Chords for NaS and AZ - The Essence (complete with lyrics)

[E] _ _ _ _ Hey yo God, [G#m] yo meet me at the Denise [F#] Williams concert tonight man.
[E] Everybody there, Stacy Lattice on T and Marie, everybody man.
[F#] I'ma bring one of my baddest stallions out with me.
We do the [E] same, alright?
You know how we play baby, listen.
I'm in a car [B] wash right now, [E] but I'm here as soon as I'm right over there.
Right in the front, right?
Yeah.
Okay, alright, gotcha.
Son, who laced you with the ill [F#] haircut?
Lenny, he blessed [E] me with the sharp blade, that nigga's paid.
He make a pretty pity.
Yo, you heard him with them new [F#] Prada's.
Check mines, they wore you [E] blue.
My sister's baby blue.
Yo, this is hotter.
You hotter with them frames [F#] on.
Nigga, you James [E] Bond and you stay low.
You know my style, babe.
Yeah, make dope, manicure, [D#m] facial, face glow.
Fuck [E] it, if you say so, I keep it P-I-T-T-I-O.
That's how we break hoes.
We throwin' [F#] ivory dice across the [E] concrete.
And of course, that don't make them your man because y'all palm key.
We had boxes bumpin', [F#] lottie, dottie.
Shotties was [C#m] blastin', Pellas jumpin' into everybody.
[A#] They never got [E] me.
What's cool with all the park [D#m] shooters?
Sparkin' [E] bazookas, sharpen your tutors.
Cause we don't pardon the snooters.
Yo, son, I wouldn't change my life [D#m] for nothin'.
And that ain't like [E] you for frontin'.
Who's the nicest?
Enough talkin', like some.
Yo, hard hit.
[F#] Just like Camacho and Vaugus.
[E] Who's the target?
Now watch how we close the market.
We both hard hit.
[D#m] Just like Agla and hers.
[E] And the man, be concerned.
If it's beef, you burn.
Yo, it's sorta like [D#m] Cartier and Bill Cosby.
[E] Let's do it again.
The beautiful blend.
Let's do it to win.
My nigga.
My nigga.
My nigga.
My nigga. My nigga.
My nigga.
What's today's mathematics?
[D#m] We had it.
We let him hold [E] it.
We shoulda sold it.
We back at it.
We coulda grabbed it, but fuck it.
Just let him have it.
[D#m] Come do a lot.
A lot [E] of walk by.
God is the greatest.
Planet Mars, we called in the faces.
You couldn't catch [D#m] us in the car without the [E] bangers.
But leaves, I touched a couple of movie stars and entertainers.
Indeed, one in [F#] particular almost started to name [C#m] her.
I was there when you first pushed up and started to game [E] her.
Been a long journey.
[F#] Certain shit just don't concern [E] me.
They ain't hurting shit.
We flip, they hire returns.
Yo, I'ma stay custom [D#m] till I'm old, gray, and [C#m] rusted.
Veminiscing the number of chickens that claim we popped [E] them.
Bet some batterholes in [D#m] the motherfucking rapper's [E] throes.
I'm trying to wipe a chick.
Light a split.
This might be like another part to Life's a Bit.
Wipe [D#m] your lips.
Who's nice is this?
We [C#m] righteousness.
No Micah, sis is murderous.
[Em] Granted the right [E] to flip.
Yo, hard hit.
[F#] Sis like Camacho and Vaugas.
[E] Who's the target?
Now watch how we close the market.
We both hard hit.
[F#] Just like Hagler and Herz.
[E] Add the math.
Be concerned.
If it's beef, you burn.
Yo, it's sorta like [F#] Cartier and Bill Cosby.
[C#m] Let's do it again.
The beautiful blend.
Let's do it [F#] to win.
[E] My nigga.
My nigga.
My nigga.
My nigga.
My nigga. My nigga.
Yo, hard hit.
[F#] Sis like Camacho and [E] Vaugas.
Who's the target?
Now watch how we close the market.
We both hard hit.
[D#m] Just like Hagler and Herz.
[E] Add the math.
Be concerned.
If it's beef, you burn.
Yo, it's sorta like [D#m] Cartier and Bill Cosby.
[E] Let's do it again.
The beautiful blend.
Let's do it [B] to win.
My nigga.
My nigga.
My nigga.
My nigga.
[E] My nigga.
My nigga. _ _
_ [D#m] _ [C#m] Spinks and Hearn.
_ [D#m] [E] Sorta [D#m] Cartier, Bill [E] Cosby.
Let's do it again. _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _