Come Get Me

By Nas

On Nastradamus

Released on November 23, 1999

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[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]