Come Get Me
DJ Premier & Nas Lyrics

And as a special treat this evening
Introducing the next performance.

I have asked America's foremost young poet
The next rapper is the most talented.

To read his latest poem for us
The rapper will perform his new song.

Ladies and gentlemen, Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus
Here comes the famous rapper Nas.

Everybody watch him
Everyone pay attention to his performance.

We-we-we came a long way
We have come a long way despite the challenges.

Power and crime, the thugs slinging powder and dimes
The streets are ruled by power and crime, drug dealers are selling drugs.

Twenties of D, is yo' niggas wilder than mine?
Are your drug dealers more aggressive than mine?

My niggas bust nines, puff lye and stick up cowards
My people are armed, smoke weed, and rob weaklings.

For they shine, you resist, then you push up flowers
If you resist, your fate will be in a coffin.

I'm like Luca Brasi, Vito's best hit-man
I am like a hitman from Godfather: deadly and reliable.

That's 'Godfather' shit, back seat, next lit plans
Nothing can beat Godfather's level of brutality and his plan to kill.

Revolvers spit, I'm too tough to bargain with
I use guns, and negotiation is not an option.

And you don't want the God to pull up the cars that's sick
You don't want me to bring my best weapons with me.

Arms and wrists are lit up, Queensbridge Kings
My people's arms are loaded with jewelry and guns.

Plaques awards applause when I do my thing
People appreciate and acknowledge my success and talent.

Streets are black as midnight, the concrete gray
The streets in Queensbridge are dark and gloomy.

With stains of blood and germ and piss all day
The streets are dirty and contaminated.

Come on the ave, get sized up, plus appraised
Come to the avenue and get evaluated.

Duck and pray that my guns don't bust your way
Stay hidden and pray that I don't find you.

Niggas with names, living off reputation
People who are famous survive on reputation.

Sometimes gotta remind you ain't nothing changing
Sometimes I have to remind people that the situation will not change.

If you ill come get me, cause I ain't runnin
If you want to fight me, I won't run away.

If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin
If you are armed, we will both be prepared to fight.

Come get me if you real, cause I ain't scared
If you are brave, come fight me because I am not afraid.

It's all fair in love and war
Anything can happen in a fight, regardless of what is fair.

And I'm well prepared
I am prepared for any battle.

You don't like me clown? Now you wanna take me down?
Do you hate me and want to fight me now?

If I bring my face around, you gon' do what? You butt
If I show up, what are you going to do? You chicken.

Your crew knew I blew up, I been shining, baseball diamonds
Your people know that I am successful and wealthy.

Dick rings for your chicklings
Women like me and my success, not you.

Niggaz know what my nine pearl handle's about
People know that I am armed and dangerous.

Fuck you say girlie mouth? Get it krunk like the Dirty South
Shut up, weakling. Let's get rowdy like in the Dirty South.

And I know you see me flossed out, multi-milli-I
You see that I am rich and well-dressed.

Hear your bitch talk about me, you give her the cold eye?
You dislike me because your woman talks about my success.

Girls dig you, imagine what she feel for me?
Women like you, but they love me.

You make hot songs, but she know you steal from me
You make good music, but your girlfriend knows that you copy me.

Who I'll as me? I wild on haters in album three
Who can stop me? I fought back against my haters on my third album.

Next level, I take y'all niggas to 3-D
I am about to advance to the next level, and you can't keep up.

Can't find a nigga shook from Queens
I am not scared of anyone from Queens.

I'll be with the most grimy killers
I associate with the most dangerous criminals.

(what nigga) and they all look clean
They appear clean and innocent despite their criminal activities.

Who put bombs underneath cars, if you want beef then start
Whoever placed bombs under cars wanted a fight.

Your next stop is to the graveyard
Your fate is to end up in the cemetery.

You too feminine to kill again, jail got you soft
You are weak and scared to kill again because of your time in jail.

You talk but you scared to go back up North
You talk tough, but you are scared to return to the North where I'm from.

Keep your face twisted, but you don't really want nothing
You look angry but are too weak to fight.

Talk a bunch of shit motherfucker and stop fronting
You talk a lot but don't back it up with action.

You don't wanna flip again, and sell drugs again
You don't want to go back to selling drugs.

Be on the run again, catch you at the Comfort Inn
You will have to run again, and I'll find you at a hotel.

Shoot up your door, bust in on you and your whore
My people will shoot your door, break in, and attack you and your lover.

Put y'all in bags, clean the blood off of the floor
We'll put you both in body bags and clean up the blood.

So play tough, I want y'all to get out of line
Continue to act tough, and I want you to cross the line.

I got nines, every color shape and design
I have multiple guns of every size and type.

I sent killers every race to put one in your spine
I send assassins of every ethnicity to kill you.

Two in your ear, get your crew, who do I fear?
Shoot in both of your ears, and I still won't be scared of your crew.

Nobody never get involved and none of em dying
No one will interfere, and nobody will survive.

I think like you do, roll with about two irons
I think like you and am also armed with two guns.

Catch me flying, high in the aircraft wining
You can find me flying high on my private jet, celebrating my wealth.

And dining, you die, then we laugh, you bitch-ass
I'll eat and drink, and then laugh when you die, coward.

? to gauze up, your stab wounds
Receive first aid for your stab wounds.

While I'm getting head, in a Lear jet, bathroom
While I am receiving oral sex on my private jet's bathroom.

With all my goons, all my ice, and suitcases
With all my armed men, jewelry, and luggage.

Full of paper, not money it's bank statements
My luggage is full of bank statements, not just cash.

The Illmatic that explains how we rock
The album Illmatic describes how we live.

Yachts and co-ops, we buy the hood and sell you a block
We buy property and sell it to you for profit.

Ladies and gentlemen..
The performance is over.