Nas — Rewind

[Verse] Listen up, gangstas and honeys with your hair done Pull up a chair, hon', and put it in the air, son Dog, whatever they call you, God, just listen I'll spit a story backwards, it starts at the endin' The bullet goes back in the gun The bullet holes close in this chest of a nigga, now he back to square one Screamin', "shoot don't please", I put my fifth back on my hip It's like a VCR rewindin' a hit He put his hands back on his bitch, my caravan doors open up I jumped back in the van, they closin' shut Goin' reverse, slowly prepared My nigga Jungle utters out somethin' crazy like, "Go he there" Sittin' back in his chair, we hittin' the roach The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth Jungle unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar The blunt turns back into a cigar We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans Spinnin' records backwards of AC/DC I give my niggas dap, jump out the van, back first Back upstairs, took off the black shirt I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear The voice on the phone was like, "Outside right we" So with my mouth wide, holdin' my heat Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for you 'Cause Jungle said, "Block your on enemy's the" Hung up the phone, then the phone rang I'm laid in the bed, thinkin' about this pretty young thing Who left, she came back, her clothes just fell to the rug She fell to my bed and gave me a hug I told her, "No hell," she talkin' 'bout, "Me kiss" Bobbed her head then spit a nut back in my dick Started suckin' with no hands, a whole lot of spit Then got up and put her bra back on her tits Got fully dressed and told me, "Stressed really I'm" Picked up her Gucci bag and left a nigga behind Walkin' through the door, she rang the bell twice I vomited vodka back in my glass with juice and ice The clock went back from three to two to one And that's about the time the story begun That's when I first heard the voicemail on the cell It said, "Son, we found that nigga we gotta kill" [Outro] Ayo, son, ayo, son, you hear me? You hear me? Listen, man This dude right on the block right now, man I found him, right now, I see him right now Let's kill him Yo, this Nas, leave it, peace