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I had bad chicks that blow cum bubbles like bubblegum
Plus they ass lick, summer house be sippin' rum
Layin' lazy in the recliner, couple days
In my ashtray, smoke signals from the haze
I stick my finger through it, the ring of smoke broke
That symbolize weak guys, pop the strong link off
The infrastructure caves in, amazin'
I ain't have to read The Art of War to slay men
Serve niggas, bird niggas speakin' reckless
When their momma love the kid's records I made
You gutless, you don't know struggle
Throw a couple slugs at you, hell grabs you
Nail stabs a hand of the Nasirine
I carried the cross to help you afford that plasma screen
Gave you chumps a path to walk, hold my hand
I'ma guide you like the OG, but don't talk, don't get it confused
Cause none'a y'all can fit in my shoes
Y'all made of chemicals, artificial actions
God'll forgive you bastards
Only if you repent to the Nazareth Savage

I squeeze nipples like pimples to get the puss, get it?
Form a crew, swallow forty cal' bullets after dinner's finished
Wash it down with a shot of tequila, pocket full'a scrilla
Can't come close to, Francis Copala, Samson -- no Delilah
You're pint-sized, I'm mic's eyes with the gladiator tattoos on it
You scared to look too long at, sit on a don's lap
Tell you a story shorty, spicy like lories
Chickenheads and orgies, criminals that draw heat in their late forties
Drug habits, love grabbin' kids up like yours
Sendin' you a picture of them in their drawers with black eyes
Savage guys, you hire Magnum PI's to bag up my guys
Said you was a thug with a good disguise, try to protect your cabbage
You're runnin' from the Nazareth Savage

Son's backward flows, they say mine is very scary
Smell fear like a canine that finds buried babies
And all of y'all wear that same aroma
How to blow on your eighth LP, I'll show ya
You're wack nigga, face it
In the history of the game, you have no placement
Liquor and weed just massacred their mind, or thee celebrity
Or they couldn't change with time, so now they run they mouth
But when the sun go south, them comes come out
My cavalry woulda been threw ten in your skin




Casualty you don't want to be, don't want it with me
Straight savage

Overall Meaning

In Nas's song "Nazareth Savage," the rapper presents himself as a tough and unapologetic figure. The first verse paints him as someone who is surrounded by attractive women who are willing to engage in sexual acts with him. He also talks about sitting back and lounging around while smoking weed. He then asserts his strength by claiming that he doesn't need to read Sun Tzu's "The Art of War"; instead, he is naturally capable of outsmarting and defeating his opponents. He dismisses those who criticize him, saying that they don't know anything about real struggle. He even evokes biblical imagery by referencing the crucifixion of Jesus Christ, claiming that he has carried the cross for others.


In the second verse, Nas talks about his violent tendencies. He compares squeezing women's nipples to popping pimples, which could be seen as an aggressive and degrading act. He also brags about forming a crew of people who are willing to do his bidding, no matter how violent or illegal. He references famous directors and biblical stories, all of which add to his image as a powerful and knowledgeable figure. Nas dismisses his critics once again, saying that their music is worthless and that they have no place in the history of the genre. He implies that many artists are either too distracted by vices like drugs and alcohol or are afraid to challenge those in power. However, Nas is not one of these people. He is a "savage," a leader who is not afraid to get his hands dirty and demand what he deserves.


Overall, "Nazareth Savage" is a song that celebrates and glorifies Nas's macho and aggressive persona. While some might argue that the song reinforces toxic and misogynistic attitudes towards women, others might view it as a defiant and powerful assertion of masculine energy. Regardless of one's interpretation, it's clear that Nas is presenting himself as someone who is not to be messed with.


Line by Line Meaning

I had bad chicks that blow cum bubbles like bubblegum
I used to date promiscuous women who would perform sexual acts such as blowing semen bubbles like it was bubblegum.


Plus they ass lick, summer house be sippin' rum
These women would also engage in anilingus and we would often enjoy drinking rum in my summer house.


Layin' lazy in the recliner, couple days
I would spend a couple of days being extremely lazy, lounging in my recliner.


In my ashtray, smoke signals from the haze
My ashtray was constantly filled with cigarette butts and the smoke that rose from them created a hazy atmosphere.


I stick my finger through it, the ring of smoke broke
I broke the ring of smoke by poking my finger through it, symbolizing my own strength compared to those who are weak.


That symbolize weak guys, pop the strong link off
Removing the strong link in a chain causes the whole structure to fall apart, just like how one weak person can be the downfall of a group.


The infrastructure caves in, amazin'
It's amazing to see how easily the infrastructure of a group or organization can fall apart due to one weak link.


I ain't have to read The Art of War to slay men
I didn't need to read Sun Tzu's 'The Art of War' to know how to defeat my enemies.


Serve niggas, bird niggas speakin' reckless
I serve those who disrespect me or speak recklessly about me.


When their momma love the kid's records I made
Even though my enemies' mothers may love my music, it doesn't stop them from speaking negatively about me.


You gutless, you don't know struggle
My enemies are weak and cowardly because they haven't experienced true struggle or hardship like I have.


Throw a couple slugs at you, hell grabs you
If you mess with me, expect retaliation in the form of bullets that will send you straight to hell.


Nail stabs, hand of the Nasirine
Just like how Jesus was crucified and nailed to the cross, I too have suffered and endured pain as a martyr for my beliefs.


I carried the cross to help you afford that plasma screen
My suffering has allowed me to pave the way for others to enjoy material possessions like plasma televisions.


Gave you chumps a path to walk, hold my hand
I've paved the way for those who were too weak or cowardly to make a path for themselves and I am willing to lead and guide them.


I'ma guide you like the OG, but don't talk, don't get it confused
I can guide and teach others like a wise old gangster, but they should not question me or mistake me for anything but a leader.


Cause none'a y'all can fit in my shoes
My experiences and struggles cannot be replicated by anyone, so no one can understand the trials I've been through.


Y'all made of chemicals, artificial actions
My enemies are fake and artificial, driven only by chemicals and external actions.


God'll forgive you bastards
Even though my enemies may not make amends for their actions, God may still forgive them.


Only if you repent to the Nazareth Savage
But in order for my enemies to be forgiven, they must ask for my forgiveness as well.


I squeeze nipples like pimples to get the puss, get it?
I have a way with women and know how to turn them on by playing with their nipples.


Form a crew, swallow forty cal' bullets after dinner's finished
I gather a group of tough individuals who would willingly put their lives on the line for me, even after finishing a meal.


Wash it down with a shot of tequila, pocket full'a scrilla
After a potentially deadly situation, we celebrate life with a shot of tequila and hefty amounts of money in our pockets.


Can't come close to, Francis Copala, Samson -- no Delilah
No one can compare to my level of greatness, not even legendary figures like Francis Ford Coppola or Biblical figures like Samson.


You're pint-sized, I'm mic's eyes with the gladiator tattoos on it
My enemies are small and insignificant compared to me, I am a microphone - the ultimate weapon - with tattoos symbolizing my strength and power.


You scared to look too long at, sit on a don's lap
My enemies are afraid to even look at me for too long or be in my presence like they would be afraid to sit on a powerful gangster's lap.


Tell you a story shorty, spicy like lories
I have interesting and exciting stories to tell, with a lot of spicy and juicy details.


Chickenheads and orgies, criminals that draw heat in their late forties
My stories often involve promiscuous women and wild parties as well as criminals who still cause trouble even in their late forties.


Drug habits, love grabbin' kids up like yours
Some of the criminals I know are drug addicts who also enjoy kidnapping children, just like the ones you have.


Sendin' you a picture of them in their drawers with black eyes
These criminals would even send my enemies pictures of the children they've kidnapped, beaten and bruised.


Savage guys, you hire Magnum PI's to bag up my guys
My group of tough individuals are savage and ruthless, prompting my enemies to hire private investigators to try and catch them.


Said you was a thug with a good disguise, try to protect your cabbage
My enemies try to pass themselves off as gangsters, but are in reality just trying to protect their money.


You're runnin' from the Nazareth Savage
My enemies are afraid of me and are running away from me and my power.


Son's backward flows, they say mine is very scary
My rapping style - characterized by backwards flows - is considered to be very scary by my haters.


Smell fear like a canine that finds buried babies
I can sense fear in my enemies like a dog can detect buried babies.


And all of y'all wear that same aroma
All of my enemies display the same scent of fear and cowardice.


How to blow on your eighth LP, I'll show ya
I have so much experience in the music industry as evidenced by my eighth album, that I can teach my enemies a thing or two about how to succeed.


You're wack nigga, face it
My enemies are not talented and need to face the fact that they are not as good as me.


In the history of the game, you have no placement
In the history of hip hop, my enemies have not made a significant impact or placement in the industry.


Liquor and weed just massacred their mind, or thee celebrity
My enemies' minds have been destroyed by excessive drinking and drug use or by their own celebrity status.


Or they couldn't change with time, so now they run they mouth
My enemies have failed to adapt to the changing times and instead have resorted to running their mouths to try and stay relevant.


But when the sun go south, them comes come out
When times get tough, my enemies show their true colors and their cowardice is revealed.


My cavalry woulda been threw ten in your skin
My group of tough individuals would easily defeat my enemies and could inflict ten wounds on them.


Casualty you don't want to be, don't want it with me
My enemies do not want to become a casualty of my group, and so they should not mess with me or my crew.


Straight savage
I am a savage and will not hesitate to take down my enemies with extreme force and violence.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: NASIR JONES, SALAAM REMI, BARRY EUGENE WHITE

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