2Pac New York State Of Mind Ft. NaS & Jay-Z Lyrics

Tupac Duets

New york state of mind (FT.NAS & JayZ)

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now I've got task on a n____'s a__
Tell me will they blast me
I think of an alias in case these crooked b____es ask

me, now
It's gettin crazy after dark,
These narcs be like tryin to shut me down but I'm too

smart
Now picture me scared of the penetentiary
I've been movin these things since the days of

elementary
Now tell me what ya need when ya see me
I'm stackin Gs buyin all the things on TV, believe me
I got some killas on my payroll and they know
When its time to handle business n____ lay low
Although I'm young I'm still comin up
I'm gettin paid pullin razors on n____s when they runnin

up
The first to pull the strap when theres drama
Buster you ain't heard?
I been slicin m_________ers since I lost my mama
There ain't a cop that can stop me
My posse is c___y and they don't wait until they drop me
I'm loyal to the game

[Nas]
If you knew my streets
You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef
Who snitchin, who told police
Who came home, who still gone, who restin in peace
Now they killin over music money, not drugs, rap

replaced it
Cause thugs with no brains got no patience
New jacks I pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be

kickin
Musician and flatten composition
A pain, I'm like Saddam Hussein
Still alive lookin at his dead children's burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
Your crew's soft man, ya'll need some new weapons
The P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, n____z and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink
But don't think we wastin our time
It's a New York State of Mind

[Jay-Z]
I'd do a bid, loose a rib, bust a cap, trustin' that
Run up to heaven doors, exchange my life for yours
Leave a steak out the door, mi casa, su casa
Just remember to turn the lights off in the hall
My brother from anotha pop, minus one shot
We Neno and G-Money man, we all we got
From the stoop to the big dudes, stoppin' us from

playin' hoops
And us gettin mad, throwin' rocks off the roof
Straight thuggin' man, I thought we would never progress
But look at us now man, we're young execs
My n____ Dame, my n____ Biggs, my n____ Tah
My n____ Ja, my n____ Gotti
We embody all that's right with the world
No matter how pretty she is, you never likin' my girl
That's how we run, when you ain't around
I'll spank ya son, keep him in line
If you should die, I'll keep him like mine
God forbid, keep this in mind, my n____