Fast Life (Norfside Mix)

[00:00.44] The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation
[00:09.57] Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
[00:17.11] We gotta set our own market, and enforce it
[00:20.26] Verse One: Kool G Rap
[00:20.58] Champagne wishes of caviar dreams? a penis didn't cream?
[00:23.96] With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
[00:26.25] Livin the live of rowdy packin fifty cali's
[00:28.93] Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley
[00:31.34] Up in casinos just me and my dino primo
[00:33.71] Pushin beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly latinos
[00:36.59] Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad
[00:39.34] We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the Queens half
[00:42.09] Three major players gettin papers by the layers
[00:44.53] And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus
[00:46.58] Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits
[00:49.91] Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
[00:52.36] Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
[00:55.05] that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
[00:57.66] Da leaders, lookin straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's
[01:00.02] You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army
[01:02.95] The celo rollers money folders sippin bola holdin mad payola
[01:06.83] Slangin a Coke without the Cola
[01:08.12] Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one
[01:10.44] It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son
[01:12.90] Chorus
[01:13.31] Livin the fast life, in fast cars
[01:15.82] Everywhere we go, people know who we are
[01:18.03] A team from out of Queens with the american dream
[01:20.53] So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream
[01:23.19] (repeat 2X)
[01:34.68] Verse Two: Nas Escobar
[01:35.37] Yo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees, considerably
[01:37.25] Mid-state and Green it seems, is where all my niggaz be
[01:39.90] The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores
[01:42.33] A perpendicular, angle of the clout war
[01:45.04] Police searchin up my Lex over who's petrol
[01:47.56] My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though
[01:50.39] But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed
[01:52.78] The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin with scuffed Nike's
[01:55.70] Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs
[01:58.19] These years I got they names in my swears
[02:00.36] Poppin Cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style
[02:04.04] Rockin Steele sweaters, Wallaby down
[02:06.19] Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs
[02:08.79] The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic
[02:11.33] Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance
[02:13.90] Guzzlin Guinness shootin catchin cases concurrent
[02:16.56] It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
[02:20.00] We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys
[02:22.07] The luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
[02:24.80] Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal
[02:27.15] *singer* Brother you've got to make it happen
[02:31.20] Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get this money, yeahhh
[02:37.31] Brother you've got to make it happen
[02:42.09] When you're living in the fast life, heyy yeah yeah
[02:47.01] Verse Three: G Rap, Nas
[02:47.92] [Rap] Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a blizzard
[02:50.70] [Nas] It's choir attire standin on ground with one pivot
[02:53.43] [Rap] Two players rockin silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers
[02:56.05] [Nas] Lands with namebrand seats reclinin like in spaceships
[02:58.80] [Rap] Bodies on ice
[02:59.42] [Nas] Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice
[03:01.42] [Rap] Gamblin Grants
[03:02.25] [Nas] Handlin stamps
[03:03.22] [duo] Moves are sheist
[03:04.16] [Nas] My bankrolls, got the cops comin in plain clothes
[03:06.60] [Rap] Tryin to arraign again cause of our fame that's how the game goes
[03:09.49] [Nas] True
[03:09.95] [Rap] Right out the slammer with the fame and glamour
[03:11.58] Cookin up grams with Arm & Hammer supplyin scramblers in Alabama
[03:14.69] [Nas] Rub out faces and leave no traces
[03:16.65] My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races
[03:20.04] Servin us Dom P my cliquo
[03:21.94] Dimes with magnifico, puttin in cut inside? perico?
[03:25.34] Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes
[03:27.94] in Carribean suites, deep, rippin beats with flows
[03:30.78] [Rap] Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, without some socks
[03:32.94] sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat docks with glocks
[03:35.51] and got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills
[03:38.27] Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield
[03:41.12] [Nas] Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things
[03:43.32] Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings
[03:46.04] Chorus
[04:36.26] *singer does same part again with variations to fade, mostly "I" for "you*
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