Rare Lyrics – Nas

[Intro: Nas]
Yo, I'm in rare form (Rare form)
N!ggas speak down on my name like I wasn't there for 'em (There for 'em)
Talk about back in the days, this isn't back in the days (Back in the days)
They want me back in my ways, chipped tooth and the fade (Tooth and the fade)

[Verse 1: Nas]
Uh, musically I'm on Mars
Walking all over the beat, putting my feet on the stars
I rock it like Lenny, thinking like Jimi the first time he seen a guitar
Standing in front of where they shot Ahmaud and said we gotta know who we are (Know who we are)
Uh, I'm in rare form (Rare form)
Wearing rare Jordans straight from Air Jordan, this a fair warning
Too many young gods beef over nothing
When you get money, you know that it's coming
Saying they homies, but they ain't a hunnid
We the most hunted, uh
I got my Mets hat on to the back (Back)
Y'all already know where we going with the stats (Stats)
Hall of fame only, kings and queens only (Queens only)
They all be grabbing my style but you know they can't hold me
Yeah, I'm in rare form (Rare form)
Y'all still on the ground, you know I've been airborne
(I've been airbone)
Studying Big, studying Nietzsche
You gotta call in a chopper to reach me
Homie, I don't need a jeweler to freeze me
Ice in my veins, I make it look easy
Mentally, I'm in Queens
More money more problems, you gotta be ready for all that it brings
Let 'em say what they say, revenge on my plate, I'm loving the taste
They see you shining, emotions get hard to contain
They just not evolving the same (The same)
Me and HB is too rare
I'm moving all through the snares, sound on billionaire
Ain't nothing changed, I'm flipping the page
I'm Prince on the stage, SLAVE on his face
You know what they say, KD the wave
I'm staying rare for all of my days
(All of my days, Braveheart, Braveheart)
I'm staying rare for all of my days
(All of my days, Braveheart, Braveheart)

[Verse 2: Nas]
Levels of Tarantino
Curbing my ego, even though he know
Empty glass of Pinot, cigars and casinos
What they especially praise is the ethos
Stacks on blackjack, moving my chips
No superstition to make me get rich
I'm with this chick, just one I brought today
In between placing my bets, we shopped at Cartier
Rose gold I copped her a set
Runway hopped in the jet, flight attendant popping Moet
I said I need that Dom, off of respect
We having conversations, n!ggas show me property then
I call my n!gga Ant, I told him, "Yo, I gotta be there"
Salmon shish kebab, in a misty fog, rolling sticky log
Big dawg affair, no kids involved
Roundtable having war council
Press one button, it'll change the world around you
Too rare, nothing to see here, Cuban over my streetwear
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you just to be fair
It's okay to keep the mystique, I learned that in the street
On me, solo or deep, I'm putting on for the G's

[Verse 3: Nas]
(Hit-Boy)
We been doing gangsta sh!t for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I'm my own cosign, she texting the old line
You keep staring at the glow, b!tch, don't go blind
Braveheart energy, f**k all of the enemies
XO Hennessy, it's not on me, it's in me
I'm not here to be friendly, they ain't even contending
Comprende?
We've been doing gangsta sh!t for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I'm my own cosign, she texting the old line
Comprende?
It's up, Hit-Boy you on some other sh!t
We on some other sh!t, comprende?
Yeah!