Body In A Box

Nas

So many niggas get fucked up in the game
See, that's where they get caught out
There in that word "Game"
'Cause it's not no fuckin' game

When you hear shells coming at ya
Hot ones from a shotgun
I bet nigga runs faster
Loose a shoe to get away from a blaster
Think about that casket you don't
Wanna be in that shit
Quick to take consignment you
Taking everybody's package
Money over bitches was the law you practiced
So you act as if money was no object
Spendin' fazools
Trips for your whole projects
Epcot Center, linens for ya bitches
Rolies for your dogs
Now we in the mall, slayed by his bitches
Every day I'm reminiscing, how he was living
Having fun
'Cause any day coulda led to prison
Not for a short bid
'cause if the feds ever caught kid
It'd be like 25 years conspiracy
Another 25 for RICO
Snatching up him and his people
He had his jeep bulletproof
Silencers on the Desert Eagle
Flipping bricks in Gary, Indiana
He had it locked down from
The streets to the slammer
Only trusted two things: his
Trigger and his hammer
Used to be a bum 'til he had a six-month run
Had a lawsuit, 30 G's, the case was won
Met with Mexican Hoyé, cop boya
Bought a barbershop
Named it after seeing Sade
That's where they found his body
In a barber chair face down
Bullets in his chest
Sliced apart from the waist down
Planned to sell his shop
Stick Hoyé for everything he got
Take jewels and his pies
Fill his shoes with cement and drop
His body in the tides but Hoyé was wise
Even when he ain't around he
Got ears and eyes gotta stay a step ahead of
This game to stay alive

Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast
Get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a 9 to 5, gotta drive a 5
Now that I got it
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast
Get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a 9 to 5, gotta drive a 5
Now that I got it
The hardest thing to do is stay alive

Cokehead Sandra, she grew in Gowanus
Her man was large and Sandra
Was his baby mama stayed in drama
Fighting with hood rats that he was fucking
No job all day, she did nothing
They son was 7-years-old
She really was a wifey
First should she would transport blow
Overnight for a G
He paid up front, they laid up once
She got pregnant, she wouldn't dead it
She had a boy
Named her son Infinite after his
Father who did dirt
She didn't know disaster would follow
Capsules and bottles of crack in
The back of his Mazda
He let her drive while he
Drove the burgundy 5
He often talk about how he
Wants to murder these guys
From off of Bergen Street
Had mad work in the street
Lifestyle, richest nigga
Far from how he used to be
Never thought he'd rock diamonds never
Took weakness for kindness
That's how he gradually grew
Did a favor for a favor now
The nigga in with the crew
And now he live major
House in Dix Hills next to Brooke Shields
With the cook and the maid, shit was real
Saved his first bills made in his bodega
"Good luck
Player" sign on the paper taped in the window
Escaped from a would-be kidnap, and slept
Thought niggas feared his rep 'til he got wet
Woulda had the world in his hands
His girl did a scam the owner's rich
Is boning niggas to get rid of her man
Welcome to the game, baby

Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast
Get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a 9 to 5, gotta drive a 5
Now that I got it
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast
Get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a 9 to 5, gotta drive a 5
Now that I got it
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive

Curiosidades sobre a música Body In A Box de Nas

Quando a música “Body In A Box” foi lançada por Nas?
A música Body In A Box foi lançada em 2017, no álbum “In My Ghetto”.

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