Reports of the project's delay incited fans to create an online petition in December asking for Def Jam to release the album. However, its release was further delayed by Def Jam, whom Nas accused of mishandling the project and its budget in a personal e-mail sent to label executives. That's all it takes." In September, he announced plans to release The Lost Tapes 2 on December 14. So I've just got to set it up, put them together – 12 songs for one album, 12 songs for another album, and figure it out. So I've got enough actually, for a Lost Tapes 2 and 3 by now. In a June 2010 interview for Hot 97.5 KVEG, he said of following-up The Lost Tapes, "I do got a lot of songs that really didn't make no album, that's just sittin' around got lost. However, its release was delayed, and in 2006, Nas signed to Def Jam Recordings. A follow-up compilation, The Lost Tapes 2, was originally intended to be released on December 16, 2003, and include unreleased recordings, remixes, and freestyle tracks. Pubblica immagini fotografiche dal vivo concesse in utilizzo daįotografi dei quali viene riportato il copyright.In 2002, Nas released The Lost Tapes, compiling previously unreleased tracks that were discarded from recording sessions for Nas' studio albums, I Am.
Homies don't play around, we down to blaze a poundĭrink the V-S-O-P up, with a lemon squeeze upĪnd everybody's rolled up, I'm the roller I'm in the 'land getting smoked with my kinfolkīeen smoked, Yuk'll spray ya, lay you down Still rollin' a two-door Cutlass, same old bucket
I wish I could fade the eighth, but I'm low budget Hit the stroll to 9-0, so we can roll big hashish You fade, I fade, so let's head to the East My yester-night thing got me hung off the night train I know I failed, 'cause I done smoked major weed, broĪnd every time we with Chris, that fool rollin' up a fattyĪyy, make this right, mane, stop at the light, mane 'Cause I know the weed in my system is getting lonely Stop hitting, 'cause you know you got asthma What's up? Don't babysit that, better pass the joint Hell no, you better bring your own spliff, chief
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'Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension (hahaha) Hoochies can hit, but they know they got to pitch in To burn slow, so the ashes won't be burning up my hand, bruh The serious bomb will make a niggy go delirious, like Eddie Murphy That be blowing off the land, like, "Where the bomb at?" I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobeĪvoiding all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos It's too many heads to be popping to let my friend hit it, bitįive-dollar bill, on the real, before it's history I'm gone, beatin' my chest like King KongĪnd when it comes to getting another stogie So pass it 'cross the table like ping pong Nevertheless, I'm hella fresh, rollin' joints like a cigarette I got some bucks on it, but it ain't enough on it I steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it Player, give me some brew and I might just chillīut I'm the type that like to light another joint, like Cypress Hill
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