My boy Eric puts in work. Tell him I sent you. Peace.
Good video.
11.03.07 at 8:41 pm
al kaline
while i can do without the giant spinning “NaS” at the end, this is definitely a dope video. I don’t think there’s a better way to visually represent the song.
11.03.07 at 8:42 pm
Big Rome
Chris Webber and Nas did bite the concept for this song, but it is better than Wordsmith’s version.
11.04.07 at 2:44 am
trife
I still find it comical how C.Webb straight JACKED dude’s steez.
Buuuuuut, at the end of the day, you already know Nas is gonna freak it better, so to him goes the props. Such is the music bizness, I guess.
11.04.07 at 2:49 am
Moniker
The video was nice.
Would have been better if they occasionally would have cut from then to now.
11.04.07 at 4:14 am
Niggreums
“Listeners and spectators, applaud this charismatic one, practising magic rap
I go in the city a walkman and pack of piles
For step broken down being in the hut in the event of kidnapping a “6 “in the ‘banana’ with the case or, You believed that the boxing ring to the first KO
I went to leave return to kill you sapped as a referee, I deliver a title for suicidal informed ” Rifle with depressed air seeks free temple ”
Pass the Greenpeace, enough for ten empty ashtrays
My dreams in-depth without stopover nor
Grey diver in my city it all the time makes, because of the pots of exhaust,
the music is my door of exhaust,
Each note give me a rate of heartbeat
Just that the beat sets out again so that my mic beater
I have badly to the mic, it’s only sadness that I feel You planted me in the back did not have there blood.
because it’s sound which runs in my veins, in BPM
Music is my “My Lady”, without beautiful melody…
I still take again ONE me, TWO for the third blow… I’m never leave, but always of return
Light to horizon one trails in bottom of the turns Where i were yesterday, vacuum of the teapots of mint tea
One thinks of our pals not dead of old age…
my subjects are more serious that a low
the music, the pupils, my lips celebrate
That which it’s just a long truce of joke, the life is short and this bitch is single, Ironic? its merit be lived
I have not come to spread out our sufferings, i have not that that to make brothers!
My topics even come me from the suffering. I know that behind to draw you breathe a great blow, you know?, when directs you this pain which takes you the neck
to leave, i don’t worry I fear only the manner
This world is not mine, even if I m’en leave well.”.
I have badly to the mic
11.04.07 at 5:33 am
FLEA: ILLMATIC 4 EVER
I’m telling y’all, quit sleeping on Greums man! He got talent! The Nas video was cool, nobody has better story-telling ability than him.
11.04.07 at 7:34 am
Douglas Howser
The video was tight… the best thing about it, is since it was all old footage, it was a cheap production!
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1st bitches!!!!!!!! Hahaha!
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My boy Eric puts in work. Tell him I sent you. Peace.
Good video.
while i can do without the giant spinning “NaS” at the end, this is definitely a dope video. I don’t think there’s a better way to visually represent the song.
Chris Webber and Nas did bite the concept for this song, but it is better than Wordsmith’s version.
I still find it comical how C.Webb straight JACKED dude’s steez.
Buuuuuut, at the end of the day, you already know Nas is gonna freak it better, so to him goes the props. Such is the music bizness, I guess.
The video was nice.
Would have been better if they occasionally would have cut from then to now.
“Listeners and spectators, applaud this charismatic one, practising magic rap
I go in the city a walkman and pack of piles
For step broken down being in the hut in the event of kidnapping a “6 “in the ‘banana’ with the case or, You believed that the boxing ring to the first KO
I went to leave return to kill you sapped as a referee, I deliver a title for suicidal informed ” Rifle with depressed air seeks free temple ”
Pass the Greenpeace, enough for ten empty ashtrays
My dreams in-depth without stopover nor
Grey diver in my city it all the time makes, because of the pots of exhaust,
the music is my door of exhaust,
Each note give me a rate of heartbeat
Just that the beat sets out again so that my mic beater
I have badly to the mic, it’s only sadness that I feel You planted me in the back did not have there blood.
because it’s sound which runs in my veins, in BPM
Music is my “My Lady”, without beautiful melody…
I still take again ONE me, TWO for the third blow… I’m never leave, but always of return
Light to horizon one trails in bottom of the turns Where i were yesterday, vacuum of the teapots of mint tea
One thinks of our pals not dead of old age…
my subjects are more serious that a low
the music, the pupils, my lips celebrate
That which it’s just a long truce of joke, the life is short and this bitch is single, Ironic? its merit be lived
I have not come to spread out our sufferings, i have not that that to make brothers!
My topics even come me from the suffering. I know that behind to draw you breathe a great blow, you know?, when directs you this pain which takes you the neck
to leave, i don’t worry I fear only the manner
This world is not mine, even if I m’en leave well.”.
I have badly to the mic
I’m telling y’all, quit sleeping on Greums man! He got talent! The Nas video was cool, nobody has better story-telling ability than him.
The video was tight… the best thing about it, is since it was all old footage, it was a cheap production!