One Love歌词

[ti:One Love]
[ar:Nas]
[al:Illmatic]
[00:01.69]Artist: Nas
[00:02.66]Album: Illmatic
[00:03.64]Song: One Love
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[00:22.35]Whattup kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid
[00:25.47]When the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib
[00:28.03]Fuck it black, no time for looking back it’s done
[00:31.11]Plus congratulations you know you got a son
[00:33.29]I heard he looks like you, why don’t your lady write you?
[00:36.13]Told her she should visit, that’s when she got hyper
[00:38.66]Flippin, talk about he acts too rough
[00:40.87]He didn’t listen he be riffin’ while I’m telling him stuff
[00:43.37]I was like yeah, shorty don’t care, she a snake too
[00:46.30]Fucking with the niggaz from that fake crew that hate you
[00:49.01]But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece?
[00:51.36]Jerome’s niece, on her way home from Jones Beach - it’s bugged
[00:54.70]Plus little Rob is selling drugs on the dime
[00:57.02]Hangin out with young thugs that all carry 9’s
[00:59.93]at night time there’s more trife than ever
[01:01.82]Whattup with Cormega, did you see ’em, are y’all together?
[01:04.34]If so then hold the fort down, represent to the fullest
[01:07.42]Say whassup to Herb, Ice and Bullet
[01:09.51]I left a half a hundred in your commissary
[01:11.71]You was my nigga when push came to shove
[01:13.41]One what? one love
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[01:35.17]Dear Born, you’ll be out soon, stay strong
[01:37.92]Out in New York the same shit is goin on
[01:40.43]the crack-heads stalking, loud-mouths is talking
[01:43.32]hold, check out the story yesterday when I was walking
[01:45.64]the nigga you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin somethin
[01:48.95]word to mother, I heard him frontin
[01:50.52]and he be pumping on your block
[01:52.20]your man gave him your glock
[01:53.68]and now they run together, what up son, whatever
[01:56.07]since I’m on the streets I’ma put it to a cease
[01:58.33]but I heard you blew a nigga with a ox for the phone piece
[02:01.21]Whylin on the Island, but now with Elmira
[02:03.54]better chill cause them niggaz will put that ass on fire
[02:06.36]Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers
[02:08.90]but maintain when you come home the corner’s ours
[02:11.39]On the reels, all these crab niggaz know the deal
[02:13.87]When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal
[02:16.55]But chill, see you on the next V-I
[02:18.96]I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks, plus sent you flicks
[02:21.82]Your brother’s buck whylin’ in four maine he wrote me
[02:24.35]he might beat his case, ’til he come home I play it low key
[02:27.32]so stay civilised, time flies
[02:29.12]though incarcerated your mind
[02:30.47]I hate it when your mum cries
[02:32.53]it kinda wants to make me murder, for real-a
[02:34.87]I’ve even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs for one love
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[02:40.82]Sometimes I sit back with a buddha sack
[02:58.02]mind’s in another world thinking how can we exist through the facts
[03:03.38]written in school text books, bibles, et cetera
[03:05.85]Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
[03:08.54]So I be ghost from my projects
[03:10.27]I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin L’s while I’m sleepin
[03:13.41]A two day stay, you may say I need the time alone
[03:16.20]to relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home
[03:18.99]You see the streets have me stressed somethin terrible
[03:21.34]Fuckin with the corners have a nigga up in Bellevue
[03:23.75]or , hit with numbers from 8 to 10
[03:26.37]a future in a maximum state pen is grim
[03:28.87]So I comes back home, nobody’s out but shorty doo-wop
[03:31.53]Rollin two phillies together in the Bridge we called ’em oowops
[03:34.16]He said, "Nas, niggaz could be bustin’ off the roof
[03:36.54]so I wear a bullet proof and pack a black tres-deuce"
[03:39.27]He inhaled so deep, shut his eyes like he was sleep
[03:41.71]Started coughing one eye peeked to watch me speak
[03:44.23]I sat back like the mack, my army suit was black
[03:46.89]We was chillin’ on these bitches where he pumped his loose cracks
[03:49.90]I took an l when he passed it, this little bastard
[03:52.46]keeps me blasted he starts talkin mad shit
[03:55.23]I had to school him, told him don’t let niggaz fool him
[03:57.36]cause when the pistol blow the ones that’s murdered be the cool one
[03:59.82]Tough luck when niggaz are struck, families fucked up
[04:02.67]Could’ve cought your man, but didn’t look when you bucked up
[04:05.09]Mistakes happen, so take heed never bust up
[04:07.62]at the crowd catch him solo, make the right man bleed
[04:10.01]Shorty’s laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
[04:12.65]Only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style
[04:15.09]Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
[04:18.06]then froze only to blow the herb smoke through my nose
[04:20.66]and told my little man that i’m a go cyprose
[04:23.11]there’s some jewels in the skull that he can sell if he chose
[04:25.59]words of wisdom from nas try to rise up above
[04:28.24]keep an eye out for jake shorty what
[04:30.43]one love