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letra de salute me (the general) - nas

[intro: swizz beatz & nas]
yo man, it’s a real game out here man
know what i’m sayin’ nas?
beats back in effect man
swizz beatz da monsta’ (what’s poppin’?)
get in line, everybody get in line
listen the f-ck up, to what’s going down
pay attention, aight?

[hook: nas]
n-ggas salute me, b-tches salute me
the block salute me, the hood salute me
you should salute me, they should salute me
so f-ck who you are
i’m the motherf-ckin general
n-ggas salute me, b-tches salute me
the block salute me, the hood salute me
you should salute me, they should salute me
so f-ck who you are
i’m the motherf-ckin’ general

[nas: verse 1]
when i walk through everything stops, silence
remain quiet, babies don’t cry thugs don’t buss
cops cut off sirens, oxygen freeze
noises to a minimun n-gga, i pop and i squeeze
i represent the pain and struggle
cut out your eyeb-lls then brain-f-ck you
yo you testin with death
i’m confronting the justice, expressing my voice to the public
they got to free some brothas or we kidnap the judges
they got to free some sistas or we kidnap the judges
they got to beat the system that’s enslaving the poor
our practicing, gun rages, they r’s and .44’s
many fought teams and for green this is war
this is life and i’m the hardest, got ya label all scared
callin up the radio, don’t want my records to air
y’all ain’t playin fair, to every rapper in the game
i’m comin fo y’all blood, make room for the king…nas

[hook: nas]
n-ggas salute me, b-tches salute me
the block salute me, the hood salute me
you should salute me, they should salute me
so f-ck who you are
i’m the motherf-ckin’ general
n-ggas salute me, b-tches salute me
the block salute me, the hood salute me
you should salute me, they should salute me
so f-ck who you are
i’m the motherf-ckin’ general

[nas: verse 2]
i’m the leader, that’s it, n0body higher
n0body touchin’ my crown, n0body dyin’
n0body smoother, harder, tougher, believe it
i’m much more smarter, much more strategic
scholarships and hollow tips, a lot of walkin’ caskets
they talk a good one but there’s never no action
and i’m the type to poison ya sista, twist her
through wit’ her put the gun in your face and make you hit her
make you quiver -when they silhouette of a don, benson
light up a cu-ban, recite a few psalms
enlighten you quick, teach you how a king wins wars
keep your ears to the street, love your enemies more
‘cuz hate can frustrate, and confuse
too eager you lose, patience, plan your attack then you move – ghetto
green berets, got freaks got hoes
who be jumpin’ out of movin’ cars and land at my feet – because

[outro: nas]
uh, nas
know what i’m sayin’?
last year i had to smack n-ggas up
and this year imma have to smack a whole lot of muh’f-cka’s up again
know why?
cause i’m the motherf-ckin’ general
ya’ll n-ggas see it, it’s all in the streets
ya man know it, ya girl know it
ya moms know it, ya pops know it, the world know it
the motherf-ckin’ general
get high, get ya drink on, relax
why? cause i’m the motherf-ckin’ general

- nas

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