[Intro: Nas]
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Yea, niggaz want to talk about this rap shit
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Niggaz want to talk about this money
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About these cars, these homes, these labels
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Clothes, sneakers, big money shit
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Now everybody tryin´ to get rich
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Now get rich niggaz, fuck it
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[Verse 1: Nas]
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Some rap pioneers, be them crackheads
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When they speak, you see missin´ teeth
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Silver chain with a silver piece
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Niggaz your grandfather´s age
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They pants still hangin´ down they legs talkin´ about they ain´t paid
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And they hate you, ´cause they say, you ain´t pay dues
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And ..... was stealin´ and robbin´ them
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I feel it´s a problem we gotta resolve
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Hip-Hop been dead, we the reason it died
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Wasn´t Sylvia´s fault or because MC´s skills are lost
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It´s because we can´t see ourselves as the boss
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Deep-rooted through slavery, self-hatred
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The Jewish stick together, friends in high places
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We on some low level shit
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We don´t want niggaz to ever win
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See, everybody got a label
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Everybody´s a rapper but few flow fatal
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It´s fucked up, it all started from two turntables
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[Hook: Nas]
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When they crown you - and you rise up to your position
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Carry On Tradition
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When they knight you - then you go to fight, go to war, don´t petition
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Carry On Tradition - Carry On Tradition
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Carry on, ca-carry on, Carry On Tradition
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Carry On Tradition, when you rep what we rep
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Then Carry On Tradition
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[Verse 2: Nas]
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Now some of these new rappers got their caps flipped backwards
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Wit their fingers intertwined in some gang-sign madness
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I got an exam, let´s see if y´all pass it
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Let´s see who can quote a Daddy Kane line the fastest
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Some of you new rappers, I don´t understand your code
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You have your man shoot you, like in that Sopranos episode
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Do anythin´ to get in the game, mixtapes, you spit hate
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Against bosses, hungry fucks are moraless
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You should be tossed in a pit full of unfortunate vocalists
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Niggaz, I coulda wrote your shit; I had off-time, was bored wit this
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I coulda made my double-LP, just by samplin´ different parts of Nautilus
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Still came five on the charts with zero audience
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The lane was open and y´all was droppin´ that garbage shit
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Y´all got awards for your bricks - it got good to ya
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You started tellin´ them bigger dogs to call it quits?! WHAT?
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[Hook: Nas]
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When they crown you - and you rise up to your position
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Carry On Tradition
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When they knight you - then you go to fight, go to war, don´t petition
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Carry On Tradition - Carry On Tradition
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Carry on, ca-carry on, Carry On Tradition
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Carry On Tradition, when you rep what we rep
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Then Carry On Tradition
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[Verse 3: Nas]
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Now niggaz got the studio poppin´, it´s mad clearer
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Engineers got his earplugs and still hear us
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The live-in-the-park sound, versus the studio state of art sound
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We on the charts now from British Walkers and Argyles
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Look at us rap stars now, wit our black cars now
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Fortune 500 listed, brunches, sip Cipriani´s
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Sippin´, blunted, with rich white guys around me
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Thick white girls around me, Chinese lined up
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Because I´m what?, every dime lust
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We used to be a ghetto secret, can´t make my mind up
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If I want that or the whole world to peep it
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Now Carry On Tradition
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Fuck a bum wack rapper makin´ his career out of dissin´
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Peace to the strugglin´ artists and dead one´s gone, we miss ´em
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I promise I Carry On Tradition
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[Hook: Nas]
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When they crown you - and you rise up to your position
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Carry On Tradition
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When they knight you - then you go to fight, go to war, don´t petition
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Carry On Tradition - Carry On Tradition
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Carry on, ca-carry on, Carry On Tradition
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Carry On Tradition, when you rep what we rep
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Then Carry On Tradition
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Carry On Tradition (Album Ver. - Explicit)
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