Featuring R. Kelly




(Nas)




Low Profile Rap Style



Slick As New Now



Give The Crew Pounds



Every Time We Cover Them Grounds



Still Surviving But There's A Few Down



Back In The Essence



I'm Asking Questions On The Phone



With Jail Adolescence



Crying Confession The System's Supplying The Pressure



My Mind Is Guessing



Is Living And Dying A Lesson



But Not To Be Obliged With The Mirage



Of Cars Taking You Off Track



From With The Gods Focus On Hard



Laid Up Smoking Cigars



Motioning Maids To Bring Me Toast And Eggs



Kosher, Ice Chokers And Wolves To Smoke Ya



My Wisdom Culture Lives In Ultra Madness



Devoted Coach Bag Bitch



Broke The Average Nigga's Hopes To Get Mad Rich



But What's The Purpose



Only The Gods Can Watch The Earth Twist



I'm Physically Trapped Down On The Surface



With All The Crack Merchants



Snakes And Serpents



Foul Jakes The Searches



Clowns With Four Pounds This Ain't A Circus.




Chorus (R. Kelly)




Street Dreamer



Oh Mercy Mercy Me



Ain't Nothing I Got For Ya



Situations Get Heavy



Heavy, Heavy



Trying To Be A Gangster.




(Nas)




The Black Clouds Over The Hood



I'm On The Corner With The Thugs



Late Night Under The Moon



As They Assume I'm Slanging Drugs



Cause I'm Hooded Up



Thought A G A Night Wasn't Good Enough



Pushed My Luck



Yo They Had A Brother Put In Cuffs



Luckily, Made It Out Of Court Comfortably



Judge Said I Need A Job Ain't Nothing Coming Free



Could've Got A One To Three



I Try To School These Shorties Under