Original Rap to Nas' Purple

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Lyrics
People want me to act like the class clown
Don't forget, no one can touch me in my hometown
I can steal anything from wherever I want
And after a big job I hide out in Vermont

A year later I come back with jewels to flaunt
The only place to rest is a restaurant
I play dumb so they call me an idiot savant and
The only person I fear is Attila the Hun

Since he's dead he can't find me
But at night I find time to rewind thee
Video of his fights I know I'll need
To train my hand skills so I won't need Godspeed

I get so paranoid of what might happen
Cause I know I can't kill him with just my rapping
I need help fighting so I call my Uncle Pete cause
I know that he'll help me become an athlete

That's what I like to do with my spare time
I set new trends with my footwear, I'm
A master of preparing massive crimes
And also not swearing in my nasty rhymes

It doesn't matter if you do but I'm just saying
That if you say fuck and bitch your just saying
Whatever the people don't want you to be saying
So in my opinion just keep saying what you're saying

If you keep spraying your rhymes you'll keep slaying
And if you keep paying them dimes they'll keep laying
In your bed and bend over like they're praying
And you'll stay together till your hair starts graying

I like banging chicks when I'm sitting in a chair
Or get em from behind so that they don't have to stare
At my fat belly that's covered in hair
Cause most of them just have a t-shirt for me to wear

And if that don't make sense to you, you don't get the point
The best way to do it is after you just smoked a joint

Actually a joint makes everything better
Except when IRS is written on a letter
You read what it says and they're calling you a debtor
You know the only way to get that much dough is to bet or

Go on to the streets and start slinging dope
If you don't there'll be no way for you to cope
With the fact that you're going down a steep slope
And you know your life is balancing on a tightrope

If you don't make it you'll end up in jail
With people that will treat you like a female
They'll give you a test to pass or fail and
The only way out is for you to blackmail

One of the guards or preferably a judge
If he's a fat judge try feeding him some fudge
And if he don't budge you need to give him a nudge

Say you got something on him, he won't believe you
If you show him proof, his eyes will never leave you
He'll deny everything and try to deceive you
Then he'll act innocent and fake being naïve too

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Nas
• Purple
• Rap
• Original

[AfroWorld95]

this made me laugh dude your lyrics are funny sall goood!

[SmileBigBaby]

Change up the rhyme scheme. The rhymes are too white boy ya dig? Fat belly part was nice, everything else was eh, the rhyme scheme hampers it. get a little swagger, little more flow and try again. either way, better than most the shit on the radio.