Affirmative Action (Saint-Denis-Style Remix)

Lyrics

[Nas] Yeah, Affirmative Action, with my crew, NTM This is Nas Escobar [Kool Shen] International remix Check the lyrics [Joey Starr (Kool Shen)] Chacun sa mafia, (chacun sa mille-fa) The Firm, baby, come wicked nigga [Verse 1: AZ] Yo sit back, relax, catch ya contact, sip your cog-ni-ac And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat Sneak attack a new cat sit back, worth top dollar In fact touch mine's and I'll react like a Rottweiler Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint Catch em and break, undress 'em, tie 'em with tape no escape The Corleone, fettuccine Capone Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown Aristocrats, politickin' daily with diplomats See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black [Verse 2: Kool Shen] Pas de Don Corleone dans mon quartier, mais Si tu d�connes jusqu'au bout faudra jouer pas les bonhommes Y a plus de place pour les r�ves Ici quand on s'�l�ve les rageurs te jettent l'Sil M�me les anges te cr�vent Sache que l'union fait la force mais que la mis�re la divise Et qu'en p�riode de crise chacun mise sur son biz Chacun sa mafia, chacun sa mille-fa M�me l'�tat fonctionne comme �a Que d'la gouille-ma d�guis�e en secrets d'�tat [Hook] [Foxy Brown] The Firm, baby [NTM] Chacun sa mafia, chacun sa mille-fa Aujourd'hui �a se passe comme �a [Foxy Brown] The Firm, baby [NTM] Chacun sa mafia [Nas] Nas with NTM, yo the Firm connect [Verse 3: Nas] Yo, my mind is seein' through your design like blind fury I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes And push cakes inside the casket at Just wake It's sickening, he just finished bidding upstate And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique My man Smoke know how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me Life's a bitch but God forbid the bitch divorce me I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at the Mosque Moving cars, your top papi Se�or Escobar [Verse 4: Joey Starr] Pour tous mes VIPs, je le balance avec mes tripes, j'applique Rien nous affecte, cherche pas, y a m�me plus rien qui nous implique M�me la vie nous tient � bout de bras, on Suvre dans l'ombre Ayant conscience de notre force, la force du nombre C'est comme �a qu'on prime dans cette putain de soci�t� parall�le On a le vent dans le dos pr�t � voler de nos propres ailes Chez moi y a pas de trons-pa Non y a pas de place pour tout �a Dans mon quartier, mon gars J'ai vu que des gosses qui se bousillent en bas [Hook] [Joey Starr] Seine-Saint-Denis style [Verse 5: Foxy Brown] In the black Camaro Firm deep, all my niggas hail the blackest sparrow Wallabee's be the apparel Through the darkest tunnel I got visions of multimillions In the biggest bundle In the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle E Money bags got Mo�t Chandon Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do My whole team we shitting hard like Czar Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar I keep a fat marquess piece, laced in all the illest snake skin Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera Be The Firm baby, from BK to the Bridge My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is So let's see, if we flip this other key Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak Plus a five hundred cut in half is two-fifty Now triple that times three We got three quarters of another ki The Firm baby, volume one [NTM] Seine-Saint-Denis style Supr�me NTM, Nas dans la place Seine-Saint-Denis style...