Nas – I Can

lyric for this morning:

I can

Nas

[Kids]

I know I can (I know I can)
Be what I wanna be (be what I wanna be)
If I work hard at it (If I work hard it)
I’ll be where I wanna be (I’ll be where I wanna be)[Nas]
Be, B-Boys and girls, listen up
You can be anything in the world, in God we trust
An architect, doctor, maybe an actress
But nothing comes easy it takes much practice
Like, I met a woman who’s becoming a star
She was very beautiful, leaving people in awe
Singing songs, Lena Horne, but the younger version
Hung with the wrong person
Got her strung off the heroin
Cocaine, sniffin up drugs, all in her nose
Coulda died, so young, no looks ugly and old
No fun cause when she reaches for hugs people hold they breath
Cause she smells of corrosion and death
Watch the company you keep and the crowd you bring
Cause they came to do drugs and you came to sing
So if you gonna be the best, I’ma tell you how
Put your hands in the air, and take the vow[Chorus 2X: Nas] + (Kids)
I know I can (I know I can)
Be what I wanna be (be what I wanna be)
If I work hard at it (If I work hard it)
I’ll be where I wanna be (I’ll be where I wanna be)

[Nas]
Be, b-boys and girls, listen again
This is for grown looking girls who’s only ten
The ones who watch videos and do what they see
As cute as can be, up in the club with fake ID
Careful, ‘fore you meet a man with HIV
You can host the TV like Oprah Winfrey
Whatever you decide, be careful, some men be
Rapists, so act your age, don’t pretend to be
Older than you are, give yourself time to grow
You thinking he can give you wealth, but so
Young boys, you can use a lot of help, you know
You thinkin life’s all about smokin weed and ice
You don’t wanna be my age and can’t read and write
Begging different women for a place to sleep at night
Smart boys turn to men and do whatever they wish
If you believe you can achieve, then say it like this

[Chorus]

[Nas]
Be, be, ‘fore we came to this country
We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys
There was empires in Africa called Kush
Timbuktu, where every race came to get books
To learn from black teachers who taught Greeks and Romans
Asian Arabs and gave them gold when
Gold was converted to money it all changed
Money then became empowerment for Europeans
The Persian military invaded
They heard about the gold, the teachings and everything sacred
Africa was almost robbed naked
Slavery was money, so they began making slave ships
Egypt was the place that Alexander the Great went
He was so shocked at the mountains with black faces
Shot up they nose to impose what basically
Still goes on today, you see?
If the truth is told, the youth can grow
They learn to survive until they gain control
Nobody says you have to be gangstas, hoes
Read more learn more, change the globe
Ghetto children, do your thing
Hold your head up, little man, you’re a king
Young Princess when you get your wedding ring
Your man is saying “She’s my Queen”

[Chorus]

Save the music y’all, save the music y’all
Save the music y’all, save the music y’all
Save the music

there’re many words clouding in my head this morning. said: i have to practice writing more!, learn this language more!, learn the very fabric from a lot of issue in this country!, wake up more and more early!, and practice to singing a song completely! [this is because i never finish the end of a lyric for everytime i sang *ih aneh memang. yg peunting nyanyeee.haha!, and another case that now am forget to tell to this unspeakable blog! well, just reminding me that a day in the second of september i have cut my *pel bahasa inggrisnya apa sih bok?* so there’s no messy hair of my *kain pel*  so that i can clean up my home in an effective way *its like learning management in 2nd semester. effective and eficiently*
and about the lyric behind this writing, i recommend someone directly to hear this song. my sister : Elma Shefftryana. who got an accident this morning for her birthday. that was fallen down from a chair! hahahah. yah i laughed at her. because the chair only have 3 foots. another was broken. and after she make up her way with wearing her sock to go to school, the accident happened. i wonder how did you dont know about that chair before? it was in our home for a long time and even mom didnt make any reaction for 3-foots-of-chair which always stands in our frontyard.
and im trying to sing this song again until my homework assignmet finished :
Be, b-boys and girls, listen again
This is for grown looking girls who’s only ten
The ones who watch videos and do what they see
As cute as can be, up in the club with fake ID
Careful, ‘fore you meet a man with HIV
You can host the TV like Oprah Winfrey
Whatever you decide, be careful, some men be
Rapists, so act your age, don’t pretend to be
Older than you are, give yourself time to grow
You thinking he can give you wealth, but so
Young boys, you can use a lot of help, you know
Read more learn more, change the globe
Ghetto children, do your thing
Hold your head up, little man, you’re a king
Young Princess when you get your wedding ring
Your man is saying “She’s my Queen”
to listen up
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