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nas - who are you (who i am) lyrics
[intro: ron artest]
yo, nas what up? yo, nas what up?
this your boy artest
this is one track i won’t rap on, i won’t rap on
go!
[verse 1: nas]
heard you got your master’s, did college up
never looked back, now that’s what’s happening
and it’s good to see you made it out the hood
with a degree, a true man with p-ssion
now you could enter the so-called
“white man’s society” and go right past them
looking in the wall street journal for your face
but it’s always absent
there he go, that’s him eating flan and ambrosia
watch on his arm, golden, laughin’
try to get his attention
but he’s flinching, guess my grimy clothes threw him off, so i mention
we were neighbors some time ago
he was kinda cold, in this restaurant
full of his kind and more
he sighed, tried to look surprised, i know
his side of the city where he resides, so
i had to go
i heard him laugh hard at some sad black jokes
hate so-called “intellectuals”
no b-lls, he suggests we vote
he stand all proud, speaking to correct his folks
he want to lecture folks
’cause he professional and he suggest that we don’t sell dope
and i guess it’s true, but who the f-ck are you?
[chorus: david rainer]
who are you, tryna tell me who i am?
tryna tell me who i am?
who are you, tryna tell me what i’m not?
tryna tell me what i’m not
who are you, tryna tell me who i am?
tryna box me in, tryna find who i am
[verse 2: nas]
i’m idi amin, marcus garvey, h. rap brown
i’m muhammad ali, i’m reginald lewis
george washington carver, i’m nas with incredible music
let’s do it, thinking of a master plan
sipping on disaster, smoking on gangster
watching n-ggas argue, chillin’ on my barstool
with my h-ll up in harlem hat in hand
with a girl named pat, she more than a waitress
to order your drink with
she divorced a banker and bought the bar
she got an automobile, she gives an order to k!ll
you get caught and robbed
we could see your walk is off, you could lose your rhythm
when you outta the gutter for a while
you easily go to soft from hard
now we all about hustlers, number runners
hoes and sharks and we all know the code of the block
and you talking some gibberish, anti-n-gga sh-t
’cause you marched back with rosa parks
brother don’t start, go build your noah’s ark
you could float to the end of the world
and pretend what you not, but i know what you are
while i roll in my car, and i’m spending my knot
while my enemies plot, you ain’t out of the shot
matter of fact, you’re an easier target
and i respect everything you accomplished
but i hope i never get old and talk that nonsense
so who the f-ck are you?
[chorus: david rainer]
who are you, tryna tell me who i am?
tryna tell me who i am?
who are you, tryna tell me what i’m not?
tryna tell me what i’m not
who are you, tryna tell me who i am?
tryna box me in, tryna find who i am
[outro: nas]
she queen of nzinga
winnie mandela, ida b. wells
why can’t you tell?
why can’t you tell?
[hook: xin xin]
it is what is is, it ain’t what it ain’t
am what i am, able to take care all of me alone
and put that boy on hold
been a lot of duplicated
makes no difference, love or hate it
must stick to your guns
because you’re the only one
no one is going to hold you down like the way you do
and they ain’t gotta lace ’em up, and walk in your shoes
say what you say, it’s nothing
got nothing to prove
so, so who are you?
so, so who are you-u?
[chorus: david rainer, xin xin, both]
who are you? tryna tell me who i am? who i am?
tryna tell me who i am? who i am?
who are you?
who are you, tryna tell me what i’m not?
who are you? who are you?
tryna tell me what i’m not
who are you, tryna tell me who i am?
tryna box me in, tryna find who i am
who are, who are, who are you-u?
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