Uhyou know I still run with thatthat blood of a slave
Boiling in my veins
It s just hot until a nigga can t take it no more
Blood of a slaveHeart of a King
Turn my voice up
Ayothe brother is "Stillmatic"
I crawled up out of that gravewiping the dirtcleaning my shirt
They thought I ll make another "Illmatic"
But it s always forward I m moving
Never backwards stupid here s another classic
C-Notes is falling from the sky
By now the credits roll starring Nas executive poetproduceddirected by
The Kid slash Escobar
Narration describes the lives and laws tribes in the ghetto trying to survive
The feature opens with this young black child
Finger scratchcigarette burns on the sofaturning the TV down
Mary Jane girls45 s playingsoft in the background
Food from C-Town s mornings was hash browns
Stepped over dope fiendswalking out the doorall of us paw
I learned the difference between the snitchesthe real onesand who s soft
And the murderoushungriest crews
People jumping from roofsshotguns pumping made it through my youth
Walking very thin linesages seven and nine
That s the age I was on my album coverthis is the rebirth
I know the streets thirst water like Moses
Walking through the hot desert searching to be free
This is my end and my new beginning Nostalgia
Out for the in a mega placesit s like a glitch in the matrix
I seen it at alldid it allmost of y all been pop for a minute
Spitterssinners and the game get rid of y all
Y all got there but y all didn t get it allI want my style back
Hate to cease y all plan it s the rap reaper man
To them double up hustlersbiddersniggaz who real
Professionalsstick up childs dreaming for meals
Let my words guide youget inside you
From crypts to pirals this is survival
Blood of a SlaveHeart of a King
Blood of a SlaveHeart of a King
Uhuh Blood of a SlaveHeart of a King
Uhyea
HuhBraveheart

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