Live From The Bridge - Nas

Was classified as the bastard who died

Rumors say I came back alive with an axe

And attacked niggas actin' like Nas

My passion is to capitalize

Come through my hood you get jacked for your ride

Catch you from the passengers side

My words turn the sea red

Like the eyes of a weed head

Ya'll peep my led then hide like Easter eggs

I ride 'till the beef is dead, caskets dropped

Your soul go further up than astronauts

I talk it and live it

Ya'll weak dudes should offer forgiveness

Cause frontin' like you ill gets yourself torchered by killers

In Newyork I'm the realest

Predicted by fortune tellers

Sick with the talkin' methods

AK's, Berettas

My whole team is Steelers like Jerome Bettis

Ramming niggers' like Saint Louis, we're dough-getters'

And ya'll niggas is losers, nothin' fuckin' with us

Nothin' but Bravehearts gon' hustle wit' us