Deja Vu
Nas Lyrics


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Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me
While, funny style niggaz roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the
Pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
Heres A Toast to my Foes, Trees, & Women
Deja Vu
It's Like A Whole New Beginning...
Too much thugs and alcohol, what a mixture
Just picture... ya life as a whole judged in court with convictions
They telling u your state of mind, like you worthless
So he curses, his moms saying Bible Verses
That's all she works with
But miracles, neva leave the churches
Instead, it hits the pockets of the Preacher just to purchase...
A house, with a swimming pool
Labels me a sinning fool
I'm just a nigga who inherited a winning jewel
To be a trendsetter, wheneva sub-ject to respect...

Ballin coats settles, slowin inside a glass kettle
There's a Lee-V on my T.V,
Lifestyles of living easy
Got my crew tense, plottin to gips... to get whips... with V.V.'s
Pushing cakes... new and erect is what ten plates
Celebrating and Elevation in the seeds that we make...
So How You Like That?
Heres A Toast to my Foes, Trees, & Women
Deja Vu
It's Like A Whole New Beginning...
Escobar life... gems of raw Tims
Gators for pretty boy haters
In Vegas with chicks trickin fortunes
I'm glistening... Hells of cops whistling
Still I'm drifting in...
In a high, blunts is like insulin
95' I drive high zoning
Stash box zoning my trunk, I flash not... teeth golden
Look at me now Ma
Blowin but how far?
Cars, Cash, and Bitches got me out more
And things you never dreamed I can vouch for
Snake niggas, slither on the A of lights
I ain't a Christian, but I find that we pray alike
Neva no one to ask for the time to a saint
A mask and 9, I think... will make my problems sink
Down on Canal, similar to how we drink
Distinct diamonds flooded sfinx shines on my links...




Drug money, snortin bitches, in the end of times
Got my 9, till I flatline... Nigga Give Me Mine!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Nas's song Deja Vu touch on themes such as the struggle for success and wealth, the dangers of the street lifestyle, and the cyclical nature of crime and incarceration. In the first verse, Nas describes his rise to fame and his ambition to leave a lasting impact on the world. He acknowledges the potential for violence and chaos in the wake of his death, a reality that many young men of color face. Nas also touches on the corrupting influence of the legal system, which can make criminals out of innocent people and tear families apart.


The second verse of the song focuses more on the daily struggles of life in the inner city. Nas paints a grim picture of poverty, drug use, and violence, but also highlights the resilience and strength of people who are just trying to survive. He contrasts the wealth and status of those who succeed in the traditional sense with the struggles of those who must fight just to get by. The final verse returns to Nas's personal story, describing his own success and its impact on his life. He grapples with the knowledge that his success has come at a cost, and that he may never be able to escape the dangers of his past.


Overall, Deja Vu is a powerful reflection on the realities of life in America's inner cities. Nas combines vivid imagery and clever wordplay with deep emotion, creating a portrait of a world that is both bleak and beautiful.


Line by Line Meaning

Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
In the flashy world of fame and fortune, I am here to make a statement and leave my mark


I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
I have a vision and a message to spread far and wide, like sowing seeds to start a revolution


When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
Once I am gone, the powers that be will try to silence my message, but it will only grow stronger


To conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
The cycle of violence and injustice will continue if we don't stand up and fight for what is right


Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Being a target of the system, I am forced to live in hiding and betray my principles, while they offer me bribes to snitch on others


Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
The same system that incarcerates my loved ones tries to deceive me with false promises and manipulations


Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
I may indulge in luxurious habits, but I remain armed and vigilant, always aware of the dangers around me


I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me
Although my lifestyle may seem rough and gritty, my actions are authentic and honest, and I have no remorse


While, funny style niggaz roll in the pile
Some people may fake their success and pretend to be something they are not, just to fit in and impress others


Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Those who play with fire and disrespect the law will end up in prison, with their freedom and dignity stripped away


Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the
Some people may appear tough and fearless, but deep down they are scared and insecure, using drugs and sex as a distraction


Pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife
Material possessions and social status are only temporary pleasures that can never satisfy the soul


It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in
The cycle of incarceration and recidivism is a vicious circle that traps many people in a spiral of poverty and despair


Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
Some people may choose a life of crime and violence, not realizing that it will only bring them more pain and suffering


From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Life is unpredictable and full of surprises, from the moment we are born until we die


Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
Violence and death are unfortunately part of our culture and society, and we often glorify them instead of condemning them


Heres A Toast to my Foes, Trees, & Women
I raise a glass to all those who oppose me, to the beauty of nature, and to the strength and wisdom of women


Deja Vu
This feeling of familiarity and repetition is haunting me, as I see the same patterns of violence and oppression around me


It's Like A Whole New Beginning...
Despite the struggles and setbacks, I see every day as a new opportunity to learn, grow, and make a difference


Too much thugs and alcohol, what a mixture
The combination of violence and substance abuse is a deadly cocktail that can lead to disaster


Just picture... ya life as a whole judged in court with convictions
Imagine your entire existence being reduced to a list of crimes and flaws, as judged by a flawed and biased justice system


They telling u your state of mind, like you worthless
They try to manipulate and control your thoughts and emotions, to make you feel powerless and insignificant


So he curses, his moms saying Bible Verses
Feeling angry and frustrated, he rebels against the religious values and traditions that his mother tries to impose on him


That's all she works with
His mother's faith is the only source of hope and comfort she has, in a world that is hostile and cruel


But miracles, neva leave the churches
Despite the flaws and controversies of organized religion, people still cling to their faith and seek divine intervention and guidance


Instead, it hits the pockets of the Preacher just to purchase...
Unfortunately, some religious leaders use their influence and power for their own personal gain and greed, instead of helping the needy and the oppressed


A house, with a swimming pool
They may use their ill-gotten gains to indulge in luxurious and ostentatious displays of wealth and status


Labels me a sinning fool
Those who are critical of his lifestyle and choices may judge him unfairly and call him derogatory names


I'm just a nigga who inherited a winning jewel
Despite the obstacles and hardships he faced, he has the talent, ambition, and resilience to succeed and make a name for himself


To be a trendsetter, wheneva sub-ject to respect...
He wants to be a role model and an inspiration to others, to show that it is possible to rise above adversity and achieve greatness


Ballin coats settles, slowin inside a glass kettle
He enjoys the finer things in life, such as expensive clothes and luxury cars, but he also knows how to savor the moment and appreciate simple pleasures


There's a Lee-V on my T.V, Lifestyles of living easy
He watches TV shows that glamorize wealth and success, and dreams of reaching that level of fame and fortune


Got my crew tense, plottin to gips... to get whips... with V.V.'s
His friends and associates are also ambitious and competitive, trying to outdo each other in acquiring expensive cars and jewelry


Pushing cakes... new and erect is what ten plates
He deals drugs to earn money and gain power, and tries to expand his empire by recruiting new customers and distributors


Celebrating and Elevation in the seeds that we make...
He takes pride in his accomplishments and achievements, and sees every step of his journey as a validation of his worth


So How You Like That?
He challenges his critics and enemies to confront him and see for themselves that he is not to be underestimated or dismissed


Escobar life... gems of raw Tims
He admires the notorious drug lord Pablo Escobar, and adopts his style and swagger, wearing expensive and exotic Timberland boots


Gators for pretty boy haters
He wears alligator-skin shoes to show off his wealth and status, and to provoke envy and resentment from those who are less fortunate


In Vegas with chicks trickin fortunes
He indulges in gambling and womanizing, trying to impress and seduce beautiful women with his charm and charisma


I'm glistening... Hells of cops whistling
He wears flashy jewelry that sparkles and shines, attracting attention and admiration, but also suspicion and scrutiny from the police


Still I'm drifting in...
Despite the risks and dangers, he keeps pushing the limits and seeking new thrills and adventures


In a high, blunts is like insulin
He smokes marijuana to relax and relieve stress, like a medicine that helps him cope with the pressures of his lifestyle


95' I drive high zoning
He drives under the influence of drugs, putting his life and others' lives in danger, but he feels invincible and confident


Stash box zoning my trunk, I flash not... teeth golden
He hides his drugs and weapons in secret compartments of his car, trying to avoid detection and arrest, but he still flaunts his expensive dental work


Look at me now Ma
Despite his mother's warnings and fears, he has made a name for himself and achieved some measure of success and fame


Blowin but how far?
He wonders how long his luck and fortune will last, and whether he will ever find true happiness and fulfillment


Cars, Cash, and Bitches got me out more
He admits that his materialistic and hedonistic lifestyle has brought him some satisfaction and pleasure, but also loneliness and emptiness


And things you never dreamed I can vouch for
He has experienced things that many people can only imagine or envy, but he also knows the price and the downside of his choices


Snake niggas, slither on the A of lights
He is surrounded by people who are jealous, fake, and treacherous, ready to betray him for their own gain or pleasure


I ain't a Christian, but I find that we pray alike
Despite his lack of religious affiliation, he sees the common humanity and spirituality in all people, and hopes for a better future for all


Neva no one to ask for the time to a saint
He feels alone and abandoned at times, with no one to turn to for guidance or support


A mask and 9, I think... will make my problems sink
He tries to solve his problems and conflicts with violence and intimidation, using a gun and a mask to hide his identity and intentions


Down on Canal, similar to how we drink
He remembers the good times and the camaraderie of his youth, when he used to hang out with his friends and drink on Canal Street


Distinct diamonds flooded sfinx shines on my links...
He wears expensive jewelry that dazzles and impresses, a symbol of his power and confidence


Drug money, snortin bitches, in the end of times
He admits that his wealth and success are based on illegal activities and exploitation, and that he indulges in drugs and promiscuity as a way to cope with his guilty conscience


Got my 9, till I flatline... Nigga Give Me Mine!
He is always armed and ready to defend himself and his interests, and demands respect and recognition from those who oppose him or doubt him




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[Verse 1]
Through the lights, cameras and action, glamour, glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin' savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisons my son
Smoke a gold leaf, I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm raunchy, but things I do is real, it never haunts me
While, funny style niggas roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Rikers Isle
Holdin’ weed inside they pussy
With they minds on the pretty things in life
Gettin' props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, niggas come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back and do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, I presume the unpredictable
Gun salute life rapidly, that's the ritual

[Hook]
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginning...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginning...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginning...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginning...

[Verse 2]
Blunts, thugs and alcohol; what a mixture
Just picture, your life as a whole judged in court, they convict ya
They tellin' you your state of mind like you worthless
So he curses, his mom sayin' Bible verses, that's all she works with
But miracles never leave the churches
Instead, it hits the pockets of the preacher just to purchase
A house with a swimming pool, labels me a sinnin' fool
I'm just a nigga who inherited a winnin' jewel
To be a trendsetter, whenever subject to
Respect this and all respect due is the essential
To street life, hustlin’, the struggle, broke ghettos
Boilin' coke settles slow inside a glass kettle
Darren Levy on my TV, lifestyles of livin' easy
Got my crew tense, plottin’ up gyps to get whips with BB's
Pushin' cakes, knew anorexics with ten plates
Celebratin' elevation in the seeds that we make
So How You Like That?

[Hook]
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginning...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginning...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginning...
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women
(Déjà Vu)
It's like a whole new beginning...

[Verse 3]
Escobar life, gems and raw Timbs
Gators for pretty boy haters
In Vegas with chicks trickin’ fortunes
I'm glistenin', housing cops whistlin'
Still I'm driftin' in a high, blunts is like insulin
95-I, I drive high, zonin'
Stash box zone in my trunk, I flash knots, teeth golden
Look at me now, Ma, blowin’, but how far?
Cars, cash and bitches got me out more
And things you never dreamed I could vouch for
Snake niggas slither on they A-alikes
I ain't a Christian, but I find that we pray alike
Never the one to ask for the time to a saint
A mask and nine, I think, will make my problems sink
Down a canal, similar to how we drink
Distinct diamond-flooded Sphinx shines on my links
Drug money, snortin’ bitches, in the end of times
Got my nine, 'til I flatline, nigga, gimme mine

[Repeated outro]
Déjà vu....



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@MinnesotaLG

if you know this song you've been blessed

@cj-ie6gl

real shit haha

@ChiTownBF3

real talk, i just found this and glad i did.

@TennAkeySAINT

Minnesota agreed. His best Imo.

@dcnado8

man your right..much respect to you ..God bless!

@DonBienveRosario15

Salute

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@justinchristian1926

This song sounds like a memory..

@kv51m7

Memories that keep appearing in your mind everytime u listen

@xperiagalvez2398

Realest comment on here

@dylanjacobs8274

Deja vu

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