The Essence

Lyrics

[Produced by Baby Paul] [Intro: AZ & Nas] Ayo God, yo meet me at the Deniece Williams concert tonight, man E'rybody there, Stacy Lattisaw, Teena Marie, e'rybody, man Yeah yeah no doubt I'ma bring one of my baddest stallions, man Hahahaha You do the same aight? You know how we play baby, listen I'm at a car wash right now But I'ma hit you as soon as I'm right over there Right in front right? Yeah, okay, aight got you [Verse 1: AZ & Nas] Son, who laced you with the ill haircut? Lenny, he blessed me with the sharp blade That nigga's paid, he make a pretty penny Yo, you hurt 'em with the new Prada's True, check mines they royal blue My shits is baby blue They powder blue, yo' shits is hotter You hotter with them frames on Nigga you James Bond, and you stay low Y'know my style bab' bro Yeah, make dough, manicure, facial, face glow Fuck it if you say so; I keep it P.I.! That's how we break hoes We throwin' ivory dice across the concrete And of course that don't make him your man because y'all palms meet We had boxes bumpin' La-Di-Da-Di Shotties was blastin', pellets jumpin' into everybody They never got me Was cool with all the park shooters, sparkin' bazookas Sharpen your tutors, 'cause we don't pardon the snoozers Yo, son, I wouldn't change my life for nothin' And that ain't like you for frontin' Who's the nicest? Nuff talkin', light somethin' [Refrain: AZ and Nas] Yo we hard hit, just like Camacho and Vargas Who's the target? Now watch how we close the market We both hard hit, just like Hagler and Hearns Add the math, be concerned, if it's beef you burn Yo it's sorta like, Poitier and Bill Cosby 'Let's Do It Again,' a beautiful blend, let's do it to win [Post-Chorus: AZ, Nas] My nigga, my nigga My niggas, my niggas My niggas, my niggas Uh [Verse 2: AZ & Nas] What's today's mathematics? We had it, we let 'em hold it, we should've sold it We back at it, we could've grabbed it But fuck it, just let 'em have it Al 'Humdulillah Allahu Akbar, God is the greatest Planet Mars, we carved in the faces You couldn't catch us in a car without the bangers Believe, I touched a couple of movie stars and entertainers Indeed, one in particular, almost started to name her, ha ha I was there when you first pushed up and started to game her Been a long journey, certain shit just don't concern me They ain't hurtin' shit; we flip, they hire attorneys Yo I'ma stay custom, 'til I'm old grey and rustin' Reminiscin the number of chickens that claim we fucked 'em Bet some badder hoes than them other funky rappers chose I'm tryin' to wife a chick, light a spliff Okay, this might be like another part to "Life's a Bitch" Bite your lips, who's nice as this? We righteousness No mic assists, it's murderous - granted the right to flip [Refrain: AZ and Nas] Yo we hard hit, just like Camacho and Vargas Who's the target Now watch how we close the market We both hard hit, just like Hagler and Hearns Add the math, be concerned, if it's beef you burn Yo it's sorta like, Poitier and Bill Cosby 'Let's Do It Again,' a beautiful blend, let's do it to win My nigga, my nigga My niggas, my niggas My niggas, my niggas Uh Yo we hard hit, just like Camacho and Vargas Who's the target Now watch how we close the market We both hard hit, just like Hagler and Hearns Add the math, be concerned, if it's beef you burn Yo it's sorta like, Poitier and Bill Cosby 'Let's Do It Again,' a beautiful blend, let's do it to win My nigga, my nigga My niggas, my niggas My niggas, my niggas Uh [Outro: Nas] Like, Spinks and Hearns.. Sorta.. Poitier, Bill Cosby 'Let's Do it Again,' nigga