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    "Doo Rags" Lyrics

    Nas

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    Pushin drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the 80's had us all apes
    Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate
    That was a uncanny era, guns in my pants
    Yeah X-Clan hair, with dreads at the top of my fade
    Homicide and feds on the blocks where I played, b-ball
    That's when I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause
    Cause Ray Charles could see the ghetto
    Was told to stay strong and I could beat the Devil
    Cause yo, I used to play Apollo balcony seats
    Watchin niggaz swing razors in the front row, then out in the streets
    The car show, 560's, chemical afros
    Acuras pumpin Super Lover Cee and Casanova
    Live chicks be, asses bustin out of they clothes
    Wearin lip gloss, big door knockers pealin they earlobes
    So where them years go? Where the old gold beers and cheers go?
    But now them shorties here doe, so

    The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels and furs
    Riker's Island bustin, still packed, what's the word?
    The drinkers stay drinkin, or puffin they herb
    And I'm, still enjoyin life's ride; one mo' time
    The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels and furs
    Riker's Island bustin, still packed, what's the word?
    The drinkers stay drinkin, or puffin they herb
    And I'm, still enjoyin life's ride; right?

    Political thugs in shark suits persuade us to pull triggers
    in army boots, yellin "Join the armed forces!"
    We lost the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons
    Needles in arms of veterans instead of bigger fortunes
    There's still a lot of naked crawlin in the carpet offices
    War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they torture us
    They won't be servin the beast too long
    The murderers wearin police uniforms, confederate flags I burn
    Beat Street breakers were dancin to the music I chose
    And Peachtree Atlantic crackheads was tootin they nose
    in frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children
    with fo'-fo's, and double-revolvers
    We devil incarnates, headed for jail
    Where Shell gas company in South Africa be havin us killed
    Your paper money was the death of Christ
    And all these shorties comin up just resurrect your life
    It's like a cycle

    The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels and furs
    Riker's Island bustin, still packed, what's the word?
    The drinkers stay drinkin, or puffin they herb
    And I'm, still enjoyin life's ride; one mo' time
    The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels and furs
    Riker's Island bustin, still packed, what's the word?
    The drinkers stay drinkin, or puffin they herb
    And I'm, still enjoyin life's ride; right?

    Niggaz used to wear rags on they hair when it was fried up
    That's when we were lied to, buyin hair products
    Back before my generation, when our blackness started disintegratin
    'til awareness started penetratin
    The styles come from prison, they used potatoes makin liquor
    just to prove we some creative niggaz
    Turnin nothin into somethin, is God work
    And you get nothin without struggle and hard work
    War is necessary to my niggaz in chains
    From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin y'all to know one thing
    The hardest thing is to forgive, but God does
    Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah it's wrong, but God loves
    Take one step toward him, he takes two toward you
    Even when all else fail, God support you
    I done it, got God sun on my stomach
    My heart and my lungs was affected from Henny's and gettin blunted
    Do your body right and it loves you back
    You only get one life, and yo because of that
    I'm still blazin, goin out for the cause
    Still rockin stockin caps, not for the waves, obeyin no laws
    And it's like that

    The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels and furs
    Riker's Island bustin, still packed, what's the word?
    The drinkers stay drinkin, or puffin they herb
    And I'm, still enjoyin life's ride; one mo' time
    The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels and furs
    Riker's Island bustin, still packed, what's the word?
    The drinkers stay drinkin, or puffin they herb
    And I'm, still enjoyin life's ride; right?
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Larry R. Gates, Michelle Lynn Bell, Nasir Jones.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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