hab das teil gerade eben vom nas board kopiert hab es noch nicht gelesen.also bildet euch schon mal die meung ob nas mit dem inhalt an alte zeiten anknüpfen kann
Verse 1 (Nas)
Visions of nightmares,My life's fair,but I'm still living in slight fear,of the reprucussions,on the streets of New York heat is busting,and to produce loot it's leak were lusting,I sit in rooms alone,cascading the fact the graveyard is overcrowded with tombstones,The abrasion,of reincarnation,as I stare into the eyes of chemotherapy patients,the deception of resurrection,has me asking the question,of when will evil decay,from now on I urge people to pray,and if we fight the sequel's erased,may I plead my case,through my decieving face,the notion,is that we're in need of a modern day Moses,to instill the earth with the peace of May roses,Yo the streets deprived my mentors,and that forced me to live life as a 5 percenter,scavengers,of the highest caliber,seek the menaces,and reap the benefits,on the streets premises,the terrorist,has Ny in need of therapist,attack so spontaneous they couldn't even prepare the rich,World full of cult figures,who sclupt scriptures,to annull nikkas,September 11 tragedy a sign of the times,my thoughts intertwine,divine in my mind,too many lifes extorted,take caution,too many pre-marital abortions,I try to keep my brain sane,But it's hard to maintain,on that fateful day many were left slain,when death came,Some sh!t signifies a change back to old ways,these are the last disheartened cold days,laying in a rocking chair hoping to die of old age,through alot of my years inside arose rage,In my life's book my man's been gone for a decade,so I start a new chapter and flip to the next page,I walk around with tainted blood,drinking shooting in the air wasting slugs,for our fate,we have to reincarnate the love,
Hook 4X scratched(Dwelling in the rotten apple)Nas
(I was in a New York State of Mind)Rakim
(Muslim vs Christians)Nas
(Politics vs religion)Nas
(Rakim)
From the streets I emerged and everything that occured means it was written,that life bidders would feel safe and content with prison,In my brain spirits arisen,I try avoiding the atheist,I've been poisoned and my fate is bliss,We got the one of the highest AIDS rate's,how did we create,the conveyed hate,Too much evolution deducts from tradition,living happily is hard even by my son's admission,Maybe it was meant to be,to languish in perpetual misery,stress and anti-depressants fulfill my medical history,Prophecies made legendary,my philosphy is to live on heaven's praire,was the bombings really necessary,5,000 and counting,many grievers let the pain linger and others take counseling,Even breathing's methodical,reading the chronicles,was decieving my opticals,I have many friends here,but it's hard to remain sincere,when everyday u wake up you're living in a grim year,The darkness upon us here comes the eclipse,we're in the midst of some deep sh!t,that tragedy occured too damn soon,I guess I've been doomed,since I emerged from the womb,I was destined to become a failed fetus,unsure as hell meets us,I display poetics,thay convey prophetics,Giving knowledge that shall be used eternally,the future burns at me,Here are the facts of life,there's no telling the things we have to sacrifice,to be aware and prepare for the Anti-Christ,Nowadays fear runs the streets,here comes the beast,to slaughter peace,Maybe our brains will forever be locked in shackles,(Nas sample)("Dwelling in the rotten apple **** is a hassle)Song Ends