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Nas - Affirmative Action Lyrics * translation of NTM's verses follows at the end of these lyrics [Nas] Yeah, Affirmative action, with my crew, NTM This is Nas Escobar [Kool Shen] International remix Check the lyrics [NTM] Chacun sa Mafia ,Chacun sa mille-fa Mmh, baby, come wicked nigger [AZ] You sit back relax catching contacts Sip your cognac And let's all wash this money Through this laundry mat Sneak attack A new cat is back worth top dollar In fact touch mines and i'll react Like a rock wilder Who pull the late We play for high stakes at gun point Catch'em and break undress'em tie'em With tape no escape The Corleone Fettucini Capone Roam in your own zone Get kidnapped and clapped in your dome We go it sewn The firm art of war is unknown Lower your tone face it Homicide cases get blown Aristocrats politician daily with diplomats see me I'm an official mack Lex coup triple black [Kool Shen] Pas de Don Corleone dans mon quartier Mais si tu deconnes jusqu'au bout faudra jouer les bonnes Mais y a plus de place pour les reves Ici quand on s'eleve les rageurs te jettent l'oeil Meme les Anges te crevent Sache que l'union fait la force mais que la mis鑢e la divise Et qu'en periode de crise chacun mise sur son biz Chacun sa Mafia , chacun sa mille-fa Meme l'etat fonctionne comme ça Que d'la couille mal deguisee en secrets d'etats Chorus [Foxy Brown] The Firm, baby [NTM] Chacun sa Mafia , chacun sa mille-fa Aujourd'hui ça se passe comme ça [Foxy Brown] The Firm, baby [NTM] Chacun sa Mafia [Nas] Nas with NTM yo the Firm connect [Nas] Yo my mind is seeing through your design Like blind fury I shine jewelry sippin' on crusted grapes We lust papes And push cakes Inside the casket at just's wake It's sickening he just finish bidding upstate And now the project Is talking that somebody gotta die shit It's logic As long as it's nobody that's in my clique My man smoke Know how to expand coke And Mr coffee Feds cost me 2 mil to get the system off me Life's a bitch But god forbid the bitch divorce me I be flooded with ice or hell fire kid scorch me Cuban cigars Meetin' foxy at the mars Movin' cars Your top poppy Sr Escobar Pour tous les flics, je balance avec mes tripes J'applique Et nous afflige, cherche pas, y'a meme plus rien qui nous implique Meme la vie nous tient a bout de bras On oeuvre dans l'ombre Ayant conscience de notre force La force du nombre C'est comme ça qu'on priesur la putain de societe parallele, On a le vent dans le dos pret a voler de nos propres ailes Chez moi y'a pas de trou , pas... Non y'a pas de place pour tout ça Dans mon quartier mon gars J'ai vue que des gosses qui se bousillent en bas Chorus (2x) [Joey Starr] Seine-Saint-Denis Style [Foxy Brown] (this verse was removed in the radio/video edit) In a black camaro Firm deep all my niggas hail the black esparo Wallabees be the apparel Through the darkest tunnels I got visions of multimillions in the biggest bundle In the lex pushed by my nigga Jungle He money bags got moet shan dor Bundle In 62 They ain't got a clue what we about to do My whole team we shittin' hard like czar Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar I keep a fat marquis piece Laced in all the illest snake skin Armani sweaters carolina herarra Be the firm baby, from BK to the bridge My nigga wiz operation firm biz so what the deal is So let's see, if we flip this other key Then that's more for me Mad coke and mad leak Plus a five hundred Cut in half is two-fifty Now triple that times 3 We got three-quarters of another key The Firm baby, volume one uh! [NTM] Seine-Saint-Denis Style (3x) Supreme NTM Nas dans la place Seine-Saint-Denis Style ... (fading out) --- * this section is a translation of the French verses in the song * --- [Kool Shen] No Don Corleone in my area But if you fuck up you'll have to do dirt But there's no time for dreamin' here when you go up, jealous people come even angels want you dead know unity is power but wisery divides and in time of crisis, everybody watch its own business Every man to his Mafia, every man to his family Even the government is working like this only scheming hidden as state secret [Joey Starr] for all my peeps, I finger him I act it affects us, don't look, we're not implicated in anything anymore We act in the shadow Being aware of our power the fact that we are numerous That's how we live in this fuckin' parallel society We got the wind in our back ready to fly with our own wings here is no hole, no... No time for all this In my area man I only saw children killing themselves downstair Nas - Affirmative Action Lyrics Verse One: Foxy Brown Check it, uhh Protect this, nigga for the necklace I throw the death wish , the pretty slim sex shit The rep this, remember Fox said this We on some next shit, we are blessed this The scares on our backs mean we met this The lie for them, for 25 sentence To keep my eyes on 'em, I straight knowin' when the light shine on 'em Shitty drugs and drama, oppposite three pretty thugs and a don momma Fillin' the rest, the steel in they chest And Boogs threw the kiss of death, it was over And we laid out, chill I was open off the way he ate out It was real, for real I was fuckin' wit' mills and he was frag-ile We wowin', the brown stallion Stay stylin', on the low foulin' The whole Firm woulin', we lucked it I know the trick bitch he fuck with, on some duct shit Heard through the grade that she sucked it, Firm Sos and Esco Mad loco, Fox and Mega for whatever and through this chedda We gon' stay family, till we fry though The fam will never split even if one of us die though Along with our get go's, we gon' blaze til it brick-o's Peep the na na, sweet taboo The Firm tattoo on the tha tha, now tell me what crew Hold it down like we do da da Verse Two: Az the Vizuiliza Till the death of this, murderous moves persue effortless Ice neckalce, high priced dressed executives Peep the grammer, flim built strong stamina Forty-four nickel plate long with the silencer Play for keeps in shut eye you stay sleep shit Remain deep and shells thrown at ya veins jeeps Guliani suite got all the kings goin' up for creek Devil like biz now, who left his twirl in the streets No intelligence, stritcly slow niggaz minds with negligance It's evident, Feds mess up paid ya residents We all for livin', heavyweight Firm division Mine, I check mine eatin' Swines is my religion You know the steeze, take aim, cock and squeeze It's the prophecies, got the philosciphies Socrates Next up Verse Three: Cormega Yo I believe that's me (yo Mega represent for the family) Aye yo, the Feds fot me in the top ten, cuz when my door got knocked in A four four man's hoped in, my sinister mind Shines like a Dilinger, Mega exhaulted Babyface crime emperor Yo life is based on cultures and creeds, and peep the way drugs feed a thug nigga seeds, I've seen niggaz tied up Handcuffed and tied up, coke prices rise when drugs supply driver The Millenium drives up, rims and my blinds ya eyes temporarily Nas and Mega be heavily armed for felony, Sean you could never see The next fat cat of NYC, It Was Written like ghetto life heirogriphics Livin' since my real niggaz bailed me out of prision, a lot of scams Cause the narcotics beamin', Queens had marked dollars And the knowledge of thieves, my dream is the legacy Of my penetentary, fake thugs couldn't even take gloves to burry me Verse Four: Nas Escobar To all theroughbreds takin' the corners, ya'll need to join us Firm most powerful nation of rap performers, high class generals Confidence, payin' lawyers Swift as Oscar De La Hoya, green berett warriors Fakes I keep them like the J. Kennedy tape, in the new with two Bustin' all in they face, I'm never worried cause your see through My man built the Sugar Hill from sweet tooth, we all eat Cause we I speak truth, uneducated black youth Street diploma, teach Greeks and Romans but the legacy was stollen It's a Firm thing, generally green I wrote the theme On how to sell a million while ya cats are mad at ya promotion team I roll with the nice as Fox, black ices pushin' whips without a license Yeah, tight as five strokes, Nas got 19 wifies Seven sheisty, nine of them Piceses Three white meats under tight cheese, willin' Big links is heavy like bricks, used to want a pitbull While feedin' them raw steak, it's core take More cake, I take the time off the so-called king of the town And lock it down Nas - Affirmative Action Lyrics Intro: AZ This is what... this what they want huh? This is what it's all about.. What? Time to take Affirmative Action son They just don't understand, youknowImean? Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man Yknahmean? Niggaz don't understand the four devils: Lust.. Envy.. Hate.. Jealousy Wicked niggaz man [AZ the Visualiza] Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape The Corleone, fettucini Capone Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown Aristocrats, politickin daily with diplomats See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black [Cormega] Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies Yo my people from Medina they will see you when you re-up on your heater all your cream go betweeen us Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team Corleone be turnin niggaz to fiends U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it [Nas] Yo, my mind is seein through your design like blind fury I shine jewelry sippin on crushed grapes, we lust papes and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake It's sickenin, he just finished biddin upstate And now the projects, is talkin that somebody gotta die shit It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me "Life's a Bitch," but God-forbid the bitch divorce me I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me Cuban cigars meetin Foxy at Demars Movin cars, your top papi Senor Escobar [Foxy Brown] In the black Camaro Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow Wallabee's be the apparel Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multimillions in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle He money bags got Moet, (Sean Don) Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do My whole team we shittin hard like Czar Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin Armani sweaters Carolina Hebrera Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is I keep a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies Sittin on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh! We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke Raw though, an ounce mixed wit leak that's pure though Flippin the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar Was mad dripper, he had a fuckin villa in Manilla We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringin through So let's see, if we flip this other key Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key The Firm baby, volume one uhh.. |
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