Nas — 2nd Childhood

[Intro] Yeah, hahaha When I flow for the street, who else could it be? Nas [Verse 1] Yo, explode, my thoughts were drunken from quarts of beers Was years back, before Nasir would explore a career in rap As a music dude, I mastered this Rubik's Cube Godzilla, fought Gargantua, eyes glued to the tube Was a long time ago, John Boy Ice Geronimo po-lice jumpin' out Chryslers, e-z wider paper Pops puffin' his cess, punchin' his chest like a gorilla Outside was psychos, killers Saw Divine, Goon, and Chongo, Lil' Turkey R.I.P. Tyrone, 'member no cursin' front of Ms. Vercey Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge Sisters My building was 40-16, once in the blue, hallways was clean I knew all that I'd seen had meant somethin' Learned early to fear none, little Nas was huntin' Livin' carefree laughin', got jokes on the daily Y'all actin' like some old folks, y'all don't hear me Yo, I'm in my second childhood [Chorus: scratches by DJ Premier] When I flow for the street, who else could it be? N-A-S, Nas Resurrect through the birth of my seed, Queensbridge Make everything right, get yours, nigga When I flow for the street, who else could it be? N-A-S, Nas Resurrect through the birth of my seed, Queensbridge Make everything right, get yours [Verse 2] Yo, dude is 31, livin' in his mom's crib Ex-convict, was paroled there after his long bid Cornrows in his hair, still slingin', got a crew They break his mom's furniture, watchin' Comicview Got babies by different ladies, high, smokin' L's In the same spot he stood since '85, well When his stash slow, he be crazy Say he by his moms, hit her on her payday Junior high school dropout, teachers never cared They was paid just to show up and leave, no one succeeds So he moves with his peers, different blocks, different years Sittin' on different benches like it's musical chairs All his peoples moved on in life, he's on the corners at night With young dudes, it's them he wanna be like It's sad but it's fun to him, right? He never grew up 31 and can't give his youth up, he's in his second childhood [Chorus: scratches by DJ Premier] When I flow for the street, who else could it be? N-A-S, Nas Resurrect through the birth of my seed, Queensbridge Make everything right, get yours, nigga When I flow for the street, who else could it be? N-A-S, Nas Resurrect through the birth of my seed, Queensbridge Make everything right, get yours [Verse 3] Baby girl, she's always talkin', name droppin', hangin' late Drinkin', smokin', hates her baby daddy, craves shoppin' E poppin', ecstasy takin', won't finish her education Best friend she keeps changin', stuck with limitations Lustin' men, many hotels, Fendi, Chanel With nothin' in her bank account frontin' she do well Her kid suffers, he don't get that love he deserve He the Sun, she the Earth, single mom, even worse No job, never stay workin', mad purty Shorty, they call her the brain surgeon Time flyin', she the same person Never matures, all her friends married, doin' well She's in the streets yakkety yakkin' like she was twelve Honey is twenty-seven, argues fights Selfish in her own right for life Guess she's in her second childhood [Chorus: scratches by DJ Premier] When I flow for the street, who else could it be? N-A-S, Nas Resurrect through the birth of my seed, Queensbridge Make everything right, get yours, nigga When I flow for the street, who else could it be? N-A-S, Nas Resurrect through the birth of my seed, Queensbridge Make everything right, get yours Who else could it be? N-A-S, Nas