No Idea's Original
J.Period & Nas Lyrics

No idea's original, there's nothing new under the sun
The concept of originality does not exist; everything has already been done before.

It's never what you do, but how it's done
The way in which something is done is more important than what is being done.

What you base your happiness around? Material, women, and large paper
If your happiness is dependent on money, women, or material possessions, then you are inferior and not truly successful.

If niggas could look inside my mind, you'll find Where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes Go to the center, enter with caution, past the brain cell graveyard Where weed's responsible for memory loss
If people could see the darkest corners of my mind, they would find all the secrets I keep. These secrets are buried deep beneath wealth and luxury. However, caution should be exercised when looking too deeply, as the cost is often memory loss.

Let's witness the horrific, the stench'll make you nauseous See what I seen every day I live with this torture Lightin' spliffs up to stay high like 24 hours Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower
The lifestyle I live is awful, and it is not for the faint of heart. It is so bad that it may cause nausea. However, I am used to it and do what I can to stay high all the time. I even sleep with my gun for protection and wash with it in the shower.

My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills demons Long as I'm still breathin' I'm still winnin', I'll teach 'em
My words have power, they can excite women and motivate them. My words can also destroy demons. As long as I am alive, I will always be victorious and share my knowledge with others.

And this was goin' on in every New York ghetto Kids listened, Five Percenters said it's pork in Jell-o We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time difference On a different coast, but we share the same sunlight
Everyone in the New York ghettos was living through the same struggles. Even though there may be slight differences between each person's experiences, we all share the same sunlight and basic human desires for success.

You're part of the world, might be like colors and gangs While on my side, brothers'll murder for different things But it all revolves around drugs, fame, and shorties Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
Even though we come from different parts of the world, we all face similar issues with violence, gangs, and desires for wealth and fame. These desires can lead to dangerous situations where you might be robbed or killed for what you have.

The chain be like a hundred K Shining since Roxanne Shante' made 'Runaway'; that's been a minute Genesis is deep, my features are that of a God It's not a facade, it's a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My chain is worth a lot of money and has been in style for a long time. My genetics make me look like a god, and it's not just an act. Other rappers want to be me.

My Exodus doesn't exist, I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my mind Even with sleep I'm duckin nines in my dreams Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I think it would change Can't hide when you famous or even try to do the same things
I will never really leave the streets or my old way of life, as it's always on my mind. Even in my dreams, I'm still dodging bullets. I can't escape my past, even if I become famous. People will always be watching me, and I can't act the same way as before.

Like, somebody's always watching My life before I, walk out the door I size up every option Eyes cut every direction, it's like God or guns Which is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I feel like someone is always watching me and I am constantly on guard. Before I leave my house, I assess every possible situation and am always alert. It's hard to decide which is better protection: relying on oneself or carrying a weapon for safety.

I mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled Headline reading 'Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin''
People want to see me fail or end up in jail. They are deceived by the material possessions that come with being a rapper, but they fail to see the risks and danger that come with it. The headlines could eventually read that I was killed by a shooter.