X-1 - Black Dust lyrics

Official......Nas......n***as! Word up Somethin new for you [X-1] Hear to make moves, get mines automatically Emphatically, rhyme master, rapidly tragedies Guns like Butch Ca**idy, nasty like Dick Dastardly As I be gradually (distorted) like (gunshot) Glowin, blowin, flowin, goin, fast at it like Jesse Owens Make you throw in, the towel, I will Do all sorts of moves through all sports Rhymes blew all thoughts, all crews to dust, it's us Official, Nastee, the aggy still ghastly You triple S n***a, soft s**y and sa**y We crash, I break your cast, and yes, we get busy I'mma do my show, get my dough, and lick titties I'm sh**ty, I diarrehea on the globe Fire flee up on your clothes And like 'squito up on your ho In case you didn't know, I stay free flow Officially, this'll be your chance to see How ill this n***a be, go figure [Hook:] For every n***a show me love, two n***as hate me For every b**h that show me love, two b**hes tryin to take me For every n***a show me love, two n***as hate me [Fredro Starr] Yo, black dust, miraculous Head rush, hoes blush, it's only us sh**'s lush, sh** we lust, is plush, Lexus My techs bust, your guns rust, to God trust Walk the path righteous, priceless n***a you shine like ice crushed You get your sh** bust, no more to discuss n***a's jeal-e-ous, cuz b**hes feel us The wild, rebel-e-ous, hell yes n***as is whack, we pack dust Official Nas n***as back us, can't f** with us [Sonsee] Umm, my gun's wettin, like a open hydrant Got you hidin, from shots firin, from hot iron You gotta realize, your block's dyin Put skis on your knees and start sliding My clock's timin, cop tryin, to see us not shinin I'm eye blindin, hearts, hearts like a lion You're not lyin, superstar then a dine in Your insides cryin, rip your outside in [Hook] (repeats) Schemin in the back See I'm schemin in the back [Sticky Fingaz] Act like you don't know, I put you in the choke hold Rampage the logos, n***a here is loco I still get respect if I had no dough Sport Polo, always keep a low pro If it's a promo, this n***a here no show About my no low, I never drive slo-mo Faster than Go Go, if it ain't me it's so so Kick in your door, wavin the four four All you hear is shots until there ain't no more Hit you with the low blow, you can't go toe toe I rub elbow, with n***as in cell blo', and New York City hellhole Still in they jail clo' Old school n***as with Kango, and shell toe Mix hats with Hydro, and Cocoa How you gonna f** with my click if you can't f** with me solo? Checkmate, no go