Purple (Clean Version)

Purple (Clean) - Nas
Light it  uhh
Light it up  uhh
The whole  city is mine  prettiest Don
I don't like the way P  Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers
Why it's mentioned in my rhymes  F**k it  it's just an intro
Hate it or love it  like it bump it or dump it
Writing  across the stomach spell GOD son
Life is like a jungle black it's like the habitat of Tarzan
Matter of fact  it's harder than most can imagine
Most of my niggaz packed in correctional facilities
Half of them passed on  mack strong  couple of shots
May the ghost leave a body  now they hauntin the block
Where they used to stand at  somebody's takin they place
A younger man perhaps  hand slaps  can't understand that
Same walk  same talk  I wonder can that be possible
A thug dies  another step inside his shoes
And they will hurt you  layin low with a bottle
I'm blowin circles  my state of mind purple
Light it  light it  uhh
Yeah   light it up  light it up  uhh
Y'all just wanna deal with drama
Talk about niggaz who got things  y'all ready to kill his momma
Everything you went to is underworld related
You sell your man out  not even your girl is sacred
You don't trust a soul  hold up  you moldin soldiers
To pull guns quick and always look behind the shoulder
Think of how many dudes died tryin to be down with you
Everybody's under six feet of ground but you
Still standin  still roamin through the streets  that's real
You a survivor  knowin all the beef is ill
You got a bunch of thugs witchu even now that's ready
Trustin your judgment  quick to put it down  they deadly
The hood love you but behind your back they pray for the day
A bullet hit your heart and ambulances take you away
That ain't love it's hate  think of all the mothers at wakes
Whose sons you killed  and you ain't got a cut on your face
Unmarked police cars roam the streets hard  the heat is God
Somebody tell these shorties reach for the stars
Instead they tell 'em how to reach through the bars  holdin a mirror
Lookin down a tear in jail  makin weapons to kill ya
We smoke three tokes ni**a pour more Henny
He sighs with eyes that seen a war too many
Cold-blooded murderers  universal
Hood to hood  blowin smoke  state of mind is purple
Light it up  light it up light it up  uhh
Light it up   light it up  light it up  uhh
Uhh   uhh  uhh  light it  light it  uhh
These hot-headed youngsters  always get into trouble
Reactin before thinkin  they easily irritated
And murder's premeditated  it's a fact that we sinkin
When we should be climbin  in a nutshell  it's just jail
Drug sales  liquor and diamonds  niggaz rewindin
Instead of movin forward  to blow up so what's the science
People shoutin  police pushin the crowd
And on the ground's a young soldier  with meat hangin out him
Am I hallucinatin off the hazin
Or did I just see a ni**a shoot another ni**a's face in
It's a ugly nation  cops circle the block with mug shots
Photograph pictures of  suspect faces
It's usually  two or three niggaz who innocent
But if they lock the wrong ones up  then someone'll snitch
A divide and fall strategy  they aren't fair
I dig in my bag of w**d that's covered with orange hair
This Color Purple'll make Whoopi give me the p**sy
( ) Oprah and Danny Glover gots to feel me
This is how I escape the madness  too much of anything'll hurt you
So  my state of mind's all purple