Nas

Nas - Where Are They Now (90's Remix) lyrics

(feat. Redhead Kingpin, Rob Base, The Original Spinderella, Father MC, Monie Love, Mike D (The Jungle Brothers), EST (Three Times Dope), Positive K, Krazy Drazy (Das EFX), Do It All (Lords Of The Underground), Chip-Fu (Fu Schnickens) & Dres (Black Sheep))

[Intro: Nas (Redhead Kingpin)]

Aiyyo check it out y'all this is Nas, y'all know what I do to the business

(Yeah! Uh!!!) I bring back the business (Nas you my dude for this B)

Awww man y'all ain't ready (Straight check it)

Here they are the remix, let's go

[Verse 1: Redhead Kingpin]

It's Kingpin plus two I'm on the guestlist fam

But if this dude ain't like thirty he don't know who I am

Boo boo my name, monetary gain is better than fame

But let's face it without the spotlight you thinkin Red is Eddie Kane

If I was drugs then I used to be a key

Now I'm a couple ounce, on the come up hustle me

Yeah, and hip hop man ain't no 401K

I got my MPC I'll see you one day

[Verse 2: Rob Base]

("Hit it!") I'm still here, still flippin flows

Still rippin shows, Rob Base let me get ill yo!

It's the O.G., (who?) R to the O-B

B to the A-S-E, reppin N.Y.C.

I toured the country, since I dropped my first CD (what?)

"It Takes Two", remember me?

If you don't it's the one that hit you with the WHOO YEAH

Used to make it so hot, you couldn't breathe the air

[Verse 3: The Original Spinderella]

Ain't but too much for you to sweller

Hard body, fuckin wit a Coke bottle model

Auburn, full back and observe

while I BLAP BLAP to your nerves, uh! (OH!)

I'm that Original, S-P twelve hunnid

Anything y'all will do, Spin dunn done it

The baguettes, the Prada stilet's

On the turntables, call me Gillette

[Verse 4: Father MC]

Yo! First of all big up to Nas the killer rip spitter

The Q.B. hitter called this Far Rock nigga

Yeah I'm drippin heavy from my head to my feet

From the bars that I spit to my name on her cheeks

Catch me on the mixtape, Bentley with the Queen draped

Pilot on deck G5 when I gotta skate

Let you know when I'm out on the dough that shows I'm sellin them

My LP's drugs nigga be like runnin listen

[Chorus: Nas]

(HEY!! Where are, where they nooooooow, huuuhhhhhooohhh HEY!)

{Awww man can you believe it it's like a holiday man}

{It's like Nas bringin a rap holiday man, ha ha ha, yeah}

(Where are they now?)

(HEY! Hit me! Where are they nooooooow?)

{Here they are , two thousand and seven they right here, yeah, they right here}

[Verse 5: Monie Love]

One baby drop two to the three

Is she out for the count UK mic deceased?

You never heard again from words not the least

I checked first set net worth mic relief

Remain calm more vowels spit battles

And associate the kid when they hustlin up the cattle

I don't care to give when they ride like a saddle

Hip Hop crowd well in doubt where are you now?

[Verse 6: Mike G. from The Jungle Brothers]

It's the Jungle Brothers +housin+ with that fiiiiiive thousand

Blowin up your project housin, Baby Bam Lee just bouncin

Make me wanna crack a 40 ounce and, and straight get LOUD and

Chase her blouse and, turn her out

cause I know we rockin party it's all about

Aiyyo cool calm collected and my name is Mike G.

And I'm reppin for Nas and my crew the J Beez!

[Verse 7: EST from 3XDope]

Eight bars, ten stars, fuck five mics!

I'm +The Source+ and the boss, show you what it's like

to play bad mitten at the top of your position

Wit a whole lotta niggas wouldn't play but it's written

I'm the first to murk, chea! Representin Philly boy

the same kid that spit this wrote ?Baby Gram?

Nicholas one son the +Greatest Man+ livin

True school be like e'ryday thanksgiving

[Verse 8: Positive K]

Pos. K! Uh, uh, still spits this summer

Came up like I hit the number, yeah y'all know me!

I'm not a stranger to y'all in the orgies

Squeeze ya dick up in ya in the ear as if ya for me

I'm more "primetime" than Maury

Plus I took ya to the "Bridge" like James Brown and Nas applaud me

My rhymes is suppository, it feels shit

Top {?} watch Nemo then they watch the stories

[Chorus: Nas]

(HEY!! Where are, where they nooooooow, huuuhhhhhooohhh HEY!)

{Yeah did you hear your favorite yet?}

{I know some of y'all buggin out, did you hear the dudes y'all used to like? the crazyness?}

(Where are they now?)

(HEY! Hit me! Where are they nooooooow?)

{The Original Spinderella, all that, awww man, I can't believe it yo, don't go nowhere}

{I got more!!! I got more!!!}

[Verse 9: Krazy Drazy from Das EFX]

Miggity +microphone check+, "Where Are they Now" Nas remix

Feel how real Hip Hop needs this

Wish B.I.G, Pun, and Pac could see this

Diggity Das-EFX piggity pioneers in this

Made his kids just reminded y'all

Throwback go back to the nineties y'all

Look it up, hook it up, get the catalog

We your favorite rappers, rappers, rappin dog

[Verse 10: Mr. Do It All from Lords Of The Underground]

Yeah I go Nas, Lord Do It All

Me and you got something in common through Marley Marl

Burst in the bricks, talked to buyin ?leather?

Golden aged flows, you sound undiscovered

I do this with a passion, spray-paint tag in

Hip Hop's alive, and I'm the breathing dragon

On the stage whylin, jumpin and laughin

It's Lords of the Underground and that's if you're askin!

[Verse 11: Chip Fu from The Fu-Schickens]

Yo! I strip the booth anytime my lips move

And it spews, my screws and they loose, I'm a move and it's proof

Now give me two minutes I'm still wicked and still kickin it

With skills built and hot {?} you can't step in my shoes YO!!

When I'm in the mood, when I'm in the booth and whenever when you

I spit phantom in a boost you better just prepare to make room!

Nas give me eight bars, eight stars Escobar

Yo we rule, and we still ain't got nothin to prove, yo!

[Verse 12: Dres from Black Sheep]

For the second I'm wreckin I got you double-checkin

For me to flash your big chain wheeler, shiny weapon, step in and holla

I gotta hit the kids that shit Hip Hop

The wack gets spit lot, the man bullshit stop

Yo they call lot and I accept the invitation

But I not try and snitch upon my ?inclamation?

On the real God, I'm good, a brother been in mediation

and my mind has been kenotic, kill the pres led a netion, Dres

[Outro: Nas]

Aiyyo Chi Ali hold ya head up in the peniles

This your man Nas, here they are

Unbelievable , Hip Hop is Dead

Let's see what happens aight!!!

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