Nas

(Feat. Keri Hilson) 

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson] 

Chain gleaming 
Switching lanes 
Two-seating 
Hate him or love him 
For the same reason (wish) 
Can't leave it 
The games needs him 
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this) 
So in God's Son we trust 
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want 
They looking for . . . a hero 
I guess that makes me . . . a hero 

[Verse 1:NaS] 

Another chapter 
of the cleanest rapper 
Distinguished gentlemen 
Crooks and castle 
on his back 
Maybach-er 
exotic lady eye-catcher 
Holla at'cha 
call me the chiropractor 
Working like Muay Thai class 
Get pers-pire out ya 
And of course 
I've been the boss 
since back when 
Rocking D Boy 
Fila, velor 
in a 190 black Benz 
Now they shut down the stores when I'm shopping 
Used to be train robbing 
face covered in stocking 
I'm him! 

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson] 

Chain gleaming 
Switching lanes 
Two-seating 
Hate him or love him 
For the same reason (wish) 
Can't leave it 
The games needs him 
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this) 
So in God's Son we trust 
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want 
They looking for . . . a hero 
I guess that makes me . . . a hero 

[Verse 2:NaS] 

Rubber-grip-holder 
reloader 
Come at me I'ma rip your soldiers 
in half 
Silverback ape, nickle-plated mag 
Young, rich, and flashy 
Young, bitch, I'm nasty 
All black clothes til ice lay on me so classy 
And every time I close my lids 
I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge 
I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain't never lived to see 
Tell them angels open the door for me 
From nine berettas and moving raw 
To chilling in wine cellars 
Sticks and humidors 
That's what I call mature 
That's what I call a g 
That's what I call a pimp 
That's what I call a gangsta 
To the fullest, shit 
I'm tryin' to make more cream 
By every step to September 14th 
that's my dream 
So I can be more clean 
as I grow yearly 
I can see things more clearly 
That's why they fear me 
Let's go! 


[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson] 

Chain gleaming 
Switching lanes 
Two-seating 
Hate him or love him 
For the same reason (wish) 
Can't leave it 
The games needs him 
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this) 
So in God's Son we trust 
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want 
They looking for . . . a hero 
I guess that makes me . . . a hero 

[Verse 3:NaS] 

It's universal apartheid 
I'm hog-tied 
the corporate side 
Blocking y'all from going to stores and buying it 
First L.A. and Doug Morris was riding wit it 
But Newsweek article startled big wigs 
They said, Nas, why is he trying it? 
My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning 
Forgetting 
Nas the only true rebel since the beginning 
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow 
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel 
They can't sing what's in their soul! 
So "Untitled" it is 
I never change nothin', but people remember this 
If NaS can't say it 
think about these talented kids 
With new ideas 
being told what they can and can't spit 
I can't sit and watch it 
So shit, I'ma drop it 
Like it or not 
You ain't gotta cop it 
I'm a hustler in the studio 
Cups of Don Julio 
No matter what the CD called 
I'm unbeatable, y'all 
Let's Go! 

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson] 

Chain gleaming 
Switching lanes 
Two-seating 
Hate him or love him 
For the same reason (wish) 
Can't leave it 
The games needs him 
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this) 
So in God's Son we trust 
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want 
They looking for . . . a hero 
I guess that makes me . . . a hero