Wave Gods
Nas A$AP Rocky DJ Premier Lyrics
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Come on, get on, get some
Listen close as I prove my point
We do our thing, son (yeah)
Hold up and analyze (who want something?)
Come on, get on, get some
Listen close as I prove my point
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up (yeah)
No comparison, we more solid than they are (uh)
Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr (uh)
Me and Flacko, they say we the new Wave Gods
Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God (yeah)
Wake up out the bed scruffy, sparkin' my J
Shine my nickel-plated then I'm startin' my day
My old lady call me baby, told her, "Pardon my age"
Twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs
We goin' home like Eric Cartman, chromosomes on my conscience
Hear some niggas talkin' nonsense, call up Nasty Nastradamus
Rock the pearls and diamonds, break your promise, break her wallets
Break her heart and break the pockets, taking notes like guidance counsellors
Aristocrat just like the Chancellor, the answer to the, uh, panhandlers
The corners with the mans is up, the jig is up, the scams is up
Yeah, they hands is up, lookin' in the crowd, yeah
Tryna fuck the world but my pants still up
Tryna invest to all my Gs before we rest in peace
Before we rest in peace
The rest is set, the record set, as soon as I release
The room is streets, I roam the streets with no security
They know a nigga overseas, uh
Kind of swag that's passed from your mom and dad
Prada bags and we cheesin' on them Calvin ads (yeah, yeah)
Might've peeped the billboards fifty feet when out in traffic
No comparison, we more solid than they are
Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr
Me and Flacko, they say we the new Wave Gods
Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God
Hold up and analyze (yeah, A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal)
Come on, get on, get some
Call up Nasty Nas, niggas hit the lick like, ah, ah, ah
Wake up out the bed, wrap my durag up
Say a prayer, I'm thankin' God that mom dukes had us
Monotone style like Guru on some Preemo cuts
Crewneck by McQueen, go nuts
Jewels over my white hoodie like Juvie in '9-8
It's movies that I make, Peruvian white flake
It tore the community at a high rate, adversity I faced
I roll my own gas to make sure that it's not laced
Damn, I used to hit the block hopin' they see me
Watchin' Video Music Box, sittin' close to the TV
I was inspired by Whodini and Kool G
Got my first pair of Js, thought I was 2-3 (Air)
Invest in all my Gs before we rest in peace
'Cause we sure to rest in peace
My shorty is a piece, a piece of mind, a dimepiece
I might buy her a piece of property
You might've had some joints, but ain't nothin' like me and Rocky seen
Yeah, no comparison, we more solid than they are
Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr
Me and Flacko, they say we the new Wave Gods
Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God
Come on, get on, get some (yeah, A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal)
We do our thing, son
Listen close as I prove my point
Tell Hit we got a hit ayy, ayy
Tell Hit we got a hit, ah
Call up Nasty Nas, niggas hit the lick like, ah, ah, ah
The song "Wave Gods" by Nas, A$AP Rocky, and DJ Premier opens with a call to analyze and listen closely. The lyrics discuss the solidity of their music, with comparisons to Gang Starr and claims that they are the new wave gods. The song pays homage to Max B, who could be released from prison soon. The first verse is performed by Nas, who paints a picture of himself waking up and preparing for the day, with lines like "twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs." He also makes references to Eric Cartman, the chromosomes on his conscience, and guidance counselors. Nas ends the verse by discussing how he is trying to invest in his friends before they rest in peace.
A$AP Rocky opens the second verse by talking about waking up and thanking God for his mother. His monotone delivery and references to Guru and Kool G hint at his influences. Rocky also talks about tearing apart his community with drugs but is trying to make better by making sure his gas isn't laced. He mentions his love of music and being inspired by Whodini and Kool G. He ends the verse by discussing how he and Rocky are incomparable.
Line by Line Meaning
Hold up, and analyze
Pause for a moment and examine what's going on
Come on, get on, get some
Join in and participate in what's happening
Listen close as I prove my point
Pay close attention as I demonstrate my argument
(We do our thing, son) yeah
We excel at what we do and have confidence in that
No comparison, we more solid than they are (uh)
We're superior to them and more fundamentally sound
Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr (uh)
People compare us to the legendary rap duo Gang Starr
Me and Flacko, they say we the new wave gods
People consider us trailblazers and icons in the new generation of hip-hop
Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God (yeah)
A shoutout to Max B who may soon be released from prison
Wake up out the bed, scruffy, sparkin' my J
Starting the day with a joint while still looking rough
Shine my nickel-plated, then I'm startin' my day
Cleaning and polishing my gun before beginning my day
My old lady called me, "Baby," told her, "Pardon my age"
My significant other called me a endearing term but I apologized for my age
Twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs
The shotgun has a capacity for 12 rounds, like a carton of eggs
We goin' home like Eric Cartman, chromosomes on my conscience
Leaving with confidence like the South Park character Eric Cartman, while still aware of my own morality
Hear some niggas talkin' nonsese, call up Nasty Nastradamus
When hearing foolish talk, I call on Nas, who is known for his insightful lyrics
Rock the pearls and diamonds, break the promise, break her wallets
Wearing expensive jewelry and making women spend their money
Break her heart and break her pockets, takin' notes like guidance counselors
Taking advantage of women emotionally and financially, like a guidance counselor would take notes
Aristocrat like a chancellor, the answer to the, uh, panhandlers
Refined and sophisticated, like a chancellor of a university, and a solution for those in need on the streets
The corners with the mans is up, the jig is up, the scams is up
The people on the street corners are aware of the situation, the deception is exposed, and the schemes are finished
Yeah, they hands is up, lookin' in the crowd, yeah
Their hands are raised and they're looking at the surrounding people
Tryin' to invest to all my Gs before we rest in peace
Trying to invest in all my friends before we pass away
Before we rest in peace, the rest is set
Once we pass away, everything is settled
The record's set as soon as I release
The success of my work is determined as soon as I release it
The room is streets, I roam the streets with no security
The streets are my domain and I move through them without any protection
They know a nigga overseas, uh
People are aware of me even in other countries
Kinda swag that's passed from your mom and dad
Having a sense of style that is inherited from your parents
Prada bags and we cheesin' on them Calvin ads (yeah, yeah)
Carrying expensive purses and smiling in Calvin Klein advertisements
Might've peeped the billboards fifty feet when out in traffic (yeah, yeah)
Noticing advertisements while driving by them at high speeds
Starin' at a nigga's pictures, shit, you bound to crash (uh, yeah, yeah)
Looking at another person's photos can be distracting and dangerous while driving
A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal
The A$AP Mob is admired and popular with the masses
Tell Hit we got a hit, ayy, ayy
Let Hit-Boy know we have a successful song
Call up Nasty Nas, niggas hit the lick like ah, ah, ah
Get Nas involved and watch us make a lot of money
Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Written by: Chauncey Hollis Jr., Chris Martin, Nasir Jones, Rakim Mayers
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@dondavid6514
Why not let these "90s" rappers collab with the new gen rappers that still keep that lyricism alive?
Its a disrespect to think these new gen rappers dont keep hip hop alive
If yall really miss when hip-hop was rapping then
Westside boogie
Denzel Curry
JID
Isiah Rashad
IDK
EarthGang
Joey Bada$$
Westside Gunn
Little Simz
Would have been platinum and popping rn
But instead yall would rather not see the other side of the mountains of heap and trash
@cousinchris5851
I'm extremely grateful Nas didn't get killed back in the day and is still rapping at a high level today. Thank you for making this tragic ghetto life a bit more enjoyable.
@j-edgemusicpromotion
Fuego: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jV2KuGtICns
@jaroncasaquit-gomes695
Mad respect to Nas "The World Is Yours"
@nuggetz9380
🙏🙏🙏
@ttacking_you
You can definitely the hear the several decades of refinement he has on ASAP and, of course, that's no slight to the youth.
@FlexinGains
Facts man! Asap rocky was a young buck growing up in Harlem New York an area that wasn’t so pleasant at times and to think nas as well from the east coast how unique to come together knowing nas at this 25 yrs ago and has the heat still !
@newmanndhlovu4337
ASAP Rocky is like the middle child, fits into the new and old school rap.
@ryandarko2115
Yes he is. He came up very well
@wwchrome
Exactly why I love rocky.. I’m 21 n he inspires me to be open minded. Caught myself listening to young hov bout 2 days ago..Looking forward to ALL Smiles.
@LuchaGangsta
I feel joey badass and j cole kinda have that vibe at times, especially joey badass.