Chorus: Nas (repeat 2X)



Some of us have angels the kingdom the power

Some of us have angels the power the glory

Some of us have demons greed and lust

Some of us have demons lust temptation



[Nas]

Now this is you dressed in all black fatigue hat ready for combat

A good nigga you don't leave tracks

A hood nigga wantin G stacks do what you gotta do to get that

You feel you need that where the jooks at?

These are your niggaz, creepin they be leavin niggaz sleep witchu

Loc' style, quiet no smile, it's the official

Sometime they grimy, speakin on they own people

They snake you if they have to, raised tattoos

Now these are your bitches, phonin lonely homey chickens

All the homies stick em, you think you own em man listen

She stab you in your sleep with a knife from out the kitchen

Put a root on you, next week they find you missin

Dead in your Expedition in the forest, fell off the cliff and

tumbled til you blew up, Feds told her and she threw up

Fake bitches, actresses, wicked witch practices

Two sides of us, negative or positive



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[Nas]

Now this is your mom, your good luck charm

Pushin you to do no wrong, prayin for you that you live long

Nobody kill my baby, but she know her baby crazy

In and out of jail, mom's screamin, "God take me!"

This is your pop, chip off the old block that made him

The man of the house, mom and pops seperatin

Spittin image of a gangster the way pop walked

the way pop talked, got older and you thanked him now

This is your hood, poor folks drugs and robberies

Turnin into the things moms wanted you not to be

Crime followin the wrong dudes who have no values

Life's cheap as the dime in the minds of those around you

This is the test, the stress, the conflict the ups and downs of

niggaz around you make threats

They tell you keep it gangster, no matter the predicament

Even though your decision won't help you benefit



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[Nas]

Now once again this is you, entertainin your desires

Bitches money and guns, aimin and you fire

Everyday is grief, if it ain't beef, it's feedin your seed

Tryin to eat? You form material needs

The weed make your brain sizzle, a pistol make it cool off

by stickin up niggaz, make them take they jewels off

His reputation is, bigger than his whole life span

He never planned to fail, he just failed to plan

What does it take to realize, Satan's alive, he whispers

And any chance he get, he can take niggaz

He comes in all shapes and sizes, his best disguise is

when he stand beside us, but God is inside us, within me

You are your worst enemy - my mom's words echo in my head

And if I let go I'm dead

He stepped at my door, the ? motivate my spirit

And now the body experience, so now I feel it

Lookin at my blessings, the bullets - that missed me coulda hit me

Them court cases coulda put me in the penitentiary

I never hate, that's just wasted energy

The past is gone, the present's a gift, so what's the mystery?

The future - and time only reveals, what fear is

False expectations, appearin real

We only human, love thy neighbor, so I was told

and I will til permanently, my eyes are closed



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