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Nas, Nas, Nas Yeah Nas, Nas We goin’ (We goin’) we goin’ (We goin’) Uh, uh My pants ‘posed to sag, yeah We goin’ ultra, yeah We goin’ ultra black, I gotta toast to that We don’t fold or crack (We goin’) Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin’ postal (Uh) We goin’ ultra black Watchin’ the global change, hop in the coldest Range Hit-Boy on the beat, this shit ‘posed to slap We goin’ ultra black, we goin’ (We goin’) We goin’ (We goin’) uh Rhythm and blues, pop, rock to soul to jazz ‘Til my toes are tagged (Uh) How I look being told I’m not supposed to brag? Nobody fault, I tell the truth, I know it’s facts, we ultra black Grace Jones skin tone, but multi that Multiple colors, we come in all shades, mocha black Accept where I’m at and not fight me on it (Uh) Emotional stares like I might be wanted (Yeah) Pitch black like the night, I’m ultra black Letras de cancionesSanford and Son reruns, jokes are black (Ha) Oh yes, oh yes, God bless success We goin’ ultra black, like the Essence Fest Talk with a mask on, the freshest breath African black, so caress the flesh Superfly, The Mack, sittin’ fly in the ‘Lac Take the boat on the water, history talks with my daughter (Dest’) My son’ll be my resurrection (Knight) Constantly learnin’ lessons, I never die, you get the message? I hope you be better than I, life’s precious (Precious) Two steppin’ Sometimes I’m over-black, even my clothes are black Cash Money with the white tee and the soldier rag We goin’ ultra black, unapologetically black The opposite of Doja Cat, Michael Blackson black We goin’ ultra black, I gotta toast to that We don’t fold or crack (Nas, Nas) Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin’ postal We goin’ ultra black Watchin’ the global change, hop in the coldest Range Hit-Boy on the beat, this shit ‘posed to slap We goin’ ultra black (Yeah) We goin’ (We goin’, we goin’) We goin’ ultra black Raiders, Oakland hat, I smoke to that Pre-rolls and ‘gnac, what’s the results to that? C-notes and bags (Uh) She knows I’m classy like I’m Billy Dee Williams (Smooth) Go ultra black (Uh), Isaac Kennedy films, Penitentiary II Black like out in the Lou’, black don’t crack It’s like the fountain of youth, the culture’s black Like Iman, she beautiful, goin’ ultra black To Africa, you say, “Go back” I stay pro-black, my Amex black (Ah) Black like cornrows, afros Black like Kaep’ blackballed from the Superbowls (Colin) Hall & Oates, I can’t go for that Motown Museum, Detroit, I’m ultra black This for New York and all the map No matter your race, to me, we all are black We goin’ ultra black, I gotta toast to that We don’t fold or crack (We don’t fold or crack) Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin’ postal (This a celebration) We goin’ ultra black Watchin’ the global change, hop in the coldest Range Hit-Boy on the beat, this shit ‘posed to slap We goin’ ultra black (Black is beautiful) We goin’ (Black is beautiful) Nas, Nas (Nas) From Letras Mania