Artist: Nas Album: Street's Disciple Song: Sekou Story Typed by: The_Streets_Disciple@yahoo.com [Verse 1: Nas] Uh, I knew a few pharmacists, fuck frozen They kept pneumonias on their arms and wrists The main dude, Sekou, face look hard as shit Remember like yesterday, they were the kings of ecstacy Kept sellin' it, he blends in everywhere, has a mixed heritage Bitches let him hit on the reg', waterbed seats in his car All red ferari, Florida where we met at a redlight Homeboy bumpin' my old shit They wildin' with some freaks from the islands piled in behind him, limosine, Benz He shouted, "Nas, roll with us" I'm bored so I followed him Nikki Beach, here's where the scene begins He put me on to Don, nice ass with a set of mean twins Had a pocket full of cash, Sekou wasn't lettin' me spend I was there for the weekend, packed and prepared for anything Then he brings me to his castle in Coconut Grove War stories about dudes both of us know Never heard drunken words spoken so slow A year go by, the nigga was fly Prada shoes, a lotta jewelry, stayed high Got a call, he's in N.Y Needs a couple of G's 'til tomorrow, I dips by for a season where he's at Greets me with a smile, told him "Here keep that" Next week got a call from his wife Said somebody done took son life *beat changes* She said [Nas as Scarlett - repeat 2X] "Who gon' hold me down now? Hold me down now Tell me that huh -- who gon' hold me down now? Who gon' hold me down now? Who gon' hold me down? Tell me that huh -- who gon' hold me down now" [Nas as Scarlett] Forget about them other dudes, they talkin' to me rude 'Cause I always knew the truth, they hated Sekou H2 full of holes, the drove him off the road Left him there on this 'cain, clothes stained with his brain My soul shattered, my man's toe's tagged up Arrangement's a closed casket See now a hoe has to, maintain with his fake gang sheddin' fake tears, I won't have it Look, this kid's Jamaican -- half Hatian, half Asian Brag about how the streets needed a changin' Son, you the only one a bitch could call You remind me of my dude, help me get them all Nas: "Di-sci-ple" *scratched by DJ 3X* Scarlett: "You remind me of my dude, help me get them all" Nas: "Di-sci-ple" *scratched by DJ 3X* Scarlett: "You remind me of my dude, help me get them all"