​​​Rare Lyrics – Nas

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Rare Lyrics Nas

[Verse 1]
Yo, I’m in rare form (Rare form)
Niggas speak down on my name like I wasn’t there for ’em (There for ’em)
Talk about back in the days, this isn’t back in the days
They want me back in my ways, chipped tooth and the fade (Tooth and the fade)
Uh, musically I’m on Mars
Walkin’ along with the beat, puttin’ my feet on the stars
I’m rockin’ like Lenny
Yhinkin’ like Jimmy first the first time he seen a guitar
Standing in front of where they shot Ahmaud
Said they gotta know who we are (Know who we are)
Uh, I’m in rare form (Rare form)
When Ray George trade for Air Jordan, this a fair warnin’
Two many young gods beefin’ with nothin’
When you get money, you know that it’s comin’
Sayin’ they homies, but they ain’t a hunnid
We the most hunted, uh
I got my Mets hat on to the back
Y’all already know where we goin’ with the stacks
Hall of fame only, kings and queens only
They all be grabbin’ my style but you know they can’t hold me
Yeah, I’m in rare form (Rare form)
Y’all still on the ground, you know I’ve been airborne (Airbone)
Studyin’ Big, studyin’ Nietzsche
You gotta call on the chopper to reach me
Homie, I don’t need a jeweler to freeze me
Ice in my veins, I make it look easy
Mentally, I’m in Queens
More money more problems, you gotta be ready for all that it brings
Let ’em say what they say, revenge on my plate, I’m lovin’ the taste
They see you shining emotions get hard to contain
We just not evolvin’ the same
Me and HB is too rare
I’m movin’ on through the snare, sound on billionaire
Ain’t nothin’ changed, I’m flippin’ a page
A prince on the stage, slang on his face
You know what they say, KD the wave
I’m stayin’ rare for all of my days
I’m stayin’ rare for all of my days

Part II

[Verse 2]
Levels on Tarantino
Curvin’ my ego, even though he know
Empty glass of Pinot, cigars and casinos
What they especially praise is the ethos
Stacks on blackjack, movin’ my chips
No superstition to make me get rich
I’m with this chick, just one I brought today
In between placin’ my bets, we shop to Cartier
Rose gold, I cop the bracelet
Runway, hop in the jet, flight attendant poppin’ Moet
I said I need that Dom, off the respect
We havin’ conversations, niggas show me property then
I call my nigga and I tell him, “Yo, I gotta be there”

Salmon shish kabob, in a misty fog, roll a sticky log
Big dawg affair, no kids around
Roundtable havin’ war council
Press one button, it’ll change the world around you
Too rare, nothin’ to see here, Cuban over my streetwear
You’re nobody to somebody, kills you just to be fair
It’s okay to keep the mystique, I learned that in the street
On me, solo or deep, I’m puttin’ on for the G’s

Part III

[Verse 3]
(Hit-Boy)
We been doin’ gangsta shit for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I’m my own cosign, she textin’ the old line
You keep starin’ at the glow, bitch, don’t go blind
Braveheart energy, fuck all of the enemies
XO Hennessy, it’s not on me, it’s in me
Y’all not here ’til be friendly, they even pretendin’
Comprende?
We’ve been gangsta shit for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I’m my own cosign, she textin’ the old line
Comprende?
It’s up, Hit-Boy you on some other shit
We on some other shit, comprende?
Yeah