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Nas - Live Now lyrics
[Chorus] Live now niggaz, there's no promise of a second time around, put it down We'll just live now, there's no reason why you shouldn't, everything is up to you All you gotta do is just, live now, we spending Not under the ground yet, we enjoying every second yo Live now, don't forget to bro, yeah cause I promise you you'll regret it bro Picture my last days will be so grim My daughter at my bedside, respirator in me Eyes dilated, looking skinny, trying to smile, trying to say something Whole room will quiet down just to hear my last words Tears fall down my facial, why fear anything, it's now too late to I'm dreaming of a time I was silked out at the peak of my career But I always choked out, leaving mad money on the table at crazy amounts I would hit the scene for a second and bounce Admit I did live a little bit, sweet pickle dick Freaks licked on it, lips I dripped on it Sex, I dropped pearl necklaces on necks and tits Traveled half the world, wish I traveled the rest of it From QB to Mecca kid, so if you knew me You'd be proud to say I left you with enough memories to resurrect me with So live now nigga [Chorus] [Scarlett] It's been a long time since you came through to see ya sis You know I love you, I've been a fan since Genesis Gotta respect you 'cause you never tied to smash Since we met a while back, and your style was mack Now I see that you a man after all you been through A stand-up dude, held me down after Sekou Need more brothers like you in the hood, would have wifed you if I could But the white cells in my blood were no good Said I had it ten years, but I was just a carrier I thought, "Me a victim?", could never be my character It's ill Se' passed the way he did, didn't know how to tell him Just happy it didn't get in our kid But all the things I did was the flyest, experiences were priceless Remember days of diamond cuts Nugget rings, clubs in Queens, Jetta cars Used to love them things, Barbados, Belize I stayed over seas, shopping sprees, credit cards Pockets of Gs, left the hood, phattest cribs To platinum from silver, came back, bitches calling me the black Liz Taylor Imagine that, Rob me? My nigga would kill ya, they knew the rules All the planes I flew, niggaz I ran through Lot of unprotected sex, don't know where it came from Grimy niggaz, rich niggaz, damn it ain't a game son From the Cayman Islands to the Virgin Islands Gucci suitcases (coughs), a chic did it, eff the screw faces Critics and fans, they need to get a life You doin' the right thing, settle down, get a wife now I grew with you so you know you make me proud And most of all you gotta live now [Chorus: Scarlett] Live now nigga ain't no promise of a second time around, put it down, would you We'll just live now, there's no reason why you shouldn't, everything is up to you All you gotta do is just, live now, keep spending Not under the ground yet, keep enjoying every minute yo Gotta live it up to the limit yo cause I promise you you'll regret it bro [Scarlett] Son, come close, lemme talk to you I got music, put it out to the world, let 'em hear it Look out for little me, one |
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