Hope (Acappella Version) (Acappella Version|Explicit)
Nas"Hope (Acappella Version) (Acappella Version|Explicit)" is a song by Nas, released in 2007 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:00 long and contains 105 lines and 539 words.
Lyrics
0:00Hope (ホープ) (Acappella Version|Explicit) - Nas
0:00Hip hop
0:01It will never die
0:04Hip hop
0:05Hip hop will never never die
0:10Ghetto n***a strutting with nothing
0:11But dreams in queens broke
0:13Mac 10s you can smell the pcp smoke
0:15Melle mel told it real in the music he wrote
0:18Those were the days I remember
0:20We used to be close
0:21Then I was nine coldest winter I remember
0:23Was slipping in December two feet of snow
0:25Yeah that's the east coast that black ice
0:27Symbolize the rap life it was slick and smooth
0:29I understood I had to come from the hood
0:31Doing the pee wee herman
0:33The smurf
0:33Before them phones chirped
0:34The blocks drugs flowing
0:36Didn't have your own work
0:37You had to have somebody else's
0:38A small chrome on your pelvis
0:40Starter jacket blue georgetown or green Celtic
0:43Your girl's too expensive
0:44She want shellfish
0:45Red lobster was popping
0:46Standing on that line forever
0:48I wish somebody would step
0:49On my bally leathers
0:50Now it's whatever
0:51Hip hop's forever
0:53Kept my radio on 98 or BLS
0:56Had a pre pubescent lyric gift
0:57But niggas never hear me spit
0:58My little brother tried to warn 'em
1:00I was a tornado coming
1:02He knew from inside
1:03Like the eye of a storm
1:04And told my pops about it
1:05He gave us tickets to that wild style flick
1:07Double trouble retarded we was the proudest
1:09I never had a summer job
1:11Sweeping leaves
1:12Socks to my knees
1:13Home made shorts cut off lee's
1:14I ain't work a day in my life
1:16Wiping away eraser off the paper man
1:19I'm just trying to say it right
1:20Big radio tape's slowing down
1:22Lower the lights go battery dead
1:24I got to freeze 'em 'till they're ice cold
1:26In the freezer later
1:27I'm staring at the speaker
1:28Sunk in them 808's deeper cleaning my sneakers
1:31With the bristles of a toothbrush
1:33Soap and water
1:33I let the shoestrings soak in water
1:35Water water
1:37Ain't got nothing to do it
1:38With old school
1:39No school
1:40Dirty south
1:41West coast east coast
1:43This about us
1:45This our thing
1:46No sun has came from the gut
1:48From the blood
1:49From the soul
1:51Right here man
1:52This is our thing man
1:55You know
1:56So I say what I say
1:59And I say what I say I'm mean it
2:01Y'all take it how you want to take it
2:03'Cause if you asking
2:05Why is hip hop dead
2:06It's a pretty good chance
2:07You the reason it died man
2:09It's a pretty good chance
2:10Your lame a*s corny a*s
2:12Is the reason it died man
2:14Don't give a f*ck about it
2:15You know nothing about it
2:17You want this paper be a hustler
2:19You a hustler you ain't a rapper
2:20Get your paper man
2:21You know I'm saying
2:22But this rap sh*t is real
2:24Bi*ch
2:26Is sh*t is real bi*ch
2:27Ha ha ha
2:28Give hip hop give
2:30Stay hip hop stay
2:32Stay hip hop stay
2:35I pray hip hop pray
2:38I pray hip hop stays
2:41Live hip hop live
2:44Live hip hop live
2:46Give hip hop give
2:49Give hip hop give
2:52Stay hip hop stay
2:55Stay hip hop stay
2:57I pray hip hop pray
3:00I pray hip hop stays
Hope (ホープ) (Acappella Version|Explicit) - Nas Hip hop It will never die Hip hop Hip hop will never never die Ghetto n***a strutting with nothing But dreams in queens broke Mac 10s you can smell the pcp smoke Melle mel told it real in the music he wrote Those were the days I remember We used to be close Then I was nine coldest winter I remember Was slipping in December two feet of snow Yeah that's the east coast that black ice Symbolize the rap life it was slick and smooth I understood I had to come from the hood Doing the pee wee herman The smurf Before them phones chirped The blocks drugs flowing Didn't have your own work You had to have somebody else's A small chrome on your pelvis Starter jacket blue georgetown or green Celtic Your girl's too expensive She want shellfish Red lobster was popping Standing on that line forever I wish somebody would step On my bally leathers Now it's whatever Hip hop's forever Kept my radio on 98 or BLS Had a pre pubescent lyric gift But niggas never hear me spit My little brother tried to warn 'em I was a tornado coming He knew from inside Like the eye of a storm And told my pops about it He gave us tickets to that wild style flick Double trouble retarded we was the proudest I never had a summer job Sweeping leaves Socks to my knees Home made shorts cut off lee's I ain't work a day in my life Wiping away eraser off the paper man I'm just trying to say it right Big radio tape's slowing down Lower the lights go battery dead I got to freeze 'em 'till they're ice cold In the freezer later I'm staring at the speaker Sunk in them 808's deeper cleaning my sneakers With the bristles of a toothbrush Soap and water I let the shoestrings soak in water Water water Ain't got nothing to do it With old school No school Dirty south West coast east coast This about us This our thing No sun has came from the gut From the blood From the soul Right here man This is our thing man You know So I say what I say And I say what I say I'm mean it Y'all take it how you want to take it 'Cause if you asking Why is hip hop dead It's a pretty good chance You the reason it died man It's a pretty good chance Your lame a*s corny a*s Is the reason it died man Don't give a f*ck about it You know nothing about it You want this paper be a hustler You a hustler you ain't a rapper Get your paper man You know I'm saying But this rap sh*t is real Bi*ch Is sh*t is real bi*ch Ha ha ha Give hip hop give Stay hip hop stay Stay hip hop stay I pray hip hop pray I pray hip hop stays Live hip hop live Live hip hop live Give hip hop give Give hip hop give Stay hip hop stay Stay hip hop stay I pray hip hop pray I pray hip hop stays
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