Queens Get The Money-Nas

[ti:Queens Get The Money] [ar:Nas] [al:Untitled] [00:02.00]Nas - Queens Get The Money [02:04.42][00:20.00] [00:21.77]Ayo, Queens get the money [00:23.99]Ni**a is still screaming "Paper chasing" [00:25.44]But presidential candidates [00:27.12]Is planning wars with other nations [00:28.62]Over steak with masons [00:30.06]Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters [00:32.01]They daddies faceless [00:33.70]Play this by ya stomach [00:35.44]Let my words massage it and rub it [00:37.36]I’ll be his daddy if there’s nobody there to love it [00:39.19]Tell him his name Nasir [00:40.85]Tell him how he got here [00:42.35]Momma was just having fun [00:43.78]With someone above her years [00:45.08]Niggas is still hatin [00:46.47]Talking that “NaS done fell off with rhyming, [00:48.76]He rather floss with diamonds” [00:50.15]They pray “Please God, let him spit that uzi and the army linin” [00:53.31]“That shorty doowop [00:54.95]Rollin oowops in the park reclining” [00:56.76]Take 27 emcees, put them in a line and [00:59.16]They out of alignment [01:00.40]My assignment since he said +retirement+ [01:02.00]Hiding behind +8 Mile+ and +The Chronic+ [01:03.31]+Get's Rich But Dies Rhymin'+ [01:05.07]This is high science [01:06.56]Now add 23 more [01:08.42]For Queens to be more [01:09.67]I’m over they heads [01:10.73]Like a bulimic on a see-saw [01:12.20]Now that’s +50+ porch monkeys ate up at the same time [01:15.66]+Nasty NAS+DAQ [01:16.73]Ya'll gonna bow holmes [01:17.86]This is DOW +Jones+ [01:18.90]80 cal. chrome [01:19.91]Needed time alone [01:20.67]To zone [01:21.34]The +Mac+k left his +iPhone+ [01:22.79]And his nine at home [01:24.00]My queen used her milkshake to bring ya’ll to my slaughterhouses [01:26.93]I do this for the group home kids and boarding houses [01:29.71]This that ni**a sh*t that’s on the album [01:31.97]For them niggas inside the chalk linin, 40 houses [01:34.22]Bring back Arsenio, [01:35.84]Hip hop was aborted, so NaS breathes life back into the embryo [01:40.25]Let us make man in our image [01:42.33]Spit it ,I’m Huey P. and Louie V. [01:44.17]At the eulogy throwing Molotov's for Emmitt [01:46.66]You ain’t as hot as I is [01:49.00]All of these false prophets is not messiahs [01:51.80]You don’t know how high the sky is the square mileage [01:55.63]Of earth or what PI is [01:57.38]I’m the shaky hand that touched George Foreman in Zaire [02:00.49]The same hand that punched down [02:01.69]Devils that brought down the towers