Small World Lyrics

Nas

See no evil, fear no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil If you don't bring that shit around you You ain't got nuttin' to worry about Yeah, knah-sayin'?
Yo, yo, yo, yo Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin She elegant, her apparel in the M-Class caravan Ki's of dope, lovin' cats to ski in her dope She fuck killers in her condo, her Benz and her boat
Her iced throat, ass is curvy, forty years old She passin' for thirty, Gucci framed glasses from Purvy's Madison Ave. shoppin' when she not, coppin' bricks of that shit She hoppin' on dicks, ridin' Pony's who trick
At my man's wake, she said the eulogy After that I usually, bumped into her shoppin' for jewelry Her bodyguard screwin' me, I gave her my math Ain't nothin' new to me, blowin' backs out, six-pack Stout's
Wide fat mouth, the evil look, with a bow-leg Yo niggaz said, "Shorty's a pro, she blow heads She push the fo' red, she know Feds, Feds know her" A code red, maybe she's out to slay me, this bitch is crazy
She blew the celly up, meet me at the telly to fuck She knew about, cats from way back, we smoke the haystack She never cough once, blunts was her hobby She said I knew her man probably No doubt, not since he tried to rob me
I jetted though, sometimes you never know He snorted all her work, now she need me To do her dirty work
It's a small world Nigga you reap what you sow What goes around, comes around If you sleep you don't know
A very small world Where beef could never end At the time you least expect it I'ma see you again
It's a small world You get away with it now Soon enough it catches up to you Someway, somehow
Yo, it's a small world Watch what you do
Snook from Redhook was grimy, did five years, glad to be home From Attica known, for keepin' chrome calibers Smooth like a Wallaby shoe, he's out to get it Five years plannin' to blow, soon as he hit the bri-dicks
Had a girl in Woodside Queens, thought he was low Played the crib for a month and deaded his P.O. Started robbin' niggaz till he caught a whole kilo He had a bunch of starvin' niggaz he owe, he never paid though
Got large, sign on his door, "Don't knock hard" Layin' with his bitch, niggaz is rich, is what he told her Played the block, holdin' cracks inside the baby stroller Here come his crazy soldier, six shots it's over
A year went past Snook went flossin' fast His old man had crossed his ass For the laws of this fast cash
It's a small world Nigga reap what you sow What goes around, comes around If you sleep you don't know
A very small world Where beef could never end At the time you least expect it I'ma see you again nigga
It's a small world, no doubt You get away with it now Soon enough it catches up to you Someway, somehow
It's a small world Watch what you do
I seen death, seen thugs cry, it's bugged why We let the slugs fly, enter your brain, through your skull Another thug died, pitchin' your soul into that infinite black hole Where many souls go, 'cause of a fo'-fo' blast
Snook was one of 'em, so many more Even that Fendi whore, got niggaz hit up yeah let that Henny pour Carolyn, paid-up bitch, made bitch, stay rich Heard her bodyguard took Snook to God
Carolyn when she needed him, he took the job He was close to her, ever since she took him inside When his mom's died, dopefiend OD-ed, eighty-five He went crazy, stuck up banks to stay alive
He was live, do niggaz even know the things that he tried Robbed armored trucks, incidents where police died He stayed in lower Eastside, peace God He starin' at me hard
Two of his mans with him, I got to hit 'em I'm reachin' for my Roscoe, cocked it back on and get my blast on At the gas station, bunch of Arabs racin' Out the way as my Torah spray, jump in the whip Hit the highway, you know how I say, the game that I play
It's real tendencies, when you feel your enemies But can't figure out whose who, keep it true Shit is cool now, put the tools down? Never 'Cause everyday is on, livin' this life out for this cheddar
It's a small world Nigga you reap what you sow What goes around, comes around If you sleep you won't know
A very small world Where beef, never ends At the time you least expect it I'ma see you again
It's a small world You get away with it now Soon enough it catches up to you Someway, somehow
It's a small world Watch what you do
I'm going to see you again Uh-huh, I'm going to see you again, nigga Uh-huh, going to see you again, nigga, yeah

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mountaindew

Thats right Nukka! You REAP WHAT YOU SOW. You're **** stupid for robbin this me for a grand. You must be a ****head, robbin dudes for a Gee-stack. ****, I'd wipe my **** with a grand! You can run but you can't hide. I know right where you clockin at. And I know right where you rest your head, Nukka. So just like you have them fiend look-outs when you clockin' on Conkey Ave between Ave C and Ave D, you best have some lookouts when you sleepin' cause "At the time you least expect it Im gonna see you again". 1. My Grandfather always told me, "Never bring a knife to a gunfight." 2. My Father always told me, "A real man always uses his hands to fight." In light of those lessons, I'll do my best to always practice what I was taught by two respected men. I need my HANDS to carry that AUTOMATIC. Get the drift, Nukka?

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