Nas - Daughters

[Intro]

Check it out... I call it

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah-Yea

Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this

Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this

Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this

Shit for niggas with daughters

[Verse 1]

I saw my daughter send a letter to some boy her age

Who locked up, first I regretted it then caught my rage, like

How could I not protect her from this awful phase

Never tried to hide who I was, she was taught and raised like

A princess, but while I'm on stage I can't leave her defenseless

Plus she's seen me switching women, pops was on some pimp shit

She heard stories of her daddy thuggin'

So if her husband is a gangster can't be mad, I'll love him

Never, for her I want better, homie in jail - dead that

Wait till he come home, you can see where his head's at

Niggas got game, they be tryna live

He seen your mama crib, plus I'm sure he know who your father is

Although you real, plus a honest kid

Don't think I'm slow, I know you probably had that chronic lit

You 17, I got a problem with it

She looked at me like I'm not the cleanest father figure but she rocking with it

[Hook]

Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this

Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this

Not sayin' that our sons are less important

Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this

Shit for niggas with daughters, I call this

Not sayin' that our sons are less important

[Verse 2]

This morning I got a call, nearly split my wig

This social network said "Nas go and get ya kid"

She's on Twitter, I know she ain't gon post no pic

Of herself underdressed, no inappropriate shit, right

Her mother cried when she answered

Said she don't know what got inside this child's mind, she planted

A box of condoms on her dresser then she Instagrammed it

At this point I realized I ain't the strictest parent

I'm too loose, I'm too cool with her

Shoulda drove on time to school with her

I thought I dropped enough jewels on her

Took her from private school, so she can get a balance

To public school, they too nurture teen talents

They grow fast, one day she's ya little princess

Next day she talking boy business, what is this

They say the coolest playas and foulest heart breakers in the world

God gets us back, he makes us have precious little girls

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

And I ain't tryna mess ya thing up

But I just wanna see you dream up

I finally understand

It ain't easy to raise a girl as a single man

Nah, the way mothers feel for they sons, how fathers feel for they daughters

When he date, he straight, chip off his own papa

When she date, we wait behind the door with the sawed off

Cause we think no one is good enough for our daughters

Love

Nas - The Don (Explicit)

[Intro: Super Cat]

Super Cat

New York girls Dem A mad ova wi (4x)

Nas the Don (8x)

In a new york city (4x)

[Verse 1]

Yea.. yea

Smoking a escubano, guzzle my second bottle

Hope I don’t catch a homo (homicide)

Grossing our net

Simultaneously making me climb higher, heinous crimes behind me

Search but can’t find me

Fuck sadness

Had this been you havin’ this lavish

Habitual happiness at me you wouldn’t look backwards

You would have sex on condominium roof decks

So anyone move next

I’ll hit you with two techs

Rocking Roberto Cavalli no shirt on convertible Mazy

My Columbiana mommy ridin beside me

Every tat mean something, that’s my word on my body

I’ll have to lean something wit that Mossberg shotty

My niggas is ignant, put lead in yo pigment

Just cuz y’all was mad at all the years I was getting it

In 97 the six

98 the Bentley

Now it’s the Ghost Phantom

And ya’ll can’t stand ‘em but…

[Hook]

Nas the Don (8x)

In a new york city (4x)

[Verse 2]

Army Jacket swag Army jacket green and black

Wit the square top pocket that snaps

Where the gas at?

Pass that, not you

You hold cracks in your ass crack

I never did that, my sock where my stash was at

Yo I used to listen to that red alert and rap attack

I fell in love with all that poetry I mastered that

Cuttin school with Preme team at phat cat was at

Future not crystal clear yet Baccarat

Now im the one that’s reppin Queens way beyond your wildest dreams

Bottles on bottles with sparklers surround my team

That long cash get the baddest bitches out they jeans

20 years in this game lookin 17

I don’t lean: no codeine, promethazine

I just blow green, pick which bitch to bless the king

Although he’s on to another chapter

Heavy D gave this beat to Salaam for me to rap to

Blaaaah…

[Hook]

Nas the Don (8x)

In a new york city (4x)

[Verse 3]

Yeah yeah..

New York is like an Island a big Rikers Island

The cops be out wildin, all I hear is sirens

It’s all about surviving same old two step

Tryna stay alive when

They be out robbin, I been out rhyming

Since born knowledge like prophet Muhammad

Say the ink from a scholar

Worth more than the blood of a martyr

So I’mma

Keep it on til I see billion dollars

Keep your friends close and ya enemies closer

Love model chocha mommy pop it like she suppose to

Eyes red shot like I’m never sober

Big time smoker Indonesian doja

Minis me you can hold up before you get all wet up from my soldiers

Don shit

Under fire I remain on some calm shit

This for every ghetto and the hood

Nas the Don and Supercat the Don Dotta

Understood…

[Hook]

Nas the Don (8x)

In a new york city (4x)

Common ft. Nas - Ghetto Dreams

[Hook]

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto ghetto dreams

Ghetto niggas’ dreams

Ghetto ghetto dreams

Ghetto niggas’ dreams

Ghetto dreams

Ghetto niggas’ dreams

From the hood

[Verse 1: Common]

I want a bitch that look good and cook good

Cinderella fancy, but she still look hood

Butt naked in the kitchen flipping pancakes

Plus she tricking from the dough that her man makes

We got our own handshake

Her titties ain’t fake

F-cking in the car cause we just can’t wait to get home

Early in the morn’ getting stoned

Pretty with her eyes low, runny by Bible

The type of bitch that BIG said he would die for

Is the type that I would rather stay alive for

Tatts on her back, looking all tribal

She know shoes like she know survival

Well put together, she weathers the storm

Seen her brother die so forever she’s strong

Hear Beyonce’s song and she gotta perform

Whether f-cking or fighting: we getting it on!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Common]

I don’t even say shit, she can feel it

I toss the realest, sold nails acrylic

Ass is a weapon and it’s hard to conceal it

Baby in one arm, the other is a skillet

Fried chicken, macaroni

Raised on the back of Stony

Ghetto press, she’s my apolonni like

Tony, Montana

Reminded me of mio ma or my mama

Knowing the drama like she know when to joke

Steal a nigga’s squares, not wanting me to smoke

I poke my head out of Benzes

My beats is the streets and I know who my friends is

In this love for the money, power and clothes

My ghetto housewife watch reality shows

She might get to snapping if the canvas aint closed

When the cameras snap snapping, she’s ready to pose

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Nas]

I notice all my flaws when it comes to writing rhymes

Subject matter be changing too quickly at times

So I keep it strictly ’bout dimes and stick to the story

Call me a pro in the p-ssy category

Had explicit experiences I shouldn’t mention

For me, getting women turn from sport to addiction

Powerful women playing the roles of submission

Lawyers on leashes

Congress women inflicting pain onto my game

Warned that I’m sadistic

They liked it, they diked it, devices twisted

Til I get a nice chick, to get me on some nice shit

Crib raising kids, labrador behind a white fence

But I’m still single, looking for Cleopatra

African Queen, yo look at me, I’m a bachelor

Y’all niggas in trouble, keeping girls behind closed doors

Cross your fingers, be happy I haven’t chose yours

She loves glamour bought Vera Wang sandals

Valentino bags is my etiquette

My man is half hood half class

Photographers cameras caught us out there

The spotlight, I hope she can handle

She can join me, red carpet at my next non-profit

Event having sponsored by some alcohol product

Jumping out a Bentley with some fresh red bottoms

You live the dream with me when you are just in the projects