Nas In too Deep Lyrics:
In Too Deep

Nature: (talking)

Yo Yo Yo Son
You ever felt the funny vibe
But you're supposed to do?
When ya man's ain't ya man's
And ya friend's ain't ya friend's
ya money ain't yours anymore
niggas wanna count your money
Niggas wanna see what the fuck you got

You know what I'm sayin
sometimes I gotta just take long trips and
get away from this shit
I can't take this shit no more
This shit right here be
fucking niggas like
me up Knowhatimsayin
I been exposed to too much and too long
All my niggaz out there in
the hood and shit
That be bringing that real shit
Put your fucking Phillies in the air
Your Back Woods your White Owl
Your Dutchess and we goin
smoke and ride to
this
shit right here
This that real shit the soundtrack to the
realness right here
Niggaz in too deep knowhatimsayin
It's all real all live
nigga what what nigga

Nas:
Yo A yo A yo A yo
I think of dead homies,
Incarcerated penpals, I got the feds on me
,A constapated mental
Always rains in the ghetto there's pain in
the ghetto
Caskets, do u believe in angels or devils?
Welfare, it's dark and
there's no help here
Killer cops shooting black kids to instill
fear
But we still here not
afraid cracks is made
stacks
is made
A "g" will get you gats to spray
At my man's funeral it's like nobody cared
But when police get shot the mayor,
everybody there
Grafitti on the lobby
stairs kids with notty
hair , greedy
Soldiers fall faces painted on the walls
I was born to ball
Rings you can't afford
name a clothes line I
done worn it all
To dictate the naked soul of
Nas, henny fo' fives
Hoe's with thick thighs be
the wives of rich
guys
Never trust a bitch cuz a bitch lies
Enemys close cuz friends switch sides when
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shit gets live
I'm dealin' with a lot of
pressure, I'm in too deep
Life of a thug born and
raised in the streets

Chorus:

Nature: You want war I'mma give u war
Nas: I'm in too deep
Nature: You want peace imma give u peace
Nas: Raised in the streets
Nature: You want love imma show u love
Nas: Life of a thug
Nature: There's no love for me in these
streets
Nas: I'm in too deep
Nature: It's just hustlers in the streets
Nas: Raised in the streets

Nature:

Yo A yo
When you in too deep you
better climb out and
find out
Are you the one they
looking at, cuz when you
looking back
and show signs of fear, the drama's severe
I see scars starting off at the side of
their ear
Ending up by the jaw or
the throat, another
law broke
I try to patch it, white
kids is buying acid
Closing down spots, popping a knot
I hear the foremores use
binoculars watchin
the blocks
Calling phantom on the tape
I'm the phantom of wax
Now meet the man behind the
music, examin the
facts
I use it to my advantage do this shit
everyday
Like sneaking gats up in grade eight
Six Flags catch me getting on the popular
rides
If a nigga violate he gettin
popped on the line
Small hot ones locked in the spines
Transform, roll out, pass
it off to my man no
doubt
I keep six disguises, six shirts in the
trunk
Imagin, it gets six times
worse when I'm drunk
Prepare for death in the
first of the month
Open and rise, it's right
here in front of you
open your eyes
I can't explain it cuz it isn't normal
Is niggas loyal? I talk
about life and live it
for you, this shit is soil
Like the dirt that I walk on, you talk on
Used to have love for ya...
now it's all gone, it's
all gone

Chorus:

Nature: You want war I'mma give u war
Nas: I'm in too deep
Nature: You want peace imma give u peace
Nas: Raised in the streets
Nature: You want love imma show u love
Nas: Life of a thug
Nature: There's no love for me in these
streets
Nas: I'm in too deep
Nature: It's just hustlers in the streets
Nas: Raised in the streets
Lyrics: In too Deep, Nas [end]