“As We Enter” is a collaborative song by Nas and Damian Marley from their album “Distant Relatives” (2010). The track blends hip-hop and reggae, showcasing their lyrical prowess and chemistry. It received positive reviews for its infectious energy and meaningful lyrics, making it a standout track on the album. Check out the Nas As We Enter Lyrics, Video, and Download here…

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Nas & Damian Marley – As We Enter

Nas As We Enter Lyrics

As we enter, come let we take you on to dig this adventureMust be dementia that you ever thought you could touch our credentialsWhat’s the initials? Q-B Jamrock the lyrical officialsSend out the order, laws, and the ritualsBurn candles, say prayers, paint muralsIt is truth we big news we hood heroesPut ass to anchor, we come to conquerI not badman, we not play Willy WonkaAnd I got the guns, I got the ganjaAnd we could blaze it up on your block if you want toOr haze it up stash-box in a HummerOr you could run up and get done upOr get something that you want none ofUnlimited amount you collect from usDirect from us, street intellectualsAnd I’m shrewd about decimals and my man’ll speak PatoisAnd I can speak rap star, y’all feel meEven if it’s in Swahili or body GhaniMasuri Sana, switch up the language and move to GhanaSalute and honor, real revolution rhymersRhythm piranhas, like two Obamas, unfold the drama

Word is out, hysteria you heard aboutNas and Jr. Gong came to turn it outBody the verses till they scream “murder” outThe kings is back time to return the crownWho want it? Tuck your chain, we’re due comingRenegades that’ll peel you back like new hundredsBet your jewels on it you don’t want to lose on itEither move on or move on it

Queens to Kingston gunshot we use and govern the kingdomRise up to Winstead I can see the fear up in your eyes, realize you can die any instantAnd I can hear the sound of your voice when you must lose your life like mice in the kitchenSnitching, I can see him pissing on his-self and he wetting up his thighs and he trying to resist itSwitching, I can smell him digging up shit like a fly, come around, and keep persistingThat’s how you end up in a hit listIn a bad man businessNo evidenceCrime scene, fingerprint-lessFlow effortlessCasual like the weekendsNo pressure whenWe’re comfy and decentWe set this off beastingHunting seasonAnd, frankly speaking