Yeah, we ain´t gon´ never die, I´m We ain´t gon´ never die, I´m an icon in real time Why´d I wait this long to let y´all in my ill mind?
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We ain´t gon never die, icons in real time Why did I wait this long to let y´all in my ill mind? I think the hate was strong, so I went to a chill vibe Could never say goodbye, I let my skill cry Let my soul bleed, inside a Rolls, wearing rosaries Homie, I love the new NY ´cause I´m the new NY And the old NY at the same time (Same time) I always hit the last shot when it´s game time (Game time) The Jordan, Kobe, ´Bron talk, take a long walk
You might start to understand what I´m puttin´ on for (On for) I left more flows in Pro Tools sessions Than you ever thought of with old school methods But what you´re hearin´ is the present day Over breaks and samples of New York, NWA The brand new Brand Nubians, N-A-S and Wayne Don´t threaten me with a good time, we here to stay Nasty, they don´t make ´em like me Mask up, all black like I´m Pooh Shiesty, truth too I´m like Detroit Red in a zoot suit, loose screws Any great challenges, I find a loop through Loopholes, why they treat me so bad, Club Nouveau, damn The times we livin´ in is crucial This my Tom Cruise flow, top gun, they too slow
Computers ain´t fast enough to keep up with Nasty ´cause
We ain´t gon´ never die Ha-ha-ha Ah We ain´t gon´ never die, we ain´t gon´ We ain´t gon´ never die We ain´t gon´ never die, icons in real time Icons in real time, we ain´t gon´ never die
Uh, icons, steppin´ on pythons Spittin´ that cayenne, eat ya like Zion, peakin´ at the skyline Reachin´ for the stars like I´m reachin´ for the pylon
I seent ya on the sideline, we need to walk a fine line We need to read the guidelines, instead of readin´ the timelines Where everybody like lyin´, nobody flow like mine I´m sonnin´ these niggas, got me coachin´ niggas like Prime Tongue, I never bite mine, got dough like Taekwon´ To spend all this money, I´ma have to spend a lifetime You broke, can´t even buy time, should throw niggas a lifeline You know money on my mind, and I be on your wife mind I hit her with the pipe bomb, then pass her down the pipeline But actually, we quite fine
Diamonds on me sparklin´ and splashin´ like some white wine They love me in the night time, they hate me when the light shine Shots, I got a hundred, and problems, I got ninety-nine Bugatti Veyron, take off with no flight time Bad bitch on the passenger side, she don´t even like flyin´ Booty soft as nylon, you niggas small as micron I got a Black nina that get nasty as a white blonde Low credit, high crime, open mind, tight rhymes When they hear my lines, these rappers gotta catch up like Heinz Weezy and my slime Nas, ain´t nobody like ours Like bygones, gotta let icons be icons, hi moms (Hi moms)