Hero (feat. Keri Hilson)

QB

Where the fuck y'all at?

Yeah

Let's go

Get money

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two seatin'

Hate him or love him for the same reason (Fresh)

Can't leave it, the game needs him

Plus the people need someone to believe in (Yes)

So in God's Son we trust

'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they want

They lookin' for a (Hero)

I guess that makes me a (Hero)

Another chapter of the cleanest rapper, distinguished gentleman

Crooks & Castle on his back, Maybacher

Exotic lady eye-catcher, holla at ya, call me the chiropractor

Workin' like Muay Thai class, get perspire out ya

And of course I've been a boss since back when

Rockin' D-Boy, Fila velour in a 190 black Benz

Now they shut down the stores when I'm shoppin'

Used to be train robbin', face covered in stocking, I'm him

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two seatin'

Hate him or love him for the same reason (Fresh)

Can't leave it, the game needs him

Plus the people need someone to believe in (Yes)

So in God's Son we trust

'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they want

They lookin' for a (Hero)

I guess that makes me a (Hero)

Rubber grip holder, reloader

Come at me, I'ma rip your soldiers in half

Silverback ape, nickel-plated mag

Young, rich, and flashy, young bitch, I'm nasty

All black clothes till ice lay on me so classy

And every time I close my lids

I can still see the borough, I can still see the bridge

Can still see the dreams that my **** ain't never lived to see

Tell them angels, open the door for me

From nine Berettas and movin' raw

To chillin' in wine cellars, sticks and humidors

That's what I call mature, that's what I call a G

That's what I call a pimp, that's what I call a gangster

To the fullest, shit

I'm tryna make more cream by every September 14th

That's my dream, so I can be more clean

As I grow yearly, I can see things more clearly

That's why they fear me (Let's go)

Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two seatin'

Hate him or love him for the same reason (Fresh)

Can't leave it, the game needs him

Plus the people need someone to believe in (Yes)

So in God's Son we trust

'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they want

They lookin' for a (Hero)

I guess that makes me a (Hero)

It's universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied, the corporate side

Blockin' y'all from goin' to stores and buyin' it

First L.A. and **** was ridin' with it

But Newsweek article startled bigwigs

They said, "Nas, why is he tryin' it?"

My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winnin'

Forgettin' Nas the only true rebel since the beginnin'

Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow

Try tellin' Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel

They can't sing what's in they soul

So Untitled it is

I never change nothin', but people, remember this

If Nas can't say it, think about these talented kids

With new ideas, bein' told what they can and can't spit

I can't sit and watch it, so shit, I'ma drop it

Like it or not, you ain't gotta cop it

I'm a hustler in the studio, cups of Don Julio

No matter what they CD called, I'm unbeatable, y'all, let's go

Yeah

Nas

Polow da Don