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Nas Lyrics for Song: Take It In Blood
 Lyrics for Album: It Was Written
 
 
 
 17686>"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that" (repeat 2X)
 --] Kool Keith from the Ultramagnetic MC's 'Ease Back'
 
 [Nas]
 Yo; I never brag, how real I keep it, cause it's the best secret
 I rock a vest, prestigious, Cuban link flooded Jesus
 in a Lex watchin Kathie Lee and Regis
 My actions are one with the seasons
 A tec squeezin - executioner, winter time I rock a fur
 Mega popular, center of attraction
 Climaxin, my bitches they be laughin
 They high from sniffin coke off a twenty-cent Andrew Jackson
 City lights spark a New York night
 Rossi and Martini sippin, Sergio Tachinni flippin mad pies
 low price, I blow dice and throw em
 Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan
 My niggaz roll in ten M3's
 Twenty Gods poppin wheelies on Kawasaki's
 Hip-Hop's got me on some ol', sprayin shots like a drumroll
 Blankin out and never miscount the shells my gun hold
 I don't stunt, I regulate
 Henny and Sprite, I seperate, watchin crab niggaz marinate
 I'm all about tecs and good jooks and sex
 Israelite books, holdin government names from Ness
 MC's are crawlin out, every hole in the slum
 You be aight like blood money in a pimp's cum
 
 "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that"
 "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that..
 .. for, you wack MC's"
 
 [Nas]
 Currency is made in trust of the Messiah
 I'm spending it to get higher
 Earth, Wind, and Fire singing reasons why I'm
 up early, trustworthy is a nine that bust early
 Sunshine on my grill, I spill
 Remi on imaginary graves, put my hat on my waves
 Latter Day Saints say religious praise
 I dolo, challenge any team or solo
 You must be buggin out, new to my shit, home on a furlough
 Ask around, who's laid up, sharp and straight up
 Mafioso, gettin niggaz wigs sprayed up
 Skies are misty, my life's predicted by a gypsy
 I'll one day walk into shots drunk off champange from Sicily
 This be the drama, I'ma pause like a comma
 in a sentence, paragraph's indented
 Bloodshot red eyes, high, yellow envelopes of lye
 Openin cigars, let tobacco fly
 Condos are tuneproof, we're looking out the sky's moonroof
 Shittin like gin and prune juice
 Yo the system wants the coon's noose, hang em high
 Courtrooms filled up, it's off the hook while I
 just wrote a statement, like I'm facing twenty years
 in the basement - chilling on the via with Mumia
 for wearin chrome - I told the judge snakes slither
 like Sharon Stone, but like Capone I'm thrown (yo)
 
 "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that"
 "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that..
 .. for, you wack MC's"
 "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that"
 "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that..
 .. for, you wack MC's"
 
 [Nas]
 Lyrical, ly-lyrical mission..
 Lyrical..
 Yo the time is wastin, I use the mind elevation
 Dime sack lacin, court pen pacin
 Individual, lyrical math abrasion
 Psychic evaluation, the foulest nation
 We livin in, dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wives
 A lifestyle where bad streets is patternized
 Wise men build and destroy
 While the real McCoy dopefiend, named Detroit is still dealin boy
 Coke suppliers actin biased
 Cause rumors say that niggaz wear wires and we liars
 But every night the gat's fired, and every day a rat's hired
 I still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani, it's --
 -- just the killer in me, slash drug dealer MC
 Ex-slug filler, semi mug peeler
 Demi, bottles of Mo', yo simply follow me flow
 Put poetry inside a crack pot and blow
 rough holes for cracked out pussies and buttholes
 Bring the G's and the D's roll, they can't touch those
 Why shoot the breeze about it, when you could be about it?
 My degrees are routed, toward the peasy haired brick houses
 instead of the fake medallions
 Rich niggaz transport in thousands
 Foreign cash exchange amountin to millions
 Doors is locked, rocks is chopped, watch the cameras in the ceilings
 Trick bitches catching mad feelings
 Peelin off in the Lex Jeep, techniques is four-wheelin
 I bet it be some shit when we connect with Stretch
 When we catch them sex niggaz with the tecs you blessed, word
 So now it's on, never wasted a slug,
 Time is money when it comes to mine, take it in blood
 
 "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that"
 "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that..
 .. for, you wack MC's" (repeat in background to fade)
 
 Yeah, Capone-N-Noreaga
 Yeah, yo, offical Queensbridge murderers
 Mobb Deep keep it real though
 Motherfuckin AZ yo
 'Mega, 'Mega, whatever
 Scarlett O'Hara
 Yo, Fox Boogie
 East New York
 Gambo, Brownsville
 Wizard, Fort Rockaway
 Big Jersey
 Connecticut, D.C., Sudan
 V.A. ?? N.C., L.A.
 So on and so on...
 Big Ha, Houston Fifth Ward
 Black Ed, keep it real Moe..
 
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