เนื้อเพลง Affirmative Action (Remix) - Nas

[Foxy Brown]:
Check it, uh
Protect this n*gga for the necklace
I throw the death wish, the pretty slim sex sh*t
The rep this, remember Fox said this
We on some next sh*t, we are blessed this
The scars on our backs mean we met this
The lie for them, for 25 sentence
To keep my eyes on 'em, I straight knowin' when the light shine on 'em
Sh*tty drugs and drama, opposite three pretty thugs and a don mama
Fillin' the rest, the steel in they chest
And Boogs threw the kiss of death, it was over
And we laid out, chill I was open off he way he ate out
It was real, for real I was f*ckin' with mills and he was frag-ile
We wowin', the brown stallion
Stay stylin', on the low foulin'
The whole Firm willin', we lucked out
I know the trick b*tch he f*ck with, on some duct sh*t
Heard through the grade that she s*cked it, Firm Sos and Esco
Mad loco, Fox and 'Mega for whatever and through this cheddar
We gon' stay family, 'til we fry though
The fam will never split even if one of us die though
Along with out get-go's, we gon' blaze 'til it brick-o's
Peep the na-na, sweet taboo
The Firm tattoo on the tha-tha, now tell me what crew
Hold it down we do dada

[AZ]:
'Til the death of this, murderous moves pursue effortless
Ice necklace, high priced dressed executives
Peep the grammar, flim built strong stamina
Fourty-four nickle-plate long with the silencer
Play for keeps in shut eye you stay sleep sh*t
Remain deep and shells thrown at ya veins jeeps
Guliani suite got all the kinds goin' up for creek
Devil like biz now, who left his twirl in the streets
No intelligence, strictly slow n*ggas minds with negligance
It's evident, Feds mess up paid ya residents
We all for livin', heavyweight Firm division
Mine, I check mine eatin' Swines is my religion
You know the steeze, take aim, cock and squeeze
It's the prophecies, got the philosophies Socrates
Next up

[Cormega]:
Yo I believe that's me (Yo 'Mega represent the family)
Aiyo, the Feds got me in the top ten, cause when my got knocked in
A four-four man's hoped in, my sinister mind
Shines like a Dillinger, 'Mega exhaulted Babyface crime emperor
Yo life is based on cultures and creeds, and peep the way
drugs feed a thug n*gga seeds, I've seen n*ggas tied up
Handcuffed and tied up, coke prices rise when drugs supply dries
The Millenium drives up, rims and they blinds ya eyes temporarily
Nas and 'Mega be heavily armed for felony, Sean you could never see
The next fat cat of NYC, It Was Written like ghetto life heiroglyphics
Livin' since my real n*ggas bailed me out of prison, a lot of scams
Cause the narcotics beamin', Queens had marked dollars
And the knowledge of theives, my dream is the legacy
Of my penetentary, fake thugs couldn't even take gloves to bury me

[Nas]:
To all thoroughbreds takin' the corners, ya'll need to join us
Firm most powerful nation of rap performers, high class generals
Confidence, payin' lawyers
Swift as De La Hoya, green berett warriors
Fakes I keep them like the J. Kennedy tape, in the new with two
Bustin' all in they face, I'm never worried cause you see through
My man built the Sugar Hill from sweet tooth, we all eat
Cause we, I speak the truth, uneducated black youth
Street diploma, teach Greeks and Romans but the legacy was stolen
It's a Firm thing, generally green I wrote the theme
On how to sell a million while ya cats are mad at ya promotion team
I roll with the nice Fox, black ices pushin' whips without a license
Yeah, tight as five strokes, Nas got 19 wifies
Seven sheisty, nine of them Piceses
Three white meats under tight cheese, willin'
Big links is heavy like bricks, used to want a Pitbull
While feedin' them raw steak, it's core take
More cake, I take the time off the so-called king of the town
And lock it down