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Nature - Jamboree lyrics
Verse 1
 (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. 
 Verse 2 
 (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 me 
 But they can't see 
 From life to death 
 So know we back to where we never left the ghetto 
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 Knowing it's a man's game 
 Shorty thinks it's time to make ya plans change 
 All that running round trying to chase 
 What's already here - been there 
 It's going no where 
 Pops told me knuckle up - no fear 
 I wish some of these killings 
 They could be prevented 
 Whatever happens it was written 
 Meaning God meant it 
 But during ya life you put ya heart in it 
 Even though it seems we being targeted 
 Let that brother R hit it 
 Chorus (extended) 
 (Nas) Sort of wild, since a child 
 Hope was all we had 
 Drip the bust out past 
 Complaning the mental straining 
 How many in my crew is into gaining 
 Subtract the weak links about the chaining 
 Rise it start raining 
 Blasphemy using Nas name in vain 
 Some plain supreme being 
 Yet they lied in his name 
 I tried to learn the game 
 And the only thing I found incredible 
 Everything I tried to learn 
 See, I already knew 
 And it's embedded in my heart now 
 So I can sit back, count a stack 
 And play my part now 
 I saw my life flash in front of my eyes 
 He wore disguise 
 Put a gun to me hungry he 
 Went on to chastize 
 That's Nas ain't it 
 Made it rich from entertainment 
 Fresh wally's painted 
 As he told the kid he came with 
 My first thought was how the game flip 
 Yo perhaps it was somebody I smacked 
 Drunk in a party on yak 
 Or was I marked for a contract 
 For some foul act 
 A little while back or beyond that 
 You got me laying face flat 
 Saying my grace black 
 Woke up in a cold sweat 
 Yo, I hate that 
 My air like I lost in the battlefield 
 That's why I hit the mic with mad appeal 
 Grab ya shield and meet ya maker 
 Queens niggas die for paper 
 These the things the street dreams will take ya. 
 Chorus











