Nas Lyrics


Song: New World
Album: Nastradamus

*WARNING! Explicit lyrics below, read with discretion*

      Uh, it's a new world, it's a new world,
      It's a new world, it's a new world
      Uh, it's a new world, it's a new world

      Yo, celebrate the new life
      New ways to make money
      New ways to break dummies
      Forge they name and take money
      Computers ain't that smart
      Whatever man built could be taken apart
      Anything new can get old
      Like dudes started rockin' platinum, some stopped wearin gold
      solar-energized rides, no steering wheel, tell it how to drive
      No propellers in the sky
      Airplanes like many rockets
      Waitin lists for the rich to get tickets to visit Mars
      While the poor people starve, computers takin over they jobs
      A man's forced to live off land
      Now it's back to the caveman era
      When we made fire, by two sticks rubbin together
      The truth is, many are too scared of new data
      America Online, cut off, see you later

      (Hook) 2x
      Yo, welcome to the new world, new beginnin
      A new way to play, a new way a livin
      Cash is the past, a new way a spendin
      New life for man, children, and women

      Yo, the new Mike Tyson's Roy Jones
      Bill Clinton's the new JFK, without the hole in his dome
      The new Don Trump is Bill Gates
      Not because his occupation, it's 'cause we respect his cake
      And cake mean his stock, net gross
      Young kids step it up, go for the most
      New cameras in police cars takin pictures
      New hustlas gettin new street figures
      And US embassies overseas
      almost every foreign country's under seige
      Covertly startin wars, CIA, NAVY Seals
      Commit larcenies that be worth over mil's
      Oil in the earth spills
      Girls blow they body up, birth control pills
      African's pick diamonds out a dark caves
      Then we wear it on our necks just so we can light up the stage


      Say goodbye to the brainwashed
      Say goodbye to the young kids who not smart
      Say goodbye to the toasters and Pop-Tarts
      Yo, it's real
      Swallow a little pill, there's a four-course meal
      Say hello to the one world
      Say hello to the sky, somethin's out there watchin you and I
      More enticin than Star Trek, StarTec phones
      Your genes and DNA is used to make clones
      You got CD-Rom, everythang operates by computers
      Then what happens when circuit breaks
      Y2K's the big scare
      Scientists say we ain't prepared
      What I feel is contrare
      Alexander Graham Bell made telephones, yes
      But now we request for your e-mail address
      I might be old fashioned, stuck in my ways
      But nothin make me more happier than seein today

Artist: (Nas f/) Jessica Care Moore
Song:   The Prediction
Album:  Nastradamus

[Rich Nice]
What's happenin brothers and sisters?
Welcome to our time

[Jessica Care Moore]
Afro-Angels hide my weapons in tangles
Black Star Spangled, fragile like hematite with the East oils I write
In spite the lack of sunlight, got my battle boots tight
Now that the government's gone, can't tell your left from your right
We the assassins laughin while the New World's collapsin
Mother Earth's ribs crashed in, armored carways I'm blastin
As the Earth rebels now womb swells
The birth of Black Magic, savin my people force of habit
You can't find if you ain't never had it
Spiritually crafted blackness and hair-twisted ghetto embargo lifted
Power-shiftin comb-fistin I predict Goddesses you runnin after witches
I kiss my fourteen stitches
Keep all my baby girl wishes
I predict all the oceans turn dry
Not one baby girl will cry as you attempt to grow broccoli from the desert
We will take our pregnant bodies, drink from underground rivers
Wash your face between our legs
While recreating humanity, we will summon yem and yaw
Search for our fertility, ban all pink and yellow pills
Ban all pink and yellow pills
I predict killing fields of ghetto armpatch anti-Hatch
Hate groups will be bombed
Childbirth becomes outlawed
Always will be branded numbered and barred
All paper money is gone
Though few scholars can interpret our scrolls
Your sky has holes
We know the young is old
Nastradamus tell us how the story gets told


Artist: (Nas f/) Jessica Care Moore
Album:  Nastradamus
Song:   The Outcome

[Jessica Care Moore]
Global warming between my legs, screams against the waves
Gave birth to thirteen daughters, so now we never run out of water
My skin layered in diamonds and sage
Left alone and confused, forces enslaved by days
Time keeps on whorin us
Ghetto saviors can't keep ignorin us
Flowers and flames, flutes from her fingers
Rifles pointed from her sac
or was it simply a bag of sticks and stones
Either way, she wore a compass on her head
Rains don't stop the grass from turnin red
Her hair was half perm, half dread
We gave up walking in a past-life and so we dance
Arms wrapped around my breath and choked me back to life
A new world wife, reflecting the sun and rolling dice
Symbol of the drama yet to come - too late to run
Time travelling was late
Watching was a blind man's mistake
All his assets melted right in front of his face
His right leg drabbed with demon paste
Shoes stayed angel laced
Never count your blessings with haste
Even a prophet can catch a case
Didn't realize how sweet the future might taste
Telepathically cutting through mental gates
Words were weapons against their hate
Shepherds search for stars in her hair
Her chest grew fermented like yeast
She broke her body like aged bread
He gave her truth from all the books he'd read
She wrote her poems inside the mud
Sacrificed her cervix to fix the future
Named their boys and spit truth inside his mouth
Read warm prophet, writing twisted scriptures inside her belly
Resurrected from bones and dirt
She made hard niggaz smile
Left her seeds inside the Earth
Gave hustlers and killers life's worth
This is the life we chose, remember who was here first
Find a reason why you curse
Gold rushed tongues by dreams too loose
Sporting electronic nooses
Hoeing humanity love-ticks over lust
Despite the damage to destiny you can't take the best of me
In God We Still Trust


In "New World" we see a somewhat positive view of the new Millennium. Nas expresses the need to adjust to new technologies "Amercia Online...clones...StarTech phones..." and suggests that with new times will come new gays of living and being happy. He shrugs off the Millennium scare by saying, "scientists say we ain't prepared
what I feel is contrare, Alexander Graham Bell made telephones, yes, but now we request for your e-mail address
I might be old fashioned, stuck in my ways but nothin make me more happier than seein today...". On the other hand Jessica Moore's spoken word that are used as bookends on Nastradamus have a different slant. On "The Prediction" she paints a dark image of the future. Yet, at the time of tribulation her and Nastradamus will enjoy it, "We the assassins laughin while the New World's collapsin". In "The Outcome" she describes herself as a sort of Whore of Babylon / savior figure. She describes sexual motherly features and also allowed others to live
"Sacrificed her cervix to fix the future...Left her seeds inside the Earth, gave hustlers and killers life's worth...".

What do you think? Consider the following questions:

Why do you think rappers such as Nas use historical figures to describe their legitimacy?

Why would an artist describe the apocalypse as something fun?