Last Word
Nas feat. Nashawn Lyrics

These are last words of a hanging slave
Starting with the utterance of a soul in agony, the artists present their thoughts.

How could I forget this
The memory of oppression, pain, and sufferings still haunts them.

I rob you put you on my hit list
The artists show a glimpse of the dark side of their character, where they perceive the world as a place to conquer.

Under my nails are dirty look at the grime
Years of struggle and survival may leave a permanent mark on one's soul.

My burnt lips from the roach clips
Self-destructive behavior in search of temporary pleasures is a common trap of the disadvantaged.

How can I shine
Despite all the odds, the artists still yearn for success and recognition.

Being broke and bag a dope bitch
The artists acknowledge their realities of being financially unstable but still attract partners who share the same fate.

Powerful mind we brave men
The artists assert their strength and resilience in the face of adversity.

I blow smoke and I'ma keep saying
The artists find solace in smoking and expressing their thoughts through music despite the odds against them.

I want to be more than that bullet that go through ya zone
The featured artist, Nashawn, desires to be something bigger, more impactful than the violence that he sees around him.

Want to be the lead that tear through ya skin and crack bones
Nashawn desires to be the driving force that causes change, even if it's through physical harm.

Want to be the heat you feel making ya moan
Nashawn wants to be the source of pleasure and excitement that can mask the pain and suffering of reality.

Want to be the hospital bed that you lay on
Nashawn wants to be there to comfort people in their time of need and provide a safe haven in times of crisis.

Want to be the god you feel when you pray-on
Nashawn desires to be the source of spiritual strength and guidance that people turn to in times of uncertainty and fear.

It's Nashawn the type that get the hyper-con
Nashawn identifies himself as someone who enjoys being in control of situations, even in high-pressure environments.

I'm gonna kill something
The artists express their frustrations and thoughts through violent imagery, a common trope in hip hop music.

Rap cats be real fronting
The artists call out people in the rap industry for pretending to be something they are not.

Fuck shooting legs
The artists express their desire for more visceral and deadly modes of violence.

Cock back put his brains on the pave
The artists continue with their violent imagery, expressing how they would like to see their enemies disposed of.

Nigga how bout that
The artists assert their dominance and bravado, daring anyone to challenge them.

Close range with the gadge get payed
The artists explain how they would conduct their violence, highlighting the ruthlessness of their character.

First rapper to shoot off stage
The artists take pride in their violent behavior, believing it sets them apart from other rappers.

Turn the front page the next day my life is like a book
The artists understand the ephemeral nature of fame and the media and the significance of keeping up a tough, violent guise.

A twenty four hour song without no hook
The artists express the relentlessness of their existence, a life without relief or moments of peace.

Millennium Thug computer chips up in my slug
The artists use metaphor to describe the advanced technology used in their weapons.

Turn quarters when you turn quarters know who to plug
The artists describe their knowledge of the criminal underworld and the importance of connections.

Thugs around me outside its grimmy outside
The artists acknowledge the harsh realities of their environment and the possibility of danger lurking around every corner.

Better slide before you get bodied outside
The artists issue a warning to those who do not recognize the potential danger around them, implying they will face consequences if they are not careful.

I'ma prison cell six by nine
Nas starts to narrate the experiences of a person imprisoned, outlining the hardship awaiting him.

Living hell stone wall metal bars for the gods in jail
Nas uses hyperbole and religious imagery to heighten the sense of hopelessness one might feel in prison.

My nickname the can, the slammer, the big house
Nas emphasizes the common colloquialisms used to describe prisons.

I'm the place many fear cause there's no way out
Nas describes the fear and lack of hope that overwhelms many prisoners.

I take the sun away put misery instead
Nas describes the psychological impact that being in prison has on one's mental state.

When you wit me most folks consider you dead
Nas emphasizes the isolation and loss of identity most prisoners feel.

I saw too many inmates falling apart
Nas narrates his past experiences with other inmates, highlighting the mental deterioration many suffer while incarcerated.

Call for the gods and let them out when it's dark
Nas refers to the practice of inmates seeking solace in religion when they are feeling lost and overwhelmed.

Convicts think they alone but if they listen close
Nas suggests that despite the isolation prisoners feel, there is always someone going through the same experiences.

They can hear me groan touch the wall feel my pulse
Nas uses figurative language to convey the notion that the prison walls have a life and energy of their own.

All the pictures you put up is stuck to my skin
Nas highlights how even simple things like pictures can be a source of comfort and escape for prisoners.

I hear ya prayers (even when ya whispering)
Nas speaks to the spiritual nature that many prisoners cling to in times of need and despair.

I make it hotter in the summer colder in the winter
Nas describes the power he has over his captive subjects, implying the prison is under his control.

If the court paroal ya then another con enters
Nas observes how the entrance and exit of prisoners is a constant revolving door, and the prison system never truly lets anyone go.

No remorse for your tears I seen em too often
Nas describes the desensitization that prison life can cause, leading to a lack of empathy for those around you.

When you cry I make you feel alive inside a coffin
Nas uses morbid imagery to illustrate how he can strip away one's humanity when imprisoned and push them to the brink.

Watch you when you eat play with you mind when you sleep
Nas highlights the lack of privacy and the constant surveillance that prisoners feel.

Make you dream that you free then make you wake up to me
Nas describes the insidious nature of prison, finding ways to inflict a psychological toll on its occupants.

Face to face with a cage no matter your age
Nas describes how one's age is not a barrier to imprisonment, and even children can be imprisoned.

I can shatter you turn you into a savage in rage
Nas identifies himself as having the power to both destroy one's sense of self and create a violent monster in its place.

Change ya life that's if you get a chance to get out
Nas acknowledges the need for change but also acknowledges that leaving prison is no guarantee and that few have the chance to rebuild their lives.

Cause only you and I know what sufferings about
Nas concludes by expressing the bond between prisoners and how only they can truly understand the pain and suffering that incarceration brings.

Yo it's stunning when bed sheets become your woman
Nas describes the difficulty prisoners face in finding comfort and intimacy in their bleak environment.

And I'm the one that gotcha weapons when the beef is coming
Nas acknowledges that prison life sometimes requires one to always be ready for conflict, and he takes on the role of provider and protector for those under his supervision.

Maybe one day I'll open up my arms to release you
Nas offers some hope that one day the prison walls might come down and one can be free of the psychological burden of incarceration.

You'll always be my property nigga stay legal
Nas ends with a stark reminder that even if one is released from prison, they will always be marked by their past and their criminal record.

[Chorus]
The chorus repeats the opening lines of each verse, emphasizing the underlying themes of oppression, suffering, and survival that unite these artists.