Made You Look
Nas Lyrics


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Bravehearts

Uh, uh, uh, now let's get it all in perspective
For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all can step wit'
Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't Five-O, y'all know it's Nas-Yo
Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro
Only describe us as soldier survivors
Stay laced in the best, well dressed with finesse
In a white tee lookin' for wifey
Thug girl who fly and talks so nicely
Put her in the coupe so she can feel the nice breeze
We can drive through the city no doubt
But don't say my car's topless, say the titties is out
Newness here's the Anthem
Put your hand up that you shoot with, count your loot wit'
Push the pool stick in your new crib, same hand that you hoop with
Swing around like you stupid, king o'the town, yeah I been that
You know I click-clack where you and your mens at?
Do the Smurf, do the Wop, Baseball Bat
Rooftop like we bringing '88 back

They shootin', Aw made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Gettin' Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?

They shootin', Aw made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Gettin' Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?

This ain't rappin', this is Street-Hop
Now get up off your ass like your seat's hot
My live niggas lit up the reefer
Trunk o'the car, we got the street sweeper
Don't start none, won't be none
No reason for your mans to panic
You don't want to see no ambulances
Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup
That's the way you get Timberland'd up
Let the music diffuse all the tension
Baller convention, free admission
Hustlers, dealers and killers can move swift
Girls get close, you can feel where the tool's kept
All my just comin' homeys, parolees
Get money, leave the beef alone slowly
Get out my face, you people so phoney
Pull out my waist, the eagle fo-forty

They shootin', Aw made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Gettin' Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?

They shootin', Aw made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Gettin' Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?

Bravehearts

I see niggas runnin', yo my mood is real rude
I lay you out, show you what steel do
Mobsters don't box, my pump shot obliges
Every invitation to fight you punk hazas
Like Pun said, "You ain't even en mi clasa!"
Maybach Benz, back seat, T.V. plasma
Ladies lookin' for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, whatever you do
Make sure he a thug and intelligent too
Like a real thoroughbred is, show me love
Lemme feel how the head is
Females whose the sexiest is always the nastiest

And I like a little sassiness, a lotta class
Mommy reach in your bag, pass the fifth




I'm a leader, at last this a don you wit'
My nines'll spit, niggas loose consciousness

Overall Meaning

In "Made You Look," Nas raps about his status as a rap king and his success in the industry. He asserts that he's been appointed to bring "rap justice" and that he's not a police officer but quite the opposite. Nas boasts about his superior taste in clothing and his exceptional tastes in alcohol and marijuana. He shares that he's on the prowl for the perfect woman and that he enjoys driving around the city while she enjoys the breeze. Nas shifts the tone of the song when he starts talking about the violence that occurs in his neighbourhood. He urges people to put their hands up if they have ever shot someone and to count their money, indicating that they need to be smart about their criminal activity. Despite encouraging people to stay safe, Nas doesn't shy away from violence and instructs his listeners to knock a pimp's drink down to get him to fight, which could lead to the pimp being "Timberland'd up." Nas uses the lyrics to showcase his dominance and bring attention to the ongoing violence in his community while still enjoying the luxuries that come with his position in the rap industry.


"Made You Look" made its first appearance on Nas's 2002 album, "God's Son" and was released on Columbia Records. The song samples the guitar riff from the 1964 song "Apache" by The Shadows. Before 50 Cent's album "Get Rich or Die Tryin" was released in 2003, "Made You Look" was one of the songs that New York radio stations would continuously play. The song stayed on the Billboard Hot 100 chart for fifteen weeks, peaking at number fifty-five. It also reached number nine on the US Hip Hop and R&B Charts. The music video for "Made You Look" was directed by Benny Boom, and it featured cameos from Ludacris, T.I., Fat Joe, Lil Jon, Diddy, and a young Pharrell Williams. The opening scene of the video is an homage to the 1980's hip-hop movie "Wildstyle." The song was also featured as a playable track on the video game Saints Row IV.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh, uh, uh, now let's get it all in perspective
Nas sets the tone for his song by telling his listeners to calm down and pay attention to his words.


For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all can step wit'
This song was made for the enjoyment of everyone listening and it's a song that you can step or dance to.


Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice
Nas feels responsible to bring justice to the art of rap music.


But I ain't Five-O, y'all know it's Nas-Yo
Unlike the police, Nas is not looking to stop the fun. Nas is the one bringing the good times.


Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro
Nas is enjoying himself with a strong vodka and a lot of marijuana.


Only describe us as soldier survivors
Nas and his crew are survivors, like soldiers who have made it through a tough battle.


Stay laced in the best, well dressed with finesse
Nas and his group dress well and they do so with style.


In a white tee lookin' for wifey
Nas is looking for a nice girl that he can call his wife. He is dressed casually in a white t-shirt.


Thug girl who fly and talks so nicely
Nas wants a girl who has street smarts, is beautiful, and can hold a good conversation.


Put her in the coupe so she can feel the nice breeze
Nas is taking his girl for a ride in his two-seater car so that she can enjoy the breeze on her face.


We can drive through the city no doubt
Nas and his girl are free to drive through the city without any worries.


But don't say my car's topless, say the titties is out
Although Nas and his girl may be enjoying themselves and feeling good, he doesn't want anyone to say that because the top is down, they are showing off their bodies.


Newness here's the Anthem
This is the new, hot song that everyone should be singing.


Put your hand up that you shoot with, count your loot wit'
Put your hand up if you just got paid and let's talk about all of the cash we're making.


Push the pool stick in your new crib, same hand that you hoop with
Go home and play pool in your new house. Use the pool stick like you would a basketball, by letting it roll down the back of your hand as you shoot.


Swing around like you stupid, king o'the town, yeah I been that
Act like you're the boss and have fun doing it like Nas does.


You know I click-clack where you and your mens at?
Nas and his crew have weapons and they will use them if they feel threatened.


Do the Smurf, do the Wop, Baseball Bat
These are various dance moves that Nas and his group like to do while having fun.


Rooftop like we bringing '88 back
Rooftop parties were popular in the 80s and Nas is bringing back that era.


They shootin', Aw made you look
Someone is shooting and calling for someone's attention.


You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Nas is the master of his craft and if you're listening to his song, you're a slave to what he has to say.


Gettin' Big money, playboy your time's up
People who are getting rich quickly will eventually run out of time.


Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?
Who are the real gangsters and where are the attractive women?


This ain't rappin', this is Street-Hop
Nas isn't just rapping, he's creating street music that people can dance to.


Now get up off your ass like your seat's hot
Get up and dance like you're at a club.


My live niggas lit up the reefer
Nas and his friends are having a good time smoking marijuana.


Trunk o'the car, we got the street sweeper
Nas and his crew have a shotgun in the trunk of their car.


Don't start none, won't be none
If you don't cause any problems, you won't get any in return.


No reason for your mans to panic
There's no use in panicking if there's no reason to be afraid.


You don't want to see no ambulances
If you continue to push someone's buttons, you risk getting hurt.


Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup
If you want to start something with a pimp, knock over his drink in his special cup.


That's the way you get Timberland'd up
This is how you start a fight and end up in your Timberland boots.


Let the music diffuse all the tension
The music can help calm everyone down and stop any potential violence.


Baller convention, free admission
Nas and his friends are having a party and everyone is invited.


Hustlers, dealers and killers can move swift
People who move fast and efficiently are often dangerous or troublemakers.


Girls get close, you can feel where the tool's kept
Women who get close to Nas and his group can feel the weapons they have on them.


All my just comin' homeys, parolees
Nas welcomes his friends who just got out of jail.


Get money, leave the beef alone slowly
Make some money and don't get involved in any drama.


Get out my face, you people so phoney
Nas doesn't want to be associated with people who are fake.


Pull out my waist, the eagle fo-forty
Nas will pull out his gun and use it if necessary.


They shootin', Aw made you look
Someone is shooting and calling for someone's attention.


You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Nas is the master of his craft and if you're listening to his song, you're a slave to what he has to say.


Gettin' Big money, playboy your time's up
People who are getting rich quickly will eventually run out of time.


Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?
Who are the real gangsters and where are the attractive women?




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JEREMIAH PATRICK LORDAN, NASIR JONES, SALAAM REMI GIBBS

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Keeping the streak

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March 22

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“Like Pun said, you ain’t even in mi clasa”
Amazing line.

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The beat still hits as hard as the first time you ever heard it.

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