[Nas]
Uhh yea yeah yo
It goes Tick Tock this is for my ^!$$%z in the Bridge, block

Comin' through better hide your wristwatch
Because ^!$$%z well live they %#@!s pop
hey hey

Tick Tock this is for my hoes make your hips rock
Light a L baby let the Crys' pop
Get your Tick Tock from this hip hop, anyday


[Nas]
5-8 with double-X-L pen saggin blunts draggin

But never lived well, imagine, a felon on a two-way street
One way is where blood money !@%!e and homicide leap
The other street opportunity the chance to live sweet

Think positive k-nowledgement k-cypher complete
So you can be an architect design appartments and %#@!
Or you can wind up on a jail bus dirty in clip

Soon as I'm on the set I'm never on a chick I play it cool
But still ain't #~!!@ muscles get wet it's just the booze
Check my ^!$$%z, what's the gossip, what's the word

Puff some herb, all I see is ^!$$%z runnin', chin shots
All I heard, dip behind the car, see somebody on the ground
Ambulance came and got 'em they start calmin' down

Now it's back to the same old %#@!, you know, the Tarzan and Jane-o %#@!
In the jungle swingin' on vines, I saw the gat with the same old clip
Another ^!$$% layin' the hit, bloodied up, scream that I'm dyin

I be in Queens where the famous hood rats and ghetto stars are
Pimps do the shuffle at night with !@#%ty bars pah


Uhh yea yeah yo
It goes Tick Tock this is for my ^!$$%z in the Bridge, block
Comin' through better hide your wristwatch

Because ^!$$%z well live they %#@!s pop
hey hey
Tick Tock this is for my hoes make your hips rock

Light a L baby let the Crys' pop
Get your Tick Tock from this hip hop, anyday


Prodigy]
It's like this ^!$$%
It's on, toilet up for me, roll that %#@! big

While I reveal the story of a wild street kid
@@#! your seat back, relax, while I spit
The spittin' image of how I live

Well first I was hollyin' for years by them old timer clicks
I was like twelve, they was like, blood, listen
Keep your mouth closed and your eyes and your ears wide open

Gangsta, I soaked it all in, my first ammo was a one shot
Deuce deuce, had my pockets full of bullets I was real loose
Thug parties out in wave crash always got shot up

Thug parties out in Queensbridge always got shot up
No wonder we bugged out it gets so frantic
^!$$%z aim on the fight, we cut yo melon

Drinkin' that old english red bull and blue bull
Mean I draggin' with that cheap %#@! $#&@ it we was broke
Little badass, my ^!$$% Rap sat me down, like this

He said: P you gon' wind up dead
You and Hav' real good with that music %#@!
You need to stick to it, dunn, get your mind of the street

And it stuck in the back of my head, though
I still did my little bit of menacin'
Ain't nothing in bringin' out some broad daylight

Like these things really happen ^!$$%z get cut up
I put it in my rappin'
It's non fiction it's the real deal fiscale

It couldn't get more graphic I'm so trail
I said it's non fiction it's the real deal fiscale
City you havin' let me touch that $$#


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