Nas - Mo Money, Mo Murder, Mo Homicide lyrics
[Intro] "We bigger than the Jews, bigger than the Irish You can run the whole f**ing country! You could be the next John D. Rockerfeller "Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a sh** But the bigger we get The more we're taking from other people" [Verse 1: Nas] Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery That was lightning and rain drops I'm tied up in the basement c**aine spot Like Bangkok, I'm blindfold Vietnam type mind control, this torture His accent sounds like the rarest culture Asking me, my atrophy stabbing me gradually Says his attribute was satanic, masonic, ironic I felt reminded of my fast life ventures and winters Blind until the flashlight enters [Verse 2: AZ] Yo, dunn, before the sun set, call connect get all the TEC's I'm vexed, this n***a sold for s** Lost respect, let's off his neck My caliber got me thinking on a higher algebra See, me, I'm just as foul as ya But you ain't got no style in ya I'm into bigger cheddar, G's and better Armarett-ah's, Armani sweaters Plus these crabs could never dead us [Hook: AZ x2] Mo' money, mo' murder, mo' homicide You catch that body, n***a, better have that alibi You never know, it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride To them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide [Verse 3: AZ] Now government official got you sippin' Cristal in crystal You fish, you foul, so you fell and took your fam with you I'm out to get you, guaranteed every shell will hit you Plus I'm on some sh** to laying down whosoever witchu Mafiosa, the New York City, 90's ever Sosa AZ You know my culture, now my wolves is out to ghost ya [Verse 4: Nas] Scent of a rose on the graveyard for real now The stakes is up a half a mil now I tried to grab him with his shield down Four walked in, they're crazy paid up Sharp but straight up Gators from Barbados, never seen nobody play those Lay-Low is what they called him, his head baldin' Sippin' cappucino, spilled on his silk suits, was scaldin' Laugh was vulgar Canvas paintings of the Ayatollah And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture Tobacco pipe smoker; Escobar, your life is over Justify the righteous nova Bullets flew out his right shoulder Corpse leaving a foul odor The Firm Volume 1 adjourned, bring it to a closure [Hook] [Verse 5: Nas] So now you're rollin' with us Like co-defendents, no phony business So know the difference – from supreme soloists Styles ancient as Moses' scriptures It's Latin Kings, Black Kufis, and White Justice amongst us Crime invades the minds of youngsters Where it's pitch black they can't see you Godfather 3, falling for dead, in a cathedral [Verse 6: AZ] Now you're forced to listen I got the mind of a grad from Princeton Play your position, or soon you'll be lost and missin' It's far from fiction, my presence is like that of a Christian With ammunition, putting states under submission Street addiction got me tied in thorough with boroughs Still in the ghetto, but in the cut where it's mellow Incognito, on the lee-low, like Carlito ‘Cause we know, n***as don't really want us to see dough You never know, it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride To them pearly white gates, watch that suicide [Hook] [Nas] Homicide, mo' homicide Mo' suicide, mo' homicide {*music fades*} {*untitled 1:18 length song starts*} Born alone, die alone… {repeat 4X} [AZ] All alone in this wilderness Who can figure life as ill as this? My vision's blurred from guerilla's mist Gun sprays, tre's left a portion of my crew in graves n***as that would screw in ways Unknown to these dudes today Intelligence kept us all away from state evidence ‘Cause it's evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with coldness Born to uphold this 'til I'm left dead from oldness Born alone, die alone… {repeat 6X to fade}