Nas - Lost Freestyle lyrics

In our younger days we were so in love,
And the thought of losing you was enough....

Can't lose me.

Who be the holy prophet, they watchin' with all his posture?
His Rothstein goggle game be the dopest, he gotsta
Be from the '80s era,
His tint is shade Carrera, Queens forever,
Green pipe seats, clean Panamera.
Amateur Hanna-Barbera characters know they envy,
The illest Hennessy Black sipper with loaded semis,
You pick of the week, voted-in rappers, you go against me,
You can't tantalize a call girl with just a roll of pennies,
Can't bait a lion in ya trap without a tranquilizer,
You enterin' a boxing ring with no trainer beside ya,
My Panerai watch glows like Avatar,
Caviar black diamonds, can you imagine? Y'all
Takin' from a rich man plate? Kick in his door,
'Cause his war with the bloodsuckers of the poor,
The first shall be last, that's just universal law,
Pop the cork, the Perrier-Jouët pours, like this!

Uh,
I tell a story of a prince life and all his glory,
It's killin' me softly.
Somber like the buildings in Fort Greene,
Hood monsters and niggas who walk mean,
Hood niggas and they just came home and they grip they chrome,
Can you hear me, is this thing on?
Test, one, two, gimme some feedback if y'all could feel it,
For the home invasion dudes that be robbin' dealers,
Picture me runnin' inside they crib, rollin' wit' ya,
Mask on the face, tyin' up the sister,
Lookin' for the bricks to get richer,
Smackin' up the dude with the gun, take the jewels and the funds.
A dirty game when you servin' 'caine,
Got feds to watch, hoes to watch, checkpoints and roadblocks,
Police barricades, batterrams,
Doors off the hinges, wake up flinchin', who ratted, man?
Knew who it had to been, states, feds and housin' added in,
Every department searchin' your apartment,
Ransackin' it, found four ratchets,
DEA jackets, we gotta escape the madness,
Ha ha, yeah, escape the madness!
Yeah, through the eyes of Pablo,
That's how I'm lookin' at you, there's an obstacle in everything,
It's all natural, I'm keepin' it pilin',
Keepin' heat with the silencers,
Learnin' Greek and Italian, speak with kings while dinin',
Good with hyenas, meanin' it's hood when it's time for ridin',
Ties with suppliers from my days of the projects
Where I resided, a phenomenon
With the ambitions of a rider,
Pretty amazon on my arm, nigga, I'm the flyest,
The flyest, ha ha, yeah!

Lemme hear that!