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Nas - Rare

Rare
Nas
03:27
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Yo, I'm in rare form,
Niggas speak down on my name like I wasn't there for 'em,
Talk about back in the days, this isn't back in the days,
They want me back in my ways, chipped tooth and the fade.
Uh, musically I'm on Mars,
Walkin' all over the beat, puttin' my feet on the stars,
I rock it like Lenny, thinkin' like Jimi the first time he seen a guitar,
Standin' in front of where they shot Ahmaud and said, "We gotta know who we are."
Uh, I'm in rare form,
Wearin' rare Jordans straight from Air Jordan, this a fair warning,
Too many young gods beef over nothing,
When you get money, you know that it's comin',
Sayin' they homies, but they ain't a hunnid,
We the most hunted, uh!
I got my Mets hat on to the back,
Y'all already know where we goin' with the stats,
Hall of fame only, kings and queens only,
They all be grabbin' my style but you know they can't hold me.
Yeah, I'm in rare form,
Y'all still on the ground, you know I've been airborne,
Studyin' Big, studyin' Nietzsche,
You gotta call in a chopper to reach me,
Homie, I don't need a jeweler to freeze me,
Ice in my veins, I make it look easy.
Mentally, I'm in Queens,
More money more problems, you gotta be ready for all that it brings,
Let 'em say what they say, revenge on my plate, I'm lovin' the taste,
They see you shinin', emotions get hard to contain,
They just not evolvin' the same.
Me and HB is too rare,
I'm movin' all through the snares, sound on billionaire,
Ain't nothing changed, I'm flippin' the page,
I'm Prince on the stage, SLAVE on his face,
You know what they say, KD the wave,
I'm stayin' rare for all of my days,
I'm stayin' rare for all of my days.

Levels of Tarantino,
Curbin' my ego, even though he know,
Empty glass of Pinot, cigars and casinos,
What they especially praise is the ethos.
Stacks on blackjack, movin' my chips,
No superstition to make me get rich,
I'm with this chick, just one I brought today,
In between placin' my bets, we shopped at Cartier,
Rose gold, I copped her a set.
Runway, hopped in the jet, flight attendant poppin' Moët,
I said, "I need that Dom", off of respect,
We havin' conversations, niggas show me property then,
I call my nigga and I told him, "Yo, I gotta be there!"
Salmon shish kebab, in a misty fog rollin' sticky log,
Big dawg affair, no kids involved,
Roundtable havin' war council,
Press one button, it'll change the world around you.
Too rare, nothing to see here, Cuban over my streetwear,
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you, just to be fair,
It's okay to keep the mystique, I learned that in the street,
On me, solo or deep, I'm puttin' on for the G's.

(Hit-Boy)
We been doin' gangsta shit for a long time,
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine,
I'm my own cosign, she textin' the old line,
You keep starin' at the glow, bitch, don't go blind.
Braveheart energy, fuck all of the enemies,
XO Hennessy, it's not on me, it's in me,
I'm not here to be friendly, they ain't even contendin',
Comprende?
We've been doin' gangsta shit for a long time,
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine,
I'm my own cosign, she textin' the old line,
Comprende?
It's up, Hit-Boy you on some other shit,
We on some other shit, comprende?
Yeah!

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