Black Dust Lyrics

Black Dust lyrics

Official......Nas......niggas!
Word up
Somethin new for
you

[?]
Hear to make moves get mines automatically
(?) rhyme
master rapidly tragedies
Guns like Butch Cassidy 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 nigga, soft sexy and sassy
We crash, I break your cast, and yes, we
get busy
I'ma do my show, get my dough, and lick titties
I'm shitty, I
diarrehea on the globe
Fire flee up on your clothes
And like 'squito up
on your hoe
In case you didn't know, I stay free flow
Officially, this'll
be your chance to see how ill this nigga
be, go
figure

[Chorus:]
For every nigga show me love, two niggas hate
me
For every bitch that show me love, two bitches tryin to take me
For
every nigga show me love, two niggas hate me

[?]
Yo, black dust,
miraculous
Head rush, hoes blush, it's only us
Shit's lush, shit we lust,
is plush, Lexus
My techs bust, your guns rust, to God trust
Walk the path
righteous, priceless
Nigga you shine like ice crushed
You get your shit
bust, no more to discuss
Nigga's jeal-e-ous, cuz bitches feel us
The
wild, rebel-e-ous, hell yes
Niggas is whack, we pack dust
Official Nas
niggas back us, can't fuck with us

[?]
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, not 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

[Chorus] (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, nigga 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 nigga 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
niggas in cell blo', and New York City
hellhole
Still in they jail
clo'
Old school niggas with Kango, and shell toe
Mix hats with Hydro, and
Cocoa
How you gonna fuck with my click if you can't fuck with me
solo?
Checkmate, no go