🎵 Come Get Me // by Nas

64 ContributorsCome Get Me Lyrics “Come Get Me” is the sixth song on Nas’s Nastradamus. It addresses his haters as well as rival rappers, announcing for them to “Come Get Me” (cue “Takeover”).… Read More  [Produced by DJ Premier] [Intro: Timmy Rogers] And as a special treat this evening, I have asked America's foremost young poet To read his latest poem for us [Scratching by DJ Premier] "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "Everybody watch him" "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "We-we-we came a long way" "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "E-E-E-Everybody watch him" "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" (Yo, yo. Yo) [Verse 1: Nas] Power and crime, the thugs slingin' powder and dimes Twenties of D, is yo' niggas wilder than mine? My niggas bust .9's, puff lye and stick up cowards For they shine. You resist? Then you push up flowers I'm like Luca Brasi; Vito's best hit-man That's "Godfather" shit; back seat, next lit plans Revolvers spit. I'm too tough to bargain with And you don't want the God to pull up, the cars are sick Arms and wrists is lit up, Queensbridge King Plaques, awards, applause when I do my thing Streets is black as midnight, the concrete gray With stains of blood and germ and piss all day Come on the Ave., get sized up plus appraised Duck and pray that my guns don't bust your way Niggas with names livin' off reputation Sometimes gotta remind you; ain't nothin' changin' [Scratching by DJ Premier] "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "Everybody watch him" [Chorus: Nas] If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook, then we'll both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared It's all fair in love and war, and I'm well prepared If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook, then we'll both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared It's all fair in love and war, we can take it there [Verse 2: Nas] You don't like me, clown? Now, you wanna take me down? If I bring my face around, you gon' do what? You butt Your crew knew I blew up, I been shinin' Baseball diamonds, dick rings for your chicklings Niggas know what my nine pearl handle's about Fuck you say, girlie mouth? Get it crunk like the Dirty South And I know you see me flossed out, multi-milli-i Hear your bitch talk about me, you give her the cold eye? Girls dig you, Imagine what she feel for me You make hot songs, but she know you steal from me Who ill as me? I wild on haters in album three Next level; I take y'all niggas to 3D Can't find a nigga shook from Queens I'll be with the most grimy killers (What, nigga?!), and they all look clean Who put bombs underneath cars, if you want beef, then start (Uh) Your next stop is to the graveyard [Chorus: Nas] If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook, then we'll both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared It's all fair in love and war, and I'm well prepared If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook, then we'll both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared It's all fair in love and war, we can take it there [Verse 3: Nas] You too feminine to kill again, jail got you soft You talk but you scared to go back up North Keep your face twisted, but you don't really want nothin' Talk a bunch of shit, motherfucker, and stop frontin' You don't wanna flip again, and sell drugs again Be on the run again, catch you at the Comfort Inn Shoot up your door, bust in on you and your whore Put y'all in bags, clean the blood off of the floor So play tough. I want y'all to get outta line I got .9's — every color, shape and design I send killers of every race to put one in your spine Two in your ear, get your crew, who do I fear? Nobody, never gettin' robbed and none of us dyin' I think like you do; roll with about two irons Catch me flyin' high in the aircraft winin' and dinin' You die? Then, we laugh, you bitch-ass The rich ass, they gauze up your stab wounds While I'm gettin' head in a Lear jet bathroom With all my goons, all my ices, suitcases Full of paper, not money; it's bank statements We Illmatic, that explains how we rock Yachts and co-ops, we buy the hood and sell you a block [Chorus: Nas] If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook, then we'll both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared It's all fair in love and war, and I'm well prepared If you ill, come get me, 'cause I ain't runnin' If your gun's off the hook, then we'll both be gunnin' Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared It's all fair in love and war, we can take it there [Scratching by DJ Premier] "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "Everybody watch him" "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "We-we-we came a long way" "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" "E-E-Everybody watch him" "Ladies and gentlemen" "Na-Na-Na-Nastradamus" [Scratching by DJ Premier] "Ladies and gentlemen" "Ladies and gentlemen" [Outro: "Hydro Drops" weed skit]