Nas - One On One - Sözleri

Verse one:



In the rotten apple, take a bite taste the worm

Embrace the world of reality we're faced to learn

Coke connection drug bust, graveyards where thugs rest

I keep my mug blessed, the evil is illegal substance sold

Roll mob deep, guns in the black jeep

Mac-11's and legends, cracks in the streets

Patroller, gold money-folder, gun happy soldiers

Never sober takin over, my blood is colder

Niggaz respect violence so I become it

I'm from it, I even done it blunted so run it



Yeah son, you know what this is

Take it off [come on dunn, don't even come at me like that]

[dunn, come on dunn]



Chorus:



Imagine this, no guns no knife

It's a one on one so now we gots to fight, son

Imagine this, no gun no knife

It's a one on one now we got to fight, yeah

Imagine that, no gun no knife

It's a one on one now we got to fight, yeah

Imagine this, no gun no knife

It's a one on one, son



Verse two:



Yo I'm a cream fiend, with a mean dream

Brain full of schemes, my crew's rollin fresh out the greens

Give you what you never seen, the ips on the mac-10

It's 2:10 in the a.m. in the streets of queens

Try hard and die hard

Chances of survivin the game is like tryin to feed allah lard

A walk a piece with a deadly shadow

They want to blow me with the double barrel, found no sorrow

I brawl with blanka, caught bison in a thinker

Don't make hell your new home, with the blue chrome

Mistakes want me, sauve fellow but raunchy

The soul of a cold body haunts me, I flee the country

But only to shed tears for years

Too wild for my own self, hopin help is near

Street fightin was cool but in school I brought a new tool

Toolin with the devil, a rebel, a fool



Chorus:



Imagine this no guns no knife

Just a one on one where we got to fight, yeah

Imagine this no gun no knife

Just a one on one where we got to fight, yeah

Imagine this no gun no knife

Just a one on one where we got to fight, yeah

Imagine this no gun no knife

Just a one on one, a one on one



Yeah, take it to the bridge -- queensbridge



Yo whassup money? 	[yo yo do you remember this face? ]

[yeah yeah yeah, run these, run these]

*sounds of brawl* [break you down! get broke!]

[no hands, run that, run that, run that, no hands]



Verse three:



I hear jake walkie-talkies in my sleep

Marked money I keep, play the bitches all week

I visualize coups, alligators in suits

Elevators in my mansion that rises to the roof

Sippin eighty proof, watchin juice, but hold up

I see some brothers tryin to roll up, wishin I could fold up

It's hard to see their faces in they hoodies, I better boogie

Too late, I tried to swing when they jigged me, I'm out...



Yeah yeah kid, don't front, 360 degrees, knowhati'msayin? 

That's how it comes back at you.	queensbridge, that's how we live.

South side, all that. new york, light it up, light it up.

Yo yo you saw how I snuffed that kid?  [yeah I saw that, I saw that]

You know how we steppin. that's how we do out here in the street fight!










		
			



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