Lyric The Cross
[HOOK 2X: NaS]
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I d still be carried in the chariot by stampeding 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
[NaS]
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
[HOOK]
[NaS]
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
[HOOK]
[NaS] I carry the cross
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I d still be carried in the chariot by stampeding 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
[NaS]
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
[HOOK]
[NaS]
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
[HOOK]
[NaS] I carry the cross
