Nas Is Like (ft. Intellegentz) lyrics

[Verse 1, Nas]
Philly Flow – Week 18
Yo, Fiction. Check. Philly Flow, Week 18. Yo

Call me the dopest, trying to help the hopeless
Big delight in everybody—feeling like a hostess
The closest to doing things my way
Compensation got cut off, but this is my day
You're getting paid, but to a certain extent
See, you gotta repent—it'll feel like a life well spent

Taking small consent, where you are, when you went
The flow is like a gift to me—be heaven-sent, uh
Moving forward, gone, leaving toward
The dream and what else living and happiness mean

Because what it seems, people cannot balance on the beams
Unless they forgive and redeem by their own means
I mean, this is my heart and craft—the starting draft
Of a new path where titans are gunned up in my wrath

Looking so sad, the journey is commencing
The heart is less condensing, seeking different dimensions
You heard me, I'm not another rapper, just a toe-tapper
Fitting all these words for your ears to capture
This world’s not for embellishment;
We spit the truth, so I’ll leave it to Intellegentz

[Verse 2, Intellegentz]
I’m hoping that you feel the flow—yeah, the Philly flow
You know the dilly—no silicone, I’m really grown

Week 18, get them open like it’s saline
Sailing from the Americas to Beijing
International—that’s what they’re calling it
Fulfilling the audience, pulling the wildest crowd

The time is now to calm them down
In line with my mouth, I spout—they don’t believe what I freak
They just had to see, it’s what I make them say, uh
Like it’s a masterpiece

All these jokers be tripping, gripping to Batman
Trust, I be robbing anyone who wanna battle me, man
That’s a fact—snap, star pens, clap feet
Get past the average and prove your savage peace

Process the best until they copy like data
Never stopping, rocking, show them what you’re made of
Yeah! Woo!
[Outro]
Alright. This I like. Fiction
It’s the boy Intel—Intellegentz
Uh. Intel Music. Philly Flow
Week 18—that’s like 81 backwards, right? Yeah. Ha ha. Just playing

Tell me what beat you want me to rap to next—a dope one
I’ll probably do it. You better. Probably? No. You better
Just messing with y’all. Thanks for the love