Date 2020-11-23
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, New Music
There’s no denying the narrative that Nas’ fourth studio album Nastradamus is widely considered to be the low point of his otherwise acclaimed career. Released on the heels of the back-to-back run that was Illmatic, It Was Written, and I Am… some might have argued that Nas was destined to stumble on the basis of pressure alone. Not only that, but the soundscape was in the process of shifting, with several New York emcees steadily experimenting with a more commercial production aesthetic.
The transition proved difficult for the acclaimed lyricist, who occasionally found himself stumbling over some downright strange production choices. Yet that’s not to say the mark was altogether missed, as an emcee of Nas’ caliber seldom strikes out without connecting at least once or twice. Unsurprisingly, one of the highlights arose on “Come Get Me,” a reunion with the legendary DJ Premier. “Revolvers spit, I’m too tough to bargain with, and you don’t want the God to pull up the cars that’s sick,” he raps. “Arms and wrists is lit up, Queensbridge Kings / Plaques, awards, applause when I do my thing.”
Nas – Come Get Me (prod. DJ Premier)
[Produced by DJ Premier]
[Intro]
And as a special treat this evening
I have asked America’s foremost young poet
To read his latest poem for us
[Scratching by DJ Premier]
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”
“Everybody watch him”
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”
“We-we-we came a long way”
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”
“Everybody watch him”
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”*
[Verse 1]
Yo..
Yo.. yo..
Power and crime, the thugs slinging powder and dimes
Twenties of D, is yo’ niggas wilder than mine?
My niggas bust nines, puff lye and stick up cowards
For they shine, you resist, then you push up flowers
I’m like Luca Brasi, Vito’s best hit-man
That’s “Godfather” shit, back seat, next lit plans
Revolvers spit, I’m too tough to bargain with
And you don’t want the God to pull up the cars that’s sick
Arms and wrists is lit up, Queensbridge Kings
Plaques, awards, applause when I do my thing
Streets is black as midnight, the concrete gray
With stains of blood and germ and piss all day
Come on the ave, get sized up, plus appraised
Duck and pray that my guns don’t bust your way
Niggas with names, living off reputation
Sometimes gotta remind you ain’t nothing changing
[Scratching by DJ Premier]
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”
“Everybody watch him”}
[Chorus]
If you ill come get me, ’cause I ain’t running
If your gun’s off the hook then we’ll both be gunning
Come get me if you real, ’cause I ain’t scared
It’s all fair in love and war and I’m well prepared
If you ill come get me, ’cause I ain’t running
If your gun’s off the hook then we’ll both be gunning
Come get me if you real, ’cause I ain’t scared
It’s all fair in love we can take it there
[Verse 2]
You don’t like me clown? Now you wanna take me down?
If I bring my face around, you gon’ do what? You butt
Your crew knew I blew up, I been shining – baseball diamonds
Dick rings for your chicklings
Niggas know what my nine pearl handle’s about
Fuck you say girlie mouth? Get it krunk like the Dirty South
And I know you see me flossed out, multi-milli-i
Hear your bitch talk about me, you give her the cold eye?
Girls dig you, imagine what she feel for me?
You make hot songs, but she know you steal from me
Who ill as me? I wild on haters in album three
Next level – I take y’all niggas to 3-D
Can’t find a nigga shook from Queens
I’ll be with the most grimy killers
(what nigga) and they all look clean
Who put bombs underneath cars, if you want beef then start
Your next stop is to the graveyard
[Chorus]
If you ill come get me, ’cause I ain’t running
If your gun’s off the hook then we’ll both be gunning
Come get me if you real, ’cause I ain’t scared
It’s all fair in love and war and I’m well prepared
If you ill come get me, ’cause I ain’t running
If your gun’s off the hook then we’ll both be gunning
Come get me if you real, ’cause I ain’t scared
It’s all fair in love we can take it there
[Verse 3]
You too feminine to kill again, jail got you soft
You talk but you scared to go back up North
Keep your face twisted, but you don’t really want nothing
Talk a bunch of shit motherfucker and stop fronting
You don’t wanna flip again, and sell drugs again
Be on the run again, catch you at the Comfort Inn
Shoot up your door, bust in on you and your whore
Put y’all in bags, clean the blood off of the floor
So play tough, I want y’all to get out of line
I got nines, every color shape and design
I sent killers every race to put one in your spine
Two in your ear, get your crew, who do I fear?
Nobody never get involved and none of ’em dying
I think like you do, roll with about two irons
Catch me flying, high in the aircraft wining
– and dining, you die, then we laugh, you bitch-ass
The rich ass, they gauze up, your stab wounds
While I’m getting head, in a Lear jet, bathroom
With all my goons, all my ice, and suitcases
Full of paper, not money it’s bank statements
The Illmatic that explains how we rock
Yachts and co-ops, we buy the hood and sell you a block
[Chorus]
If you ill come get me, ’cause I ain’t running
If your gun’s off the hook then we’ll both be gunning
Come get me if you real, ’cause I ain’t scared
It’s all fair in love and war and I’m well prepared
If you ill come get me, ’cause I ain’t running
If your gun’s off the hook then we’ll both be gunning
Come get me if you real, ’cause I ain’t scared
It’s all fair in love we can take it there
{*scratching by DJ Premier*}
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”
“Everybody watch him”
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”
“We-we-we came a long way”
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”
“Everybody watch him”
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus”*}
{*scratching by DJ Premier*}
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
“Ladies and gentlemen..”
{“Hydro Drops” weed skit follows}