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Nas - Money Over Bullshit - текст песни, видео

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Nas - Money Over Bullshit - текст песни, видео

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[Verse 1: Nas] 
My niggaz got scarred grills 
Skully hats and gats be fullys 
Brrrat, cars peel, the East Coast cartel 
Rats get their tails snapped and trapped 
The snitches in the streets and the snitches who rap 
Pure euphoria, a dose of death to all of ya 
Coroner choruses sung from The Bridge to Astoria 
Dreams of fallin' in the elevator, passin' floors 
Suddenly stop, the doors open up to a brick wall 
I can smell the haters, wishful thinkers, bad luck prayers 
Picture your tarot cards and bodyguards gettin' sprayed up 
Sabotagin' my makeup, my watches get laced up 
Even if they indicted Jacob 
Forensics, Paramedics carry cowards off 
Defibrillators shock to your chest, try to cough 
They die and hit Hell from an iron 
I'm flyin', wire or cell, I'm paid from this shit 
Got bitches high as hell, and they fuckin' like AIDS don't exist 
They get sent to your hotel, a maid and shit 
Put a barrel in a capo mouth, 'til his scalp come out 
You a kid, you don't live what you rap about 
King poetic, too many haters to count 
Too much paper to count, QB BITCH! 

[Hook: Nas] 
Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn 
(Money Over Bullshit), pistols over brawn 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 

(My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of, ha-ha) 

Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn 
(Money Over Bullshit), pistols over brawn 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 

[Verse 2: Nas] 
Got seven candles lit, black wallpaper, black carpet 
Thinkin' about which nigga to target 
You kill a nigga today, he lives forever 
So I plotted out smarter, there'll be no Martyrs 
Black Tec on the table, Mag .44 
Black negligee on my bitch, she's at the door 
Black fish eggs, nigga, that's the caviar 
You niggaz fish-made, y'all niggaz is fifth grade 
Niggaz, it's fifty ways to disect the General 
If I give ya the top five, you will not survive 
Rule 1: cocksucker, keep my name from your tongue 
Rule 2: thought ya knew don't fuck with God's Son 
Rule 3: see, matter fact, I just wait 
If y'all reach top five, then I'ma eat y'all alive 
Each one of you guys that claim Hip-Hop is still alive 
Like y'all ain't in agreement wit Nas 
That shit is dead motha'fucka, it's dead bitch 

[Hook: Nas] 
Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn 
(Money Over Bullshit), pistols over brawn 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 

(My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of, ha-ha) 

Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn 
(Money Over Bullshit), pistols over brawn 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 

[Verse 3: Nas] 
From crack pushers to Lac' pushers and ambushers 
And morticians to fortresses, case-dismisses 
Laced in riches, cake ridiculous 
From nickel and dimin; to trickin; them diamonds 
Vegas, places in Switzerland 
From non-blastin; to auto, I don't have to blast mine 
They blast mine, black nine, you flatline 
My cash climb, buy rare art 
Antique pieces, Mona Lisa's, own no leases 
Five-star restaurant eaters; don't forget who your peeps is 
'Sposed to dine with you, sip that good wine with you 
Only if they grind with you - or slang for ya 
Seen niggaz live, laugh, party, and die in that very same corner 
Pretty girls glance at us, status unconceivable 
Private planes landed out in Teterboro, weed I twirl 
Once even gave me a phobia 
That I be in a spot trapped like Madame Zenobia's 
With this kid eyein' my Rolly, y'all 

[Hook: Nas] 
Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn 
(Money Over Bullshit), pistols over brawn 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 

(My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of, ha-ha) 

Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn 
(Money Over Bullshit), pistols over brawn 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength 

[Outro: Nas] 
There it is, QB bitch, yea, QB bitch, yea, yea, QB bitch
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