Coming from the shadow of the Iceland We are Winchester Yankee "n" Nas Escobar Pablo, What'z up pa? [Nas] What'z up pa? Keep it raw for ya No doubt, P-R, Check it [Nas] Play your position, Focus on life see what you're missing Reality, The tale or the caliver 45 nickels 9, Check the calendar 9-7 deep algebra, Black flaca Ruled the world high, ??? with my ganster for single years And rap words immulate my life for years Autobiography a part of me Portraits of the ill sh*t inside of me Magnetic, Jigged up to my fatal wig Any position I am, I find a way to live Out of state, On the block, Or behind metal gate Yo this heavyweight got cheddar to make Smack your head off, Click wildling, Push thru Puerto Rock warriors, Took you thru the drama Escobaro, Pablo, Miliano, Papo take the world pronto Word to mines, Genuine, Senor Juan at your table Poison you, Mad fatal Just the way it is when you let the hood raise you Never let them hoes play you Mental, Smart, Strong and stable [Yankee] Trenta-Trenta, Me sesenta metrales letal violenta Alimente-Mental de toda mi gente completa Fundamenta es mi letra, I represent the instrumental Rapida lenta, Winchester se la inventa en lo noventa Liricas respuestas para preguntas que no contestan Como el misterio, De cuando suena la trompeta 6-6-6 "yo" sera la marca de la bestia Directo para tu frente o tu mano derecha El infierno, Sobre la tierra Socio, Que dice que en la calle tenia el jugo Para cualqiera gatillo darle Decia ???, Siempre vivira en mi vida en grande Con tanta guilladeres ahora copera con lo federales Se dejo llevar por la malda, El chico en todo momento La envidia, Gatillo, Demonios que andan suerto Tienen ojos y no miran como si tuvieran un bendaje Nadie podra serrar mis ojos espirituales Es para el gatillero que solo pienza en maltilleo Gapea un par de saco para picharle al nevuleo De momento se siente, Que lo pueden cojer dormido Tiene que estar alerta haci que le mete al perico De momento siente una persecucion enorme No lo aguanta, Corre y lo baja con la ??? Entonce empieza el problema cuando le suertan el fulete Lo patea el rifle, La misma historia al inocente Y recuerdo las palabras de quien me tuvo en su ??? Tu futuro depende de la siembra de tu sobra Cada cual es reponsable de su cosecha y la persona Que siembra el gatillo su fruto sera la muerte Espada muere, Al que tambien espada hiere Impacta y mata, Lirica intocable intacta No tengo enemigo, El unico es el Satan Canta, Cosa que no sea ??? ??? Quien es el ganster, Eres? What'z up? What'z up? What'z up? [Nas] "Yeah, Ya know the deally Ya know the deally, When the cops get peally For really, Check the drilly" "Yo" ride expeditions, Diamonds, New York finest Large gods, See the god Nas is time less Mac official, Black pistol, Rap hit you Much love to Puerto Rico, We rolling with you Winchester here to bless you 9-7 Big Nas love out to P-R And we out like that, Keep the gaps cock back "Winchester and Nas, On the rise baby P-R to Q-B, Word up" [Yankee] "P-R, N-Y-C, Winchester Yankee Para Puerto Rico, Boricua Guerrero Soy valioso como Bernie Williams en este juego "Ha, Ha, No doubt pa" "Otra, Otra, Otra.." The Second Coming" [Nas] Third grade, singin Star Spandled Banner Using proper manners, learned to handle anger Animal behavior Later on my block rockin wit my jocks on Eating Bon Ton cheese popcorn, hummin a KISS rock song Socks long to my knees Summer breeze runnin through the leaves Playin freeze tag, can I stay out, please dad? Can I hang wit my little gang out? Hearin shots rang out, heard my moms call my name out Come upstairs, run up stairs Take a bath, shit stained underwears Wipe yourself wit paper Bad little ass in my bed at 8:30 Wash my plate, ate dinner up late Gazing at the wall, prayin basketball Was my future for this young one Hooping in the sun, proud to be where I come from Later shootin guns fantasizing Fascinated by gold rope chains Looking back at my hood days but things ain't change [Chorus x2: all Nas samples] "Nasty-Nasty-Nasty Nas is a rebel to America" "Lyrical professor, keep ya under pressure" "It's like that, you know it's like that" "Nas-Nas'll catch wreck", "You got the mad fat fluid" [Nas] Bumpy Johnson style, old timers, crocodile shoes Pinky rings, bank robbers wit two's, boss of wild crews Slacks overlapsed, apple jack hats, quarter field coats Cadillacs wit white walls and chrome wheel spokes They was organizing, investing in a piece of the hood They had drugs, bettin numbers, police understood They played the Cotton Club, red carpet, hoes on they arm Plush minks, pimped out gangstas, civil rights wasn't won E'ry Christmas they was Santa Claus Nixon was the anti-christ Bitches ass was bigger than sniffin nose candy white Listenin to Malcom speak, talcum powder shaving cream Layin back, barber chair, straight razor clean Babies is born, big families started to blossom Mad people just applied for apartments and got em Used to be rules to this game of hustlers and dealers From tommy guns to mac 10's QB's new born killers (shit is changed) [Chorus x2] [Nas] Yo everytime I turn around, niggas shot, niggas stabbed Winter nights, pregnant girls strugglin to get a cab Fiends lurkin, D's searchin, pat pockets Kids quick to bed but they heads from gats poppin Queensbridge slingers hoppin out Benzes, don status Dope fiends got syringes, poppin out they arms sractchin I remember park jams Gazelles, perfect wave shell Adidas, smellin reefer way before purple haze Private stock bare, niggas wit ill walks like Mark Clare Hats tilted, wild niggas lickin shots in the air Me and Pop was there, through the years our names would switch Ain't nuttin changed but the names Nastradamus and Blizz What project is this? QB, Vernon and Tenth 12th Street, murderous pimps, hot as hell's heat What could you tell me, nigga's seen it all in this game When it's all said and done, just remember my name [Chorus x2]