Rewind
Nas Lyrics


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Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair done
Pull up a chair hon' and put it in the air son
Dog, whatever they call you, god, just listen
I spit a story backwards, it starts at the ending

The bullet goes back in the gun
The bullet hole's closing this chest of a nigga
Now he back to square one
Screaming, "Shoot don't please"
I put my fifth back on my hip
It's like a VCR rewinding a hit
He put his hands back on his bitch
My caravan doors open up
I jumped back in the van and closed it shut
Going reverse, slowly prepared
My nigga Jungle utters out something crazy like, "Go he there"
Sitting in back of this chair, we hitting the roach
The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth
Jungle unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar
The blunt turns back into a cigar
We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans
Spinnin records backwards of AC/DC
I give my niggas dap, jump out the van back first
Back upstairs, took off the black shirt
I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear
Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear
The voice on the phone was like, "Outside right we"
So with my mouth wide, holding my heat
Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya
'Cause Jungle said, "Block your on enemies the"
Hung up the phone, then the phone rang
I'm laid in the bed thinking 'bout this pretty young thing
Who left, she came back, her clothes just fell to the rug
She fell to my bed and gave me a hug
I told her, "No hell"
She talking 'bout, "Me kiss"
Bobbed her head then spit the nut back in my dick
Started sucking with no hands, a whole lotta spit
Then got up and put her bra back on her tits
Got fully dressed and told me, "Stressed really I'm"
Picked up her Gucci bag and left her nigga behind
Walking through the door, she rang the bell twice
I vomited Vodka back in my glass with juice and ice
The clock went back from three, to two, to one
And that's about the time the story begun
That's when I first heard the voice mail on the cell
It said, "Son we found that nigga we gotta kill"

Hey yo son, hey yo son, you hear me, you hear me?
Listen man, this dude right on the block, right now, man
I found him, right now, I see him right now!
Let's kill him)





"Yo, this Nas, leave it. Peace"

Overall Meaning

Nas's song Rewind begins with the rapper, Nas, instructing the "gangstas and honeys with ya hair done" to listen closely to his story. He tells a story in reverse order, starting at the end and working his way back to the beginning. The first verse of the song paints a vivid picture of an act of violence, but it is told in reverse. The bullet goes back into the gun, the bullet hole closes, and the man who was once lying on the ground is back at square one. Nas's use of reverse storytelling is a unique approach to demonstrating the chaos and destruction that comes with violence. The rest of the song takes us back in time, detailing the events that led up to the act of violence.


Notably, Nas uses the concept of rewind throughout the entire song. He outlines various scenes and actions in reverse order, from the smoke going back into the blunt to the clock "rewinding" from three to one. Through this theme of rewinding, Nas shows how the consequences of violence can have a domino effect, with one action leading to another.


Overall, Nas's Rewind is a powerful story that showcases the consequences of violence, using clever, creative storytelling techniques. It is a warning against the dangers of violent actions and a reminder that the impact of such actions can last long after they are committed.


Line by Line Meaning

Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair done
Attention all gangsters and attractive ladies with their hair styled


Pull up a chair hon' and put it in the air son
Take a seat and get comfortable


Dog, whatever they call you, god, just listen
Hey man, whatever your name is, just listen up


I spit a story backwards, it starts at the ending
I'm going to tell a story in reverse chronological order


The bullet goes back in the gun
The bullet returns to the gun


The bullet hole's closing this chest of a nigga
The bullet wound on this man's chest is healing up


Now he back to square one
He's back to where he started


Screaming, "Shoot don't please"
He's begging to not be shot


I put my fifth back on my hip
I return my gun to my holster


It's like a VCR rewinding a hit
It's like rewinding a popular movie on a VCR


He put his hands back on his bitch
He embraces his female companion again


My caravan doors open up
The doors of my van open


I jumped back in the van and closed it shut
I quickly jumped back into the van and shut the doors


Going reverse, slowly prepared
We start moving backwards and slowly get ready


My nigga Jungle utters out something crazy like, "Go he there"
My friend Jungle says something wild like, "Go over there"


Sitting in back of this chair, we hitting the roach
We're sitting in the back seat smoking weed


The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth
The smoke returns to the blunt and the blunt grows larger


Jungle unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar
Jungle puts his weed back in the jar and rolls up the blunt


The blunt turns back into a cigar
The blunt transforms back into a cigar


We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans
We listen to Stevie Wonder, but it sounds like heavy metal to us


Spinnin records backwards of AC/DC
We're playing AC/DC records backwards


I give my niggas dap, jump out the van back first
I give my friends a handshake and jump out of the van backwards


Back upstairs, took off the black shirt
I go back upstairs and take off my black shirt


I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear
I'm in my house, holding the phone to my ear


Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear
Listen carefully so you can understand the story


The voice on the phone was like, "Outside right we"
The person on the phone said, "He's outside to your right"


So with my mouth wide, holding my heat
I open my mouth in shock and grip my gun tightly


Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya
I have plenty of bullets to shoot with, enough for you


'Cause Jungle said, "Block your on enemies the"
Jungle warned me to be on the lookout for my enemies


Hung up the phone, then the phone rang
I hang up the phone, and it rings again


I'm laid in the bed thinking 'bout this pretty young thing
I'm laying in bed thinking about a beautiful woman


Who left, she came back, her clothes just fell to the rug
A woman left and came back, her clothes falling off on the rug


She fell to my bed and gave me a hug
She fell onto my bed and hugged me


I told her, "No hell"
I tell her, "No thanks"


She talking 'bout, "Me kiss"
She's saying, "Kiss me"


Bobbed her head then spit the nut back in my dick
She performs oral sex and then spits out what was in her mouth


Started sucking with no hands, a whole lotta spit
She starts giving oral sex without using her hands, with lots of saliva


Then got up and put her bra back on her tits
She gets up and puts her bra back on


Got fully dressed and told me, "Stressed really I'm"
She gets dressed and tells me she's really stressed


Picked up her Gucci bag and left her nigga behind
She picks up her expensive bag and leaves her boyfriend behind


Walking through the door, she rang the bell twice
As she walks out, she rings the doorbell twice


I vomited Vodka back in my glass with juice and ice
I throw up some of my drink back into my glass with juice and ice


The clock went back from three, to two, to one
The clock goes backwards from three o'clock to two o'clock to one o'clock


And that's about the time the story begun
That's the moment when the story started


That's when I first heard the voice mail on the cell
That's when I first listened to the voicemail on my cellphone


It said, "Son we found that nigga we gotta kill"
The message said, "We found that guy we have to kill"


"Yo, this Nas, leave it. Peace"
Nas decides to end the story and says goodbye




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: LILLIAN HARDIN ARMSTRONG, RICK RUBIN

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