The Ultimate High 12 — текст песни (Nature f Nas)

Do you see what I see...do you smoke what I smoke....

Verse 1:
When I walk up in a room niggas feel a slight breeze
stay a little while `till they feel they might freeze
never understood why they never liked me
`cause when I lock the door they turn into iceys
starin` at my feet all you see is Nikes
bet you never seen a ill pair like these
size Ten, never find me in a tight squeeze
at the airport minutes before my flight leaves
round trip tickets to who knows where
stay boardin` with never atleast a day`s warning
previous plans, they spoilin`
a dollar and a dream, the theme of NewYork state drawings
rep from Saint Johns to Wake Forest
wait for us, straight ballers
you`re hearin` it first, Nate flawless
in almost every event puttin` up points
while niggas like you stay scoreless.

Chorus 2x - (Nas and Nature)
All my niggas from the Projects light one up
to my bitches from the Projects light one up
and stay high....high...
and pass me a cup of that good shit,
we on some hood shit.

Verse 2:
It`s like hoppin` in a glass pool half full
niggas only hit the bottom when they crash through
mash fools out like they fast food
bone appetite
whether Platinum or not it ain`t no match for me
I sum niggas whole careers up
scared tough niggas, bluff niggas into thinkin` that their years up
it ain`t a game, I took since months off
then shit jumps off
mini me`s are gettin` punched in they jaw
some call this shit animal rap, me? I call it dumbin`
my nearsighted niggas saw it comin`
more stunnin`, brand new flows to toy wit`
neck flooded on some hurricane Floyd shit
back and forth to Saint Croix kid, same plan
playin` Sega Dreamcast to the plain lands, a changed Man
niggas don`t know, they never will
and if they don`t understand then they ain`t fam
simple as that...

Chorus 4x