Stillmaic

Stillmaic

Pop musical sung by a female

01:41

Letra

Stillmaic

Ayo, the brother's Stillmatic
I crawled up out of that grave, wiping the dirt, cleaning my shirt
They thought I'll make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now the credits rollin'
Starring Nas, executive poet, produced, directed by
The Kid slash Escobar
Narration describes the lives of lost tribes
In the ghetto, trying to survive
The feature opens with this young black child
Fingers scratched, cigarette burns on the sofa, turning the TV down
While Mary Jane girls, 45s playing soft in the background
Food from C-Town's, mornings was hash browns
Stepped over dope fiends, walking out the door, all of us poor
I learned the difference between the snitches, the real ones, and who's soft
And the murderous, hungriest crews
People jumping from roofs, shotguns pumping, made it through my youth
Walking very thin lines, ages seven to nine
That's the age I was on my album cover, this is the rebirth