My Way (Explicit Version)

My Way (Explicit) - Nas

Word to Will

Buried in his fila suit and heavy chain

I wanna be iced-up ni**a

Bury me the same

I live for street glory and

I die for ghetto fame

Respect all fear none

My pride is everything

Initials in swimming pools floors

Women lose draws

A true boss never lose wars

Got cheddar to floss

Guns under beds

Mask and a flashlight

Living my life like everyday's my last night

Alcoholic on toilets I sh*t blood

Foreign cars models and stars

Life of a rich thug

Mama told me from w**d

I would switch ***

To coc*ine and hit clubs

And deep-dish dubs

How would she know unless she hit the clubs

Got her mack-on

Back in the 60's with an afro and her platforms

Bopping to the supremes smoking joints

That's cool but I'ma live how I want

I did it my way from crumbs and roaches and rats

I did it my way converted in from hustling to raps

I did it my way from break dancing

Back spins on the cardboard

I did it my way to bullet proof bentleys

Gats in the car's door

I did it my way never gave a f**k what nobody said

I did it my way they hope that I fail

And wished I was dead

I did it my way if I f**ked op it falls on me

I did it my way I'm lucked up and struck rich

Now we all can eat

Gateways marble floors chandeliers

Juzzi's gucci soap throwing cash in the air

Though I still feel broke with millions in the bank

And deals on the table

I focus to stay afloat

And just to think some would die to get with I got

They think its alot

The blink of an eye you could get shot

n***as is wolves coming if you ruthless or not

But i be on point put you in places where bodies rot

Never knew murder till I seen my man get popped

No blood soaking laying there eyes still open

I got a little closer put my hand in his palm

He was looking right through me

Yo staring beyond

I wonder what he saw the limoes movies and tours

Did he die in vain and represent for the cause

Now I put his name on everything I'm involved

And that's the game

Ya'll can't relate f**k ya'll (Ill Will)

I did it my way from crumbs roaches and rats

I did it my way converted in from hustling to raps

I did it my way I call it how I see it n***as

I did it my way if you don't like it so be it n***as

I did it my way I make my own rules

I do my own plans

I did it my way gangstas do what they want

Suckers do what they can't

I did it my way taking sacrifices kid

I did it my way but now you

Only getting one life to live

Yo hoes in my fold can slow me

Roll with the brokest homies

Cold and we hopeless lonelies

Scolding my foes who phony

From blocks where coke can feed you

And cops are over evil

They know some people

Who tell on felons who sold some diesil

Here on and blow it rurals

Its mine knew a crew one time

'89 they took work to

Caroline and blew big time

In just two years their crew disappear

Snitches and b**ches

Smeared the paint on their pictures

Years back I reminiscence and remember

Sitting on wood benches

Gave me splinters just a baby ni**a thankful

When them killers came through

Guns out moving

I think the ones who said shorty go home

We about to be shooting

I did it my way from crumbs and roaches and rats

I did it my way converted in from hustling to raps

I did it my way from break dancing

Back spins on the cardboard

I did it my way to bullet proof bentleys

Gats in the car's door

I did it my way never gave a f**k what nobody said

I did it my way they hope that I fail

And wished I was dead

I did it my way if I f**ked op it falls on me

I did it my way I'm lucked up and struck rich

Now we all can eat