How does it feel, how does it feel? Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone To be on your own, with no direction home Once upon a time you dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People call say 'beware doll, you're bound

Hey baby, ooh-hoo My love is callin', ooh-hoo So baby, ooh-hoo Just because it's the middle of night That don't mean I won't hunt you down 'Cause up, in, deep inside It's pullin' me and I want your love You and I should be gettin' it right Ain't no sense

I grew up inna place called De La Vega Spanish Town Rocking Over Prison Oval I grew up inna a place called Ensom City Spanish Town groovy Everybody nice Hail Jah mon, Spanish Town me born Dat a weh me come from From you look inna me face you see a De La

*Nas talking* "The light is there." See I come from Mississippi I was young and runnin' wild Ended up in New York City, where I had my first child I named the boy Nasir, all the boys call him Nas I told him as a youngster, he'll be the greatest man

Don't put your lips up to my mouth and tell me you can't stay Don't slip your hand under my shirt and tell me it's okay I can't be alone with You've got me out on the edge every time you call And I know it would kill me if I fall I can't be alone with

I only call you when it's half past five I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me The only time that I'll be by your side When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah The only time I'd ever call you mine When

Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream (Come crawling faster) (Obey your master) (Your life burns faster) Obey your master Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings Blinded by me, you can't see a thing

It's gettin' better all the time I don't stop breathin' every time the phone rings My heart don't race when someone's at my door I've almost given up thinkin' you're ever gonna call I don't believe in magic anymore I just don't lie awake at night, Askin'

Call up them hoes fasho', fasho' (Fasho') Bring me some pack, fasho', fasho' (Fasho') McLaren came with the butterfly doors (Doors) I'm seventeen and I just made the Forbes (Forbes) Unlimited drip fasho' (Woo) I give your daughter some coke (Uhh) This is

And when she call me I might pick up I pull up on her, paint a picture I know you want me to be witcha But, baby I can't take no pictures She want Balmain, baby them is small things I'm balling, I might pull up when she calling No small change, walking