Mac-10 
It's 2:10 in the A.M. in the streets of Queens 
Try hard and die hard 
Chances of survivin' the game is like tryin' to feed Allah lard 
A walk a piece with a deadly shadow 
They want to blow me with the double barrel, found no sorrow 
I brawl with Blanka, caught Bison in a thinker 
Don't make hell your new home, with the blue chrome 
Mistakes want me, suave fellow but raunchy 
The soul of a cold body haunts me, I flee the country 
But only to shed tears for years 
Too wild for my own self, hopin' help is near 
Street fightin' was cool but in school I brought a new tool 
Toolin with the devil, a rebel, a fool 

[Chorus]

Yeah, take it to the bridge Queensbridge 
Yo whassup money? [Yo yo do you remember this face?] 
[Yeah yeah yeah, run these, run these] 
 [Break you down! Get broke!] 
[No hands, run that, run that, run that, no hands] 

I hear Jake walkie-talkies in my sleep 
Marked money I keep, play the bitches all week 
I visualize Coups, alligators in suits 
Elevators in my mansion that rises to the roof 
Sippin' eighty proof, watchin' Juice, but hold up 
I see some brothers tryin to roll up, wishin' I could fold up 
It's hard to see their faces in they hoodies, I better boogie 
Too late, I tried to swing when they jigged me, I'm out

Yeah yeah kid, don't front, 360 degrees, knowhatI'msayin? 
That's how it comes back at you. Queensbridge, that's how we live. 
South side, all that. New York, light it up, light it up. 
Yo yo you saw how I snuffed that kid? [Yeah I saw that, I saw that] 
You know how we steppin'. That's how we do out here in the street fight!

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