• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Don - Nas
• THE TUNE - Helloween
• The Waydown - Modest Mouse
• The Hoe Down - Patent Pending
• The Dawn - Hypnogaja
• The Don - Kool Moe Dee
• The Town - Macklemore
• The Dawn - Advent
• The Don - View
• The Dawn - Dimension F3h
• Theoden - Rivendell
• The Way Down - White Tie Affair
• The Dawn - Lost Soul
• The Tone - The Cynics

[intro: super cat]
super cat
new york girls dem are bad over we (4x)
nas the don (8x)
in a new york city (4x)
[verse 1]
yea.yea
smoking a escubano, guzzle my second bottle
hope i don't catch a homo (homicide)
grossing our net
simultaneous making me climb higher heinous crimes behind me
search but can't find me
fuck sadness
had this been you havin this lavish
habitual happiness at me you wouldn't look backwards
you would have sex on condominium roof decks
so anyone move next
i'll hit you with two techs
rocking roberto cavalli no shirt on convertible mazy
my columbiana mommy ridin beside me
every tat mean something, that's my word on my body
i'll have to lean something wit that mossberg shotty
my niggas is ignorant put lead in yo pigment
just for all the days y'all was mad i was getting it
in 97 the six
98 the bentley
now it's the ghost phantom
and ya'll can't stand em but
[hook]
nas the don (8x)
in a new york city (4x)
[verse 2]
army jacket swag army jacket green and black
wit the square top pocket that snaps
where the gas at?
pass that, not you
you hold crack where your ass at
i never did that, my sock where my stash was at
yo i used to listen to that red alert and rap attack
i fell in love with the poetry i mastered that
cuttin school with preme team at phat cat was at
future not crystal clear yet baccarat
now im the one that's reppin queens way beyond your wildest dreams
bottles on bottles with sparklers surround my team
that long cash get the baddest bitches out they jeans
20 years in this game lookin 17
i don't lean: no codeine, promethazine
i just blow green pick which a bitch can bless the king
although he's on to another chapter
heavy d gave this beat to salaam for me to rap to
blaaaah
[hook]
[verse 3]
yeah yeah..
new york is like an island, a big rikers island
the cops be out wildin, all i hear is sirens
it's all about surviving same old two step
tryna stay alive when
they be out robbin, i been out rhyming
since born knowledge like prophet muhammad
say the ink from a scholar
worth more than the blood of a martyr
so i'mma
keep it on til i see billion dollar
keep your friends close and ya enemies closer
love model chocha mommy pop it like she suppose to
eyes red shot like i'm never sober
big time smoker, indonesian doja
minis you can hold up before you get all wet up from my soldiers
don shit
under fire i remain on some calm shit
this for every ghetto and the hood
nas the don and super cat the don dada
understood
[hook]explain

Sometimes there's no tomorrow
Sometimes you hate the day
You feel there may be something
That intends to screw with fate
Take a look at what surrounds you
Each time you watch the news
Your mind gets set by someone's will
A template you can't choose
Love and desire, dry ice or fire
Don't you just want to flee their magic spell
No mercy for the nations
Two people are at war
Beliefs divide the dream they share
Of peace and harmony
Their eyes look up to heaven
Address our God in prayers
Their souls exposed
They may decease by emperor's decree
Look, how they're crying
There's no denying
Now change the channel
On your remote control
And the tune goes on eternally
For those who share the fear
On a frequency for you and me
You stare but you can't see
You hear and you agree
We're all here for a reason
So we can't just hang around
There's so much left to see and learn
Make way for common ground
And those who head the wrong way
Will rate as minor class
As castaways they'll render fools
When the horsemen come to rule
Strike the last hour in their glass towers
Infinite lust has made the curtain fall
And the tune goes on eternally
For those who share the fear
On a frequency for you and me
You stare but you can't see
You hear but you agree, you agree
And the tune goes on eternally
For those who share the fear
On a frequency for you and me
You stare but you can't see
You hear but you agree
And the tune goes on eternally
For those who long to hear
And those freaks sense they're superior
We're hypnotized, you see

On the waydown they saw a lot they don't remember
and if you asked them how, they couldn't say how they got there
and if you want them now you could just pull on the lever
and say, "I'm hung up on gravity."
you move your mouth and you start to talk
you close your eyes and then lose the thought
what's mine is mine and what's yours you probably got
and we all fall
on the waydown they saw alot they don't remember
and if you asked them how, they'd say gravity's how they got there
and if you want them now you could just pull on the lever
and say, "I'm hung up on this decade."
they found some shelves on a school's sand house
they created pagers to collect all their calls
what's mine is mine and what's yours and we all always fall

From everything that I've been told
We both have heard of gold
I can't help but falling down
When you're not around
It must have been something that I said
It must have been something that I read before
Cause these thoughts are bouncing in my head
And my ambition it falling to the floor again
I'll cut you some slack
But I'm not quite sure
That I'll let you come back
When your knocking at my door
Hold me now because I'm not sure how
But I'll try to let you know
What this is all about
Why would you hate me for this

I'm smokin' trees under the moonlight flight right into the sky
Now there's no need to cry or wonder why
Fly into the heavens, I beckon to the angels to come down
Before the sun starts to hit the ground
'Round, 'round go the wheels in my head
I dread the light 'cause I fight
And I might end up dead
I said all that's on my mental
The incidental turns into fate—wait
Can you tell me why, why do I hate?
Questions demand answers
But there's no answers to my questions
Can you point me in the right direction?
Dark demands light, but there's no light in my darkness
Can you show me how to spark this?
Death demands life, but my life is full of death
Can you tell me if I'm taking in my last breath?
On demands off, but there's no off to my on
Can you tell me if it's heaven or hell beyond the dawn?
What lies beyond the dawn
Is it enough to keep moving on
What lies beyond the dawn
Is it enough to keep moving on
I'm sittin', spitten and rewritten
Fittin' all thoughts into my mind speak
So I try to peep what's unique
Weak mental, transcendental comes down around
Try to put some action to my words
But my verbs are gagged and bound
Sound trickles in my ear and round ripples of my fear
Tell me that we can see that yes, the dawn is near
Fear not the spot that awaits you in your fate
But what I really want to know is it love or is it hate?
I'm sippin' water not coffee, comin' off me is the vibe
To strive to stay alive and just ride the ride
Slide slid down the wall, and crawled down the well
Are you swell, or do you dwell inside a personal hell?
The time is coming, hear you running from the fate that comes
Do you feel every pain, or do you go out numb?
Succumb to the reality-mentality, don't know right from wrong

I'm the don
Armed and dangerous
With a mic I like
Ordain I just
Make a wish
It becomes a command
The rhyme family
Is my fans
My territory spans
From new york to hollywood the whole country's
My neighborhood
I extort my fans support
With rhymes that taught
Lessons and caught
The ears of listners
They enlist in the
Hip hop mob on the job
Stop dissin' us
No drugs at all
We don't steal or rob
We just get paid
In the moe dee mob
I demand fans family loyalty
Tour support and record royalties
Whenever a band tries to take my fans
I put out a hit understand
I'm the don
I'm the don
Started out in parks
As a hit man killin'
With the rhymes that sparks a mic
Sparks of light
Turns dark to light
Freeze emcees
And rock the mic
Hit the deck
You know what this is
Don't nobody move
And I mean biz
One dumb hero
Tried to step
I pulled out my mic
I rhymed him to death
Other emcees wouldn't
Put me on
So I took over
Now they're gone
I made the connections
Got paid protection
Fees from emcees
No late collections
I take no shorts
Up front on the double
You ain't got it
You got trouble
I'll put out my mic
And a rhymr to bust
Another one bites the dust
I'm the don
With the ladies
I ain't just a don
In fact I'm more
Like a don juan
Pull ladies
In bunches
Break my heart
I roll with the punches
Write 'em off like a tax
No respect
You ain't down
Next
Cause I'm like
A hard-core casanova
Cross me once
Girlfriend you're over
Outta here quick as
A jet no sweat
Ain't no limit
To the girls I get
No time for games
Make no mistakes
Dis me you're done
That's the brakes
One conversation
Gets my point across
You don't like me
It's your loss
Spread the news
I get rave reviews
I'll make you
An offer you can't refuse
I'm the don
The don
Takes control of the action
Without question
And who's askin'
A takeover
Now in effect
A world tour
To make my connect
The r&b; radio
Family supports me
We'll put a hit out
On top 40
Video families
B.e.t.
We'll put a hit on
Store reports
And the billboard charts
Work hand in hand
With the local jocks
As hit men for hire
Personal hit men
Makin' the hits
From the very first shipment
Red and chuck
And the fans that love me
Mr. magic and my man
Buggsy
The hottest d.j.'s in every town is down
I'm the don
A sucker emcee
In a second I'll dis
With a flick of the wrist
He'll kiss my fist
Tip his hat
And bend and bow
How ya like me now
The o.k. coral
And the wild wild west
Is recreated when
Put to the test
Sparks will fly
Like the 4th of july
My name in flames
Will light up the sky
Other rappers go down
Tryin' to confront me
You know where to find me
Whenever you want me
But think real hard
Before you step
Remember
I'm a vet
Been runnin' the yard
Ever since grade school
Never played cool
But always stayed cool
Before you think about steppin'
I already saw ya
Step off boy
I got somethin' for ya

Now when I say 2-0, you say -
Nah, you know the rest
This is our scene
Our music, our movement, the history lives through us
I write to the beat and let life play the guitar
strings
Despite the drama, there's respect and camaderie
Every time one of my friends is mentioned in my
philosophy
It's a rite of passage, I'm not trying to be corny
I got love for Sportin' Life, Alpha P, Massline, and
Onry
Every time somebody steps out on the road
They bring a little Northwest soul with them, amen
Alright then, just so you know
I try to carry that everytime that I rock a show
So, turn my sound up
Ricochet off our mountains
It's Good Medicine that Chief Seattle would of been
proud of
Sends our city, town pride, heart, blood, sweat, tears,
I-5,
North, South side, vibe, live, ride down these city
blocks
And never will be stopped
They tryin' to shut down the clubs that my city rocks
Now Mr. Mayor why would you enforce an ordinance?
Music, it saves lives, these kids out here are
supporting it
And through the art form we've learned the importance
of community
Truth to the youth so they know what's up
Yup, and as a public school student
I learned from my teachers, but became through my music
Take that away, that's a vital
14 Fathoms Deep, Do the Math, Tribal
My greatest teachers: Beasope and Bida
Wordsayer was my mayor and things have changed
But I carry the torch and what I do with that flame
Is lit everytime that I step on the stage
The skyline is etched in my veins
You can never put that out, no matter how hard it rains
That's right, when you put on a show
And watch the people seat in between the creases and
the doors
Hitting the melly or sneaking in 'cause they're broke
Now leaving in between sets because they're needing to
smoke
The reason being whatever
The scene from Beacon to Everett
is in need of less ego when we kick it alright
I get on stage, style, share my whole life
Try to reach 'em at the bar where they're drinking
Miller Lite
But the kids in the front, they bring out the passion,
dude
Make noise throughout the show and not only when we ask
'em to
I watch the older cats jaded in the back
Hands clasped, forgot when they weren't too cool to be
a fan, damn
Hatin' at the concert
You don't remember RKCNDY, watching Heiro, or vibing
out to Alkaholiks
I know it's not the same, it never will be
But my, my, my, my city's filthy
And we've been truly dope since Supreme was up on
Broadway in the dookie rope
Mean muggin' in Sir Mixalot's video
Back when Scene was rockin' house parties on the floor
JMG's, Sit N' Spin, and The Paradox
Back when Mark introduced Geo to Sabz
So much has changed here, so much has not
I was just a kid hopin' I could earn my spot
Try to get some props
Meet a promoter who'll give me a shot
To let me get up on stage and get the crowd to rock
Read a page out my notebook
What I thought would be respected, they would connect
with it
Now looking over the city's the only thing that keeps
me calm
Scattered thoughts jotted down by this pen in my palm
It's like my city stands still, the world looks on

In this dawn
I can see: angels are falling;
In this dawn
I can see: life broken;
Where are we going?
I see men that fight
For good and justice
I see men fighting
To defend the right
I see men dying
I see men killing
The the innocents are falling
Then the justice of the stronger
"...Bell'alba questa?
In sanguinoso ammanto..."
[V. Alfieri]
My soul crying
Bitter blood tears
Where are we going...
In the end?
The beast hack in the sky
Obscuring the sun
Steel and fire
Tear flesh and blood
Iron demons
Sow shrewdness
Rom the skies are falling
Horror and destruction
"...Bell'alba questa?
In sanguinoso ammanto..."
[V. Alfieri]
Cry to the world
The angels are falling!
I cry when
The angels are dying
I cry
Bitter blood tears
In the end
I see only death and deep sorrow...
A new dawn
It must be another way...
Among fire
Standing torment body,
Children and women
Are crying for their men
From the skies
Raining blood
The earth is furrowed by sorrow:

Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a boy
He'd wander with pride to sell and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all, was sitting round the shop, while this young boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
Pondering times of sanctuary
He was taking his piano lessons, we were on half an E
Invested life in medicine, which isn't the wisest way to go,
Had so much shit going on.
Convinced he'd never win. Convinced he was a sin.
We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts
We'd turn up to all the festivals, trying to bring down the touts,
What we love the most of all was sittin' at the shop, while this poor boy was sittin' all alone,
Sittin' all alone
We'd talk of treasures and overrated games
We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all, was hanging round the shop, while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
He couldn't find none of his own kind, he didn't have none of his own kind
You should take interest in his mind, not spend all of his time wastin all his money and his time
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a don
He'd wander with pride to sell and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all, was hanging round the shop, while this young boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all was hanging round the shop
What we loved most of all was waiting round the shop
What we loved most of all was sitting at the shop,

The dawn, what of the dawn
We have come to kill, by sun or by moon
Escalating from the darkest pits of hell
And gather strength where the fire's dwell
Behold, the black horseman
On his winged steed
The prince of darkness soaring high
Behold the black horseman
On his winged steed
A pitch black shadow
Against a pale white moon
The dawn, what of the dawn
We seek the comfort of the dark
The plains of battle before us lay
You will never see another day
Never Never again
The dawn, what of the dawn
We've come to kill, by sun or by moon
The dawn that you seek will fade
Can't you see this is the end
The rain of terror will fall upon thee
His voice will shatter even the bravest of hearts
When you fall to the ground in tears
Behold his glory as you die
The dawn, what of the dawn
We have come to kill, by sun or by moon
Escalating from the darkest pits of hell
And gather strength where the fire's dwell
Our army before you will mesmerize you
Violence to the art
All life is forsaken
The dark has awoken
The fire that burns in our hearts
We are the glorious
Mighty warriors come to call your doom
This night we'll be victorious
The dawn, what of the dawn
We've come to kill, by sun or by moon
The dawn that you seek will fade
Can't you see this is the end
The rain of terror will fall upon thee
His voice will shatter even the bravest of hearts
When you fall to the ground in tears
Behold his glory as you die.
And as the sun is fading high above the battlefields
Never to be seen again
At last the fallen angel has the world within his grasp

From dark Dunharrow in the dim morning
With thane and captain rode Thengel's son:
To Edoras he came, the ancient halls
Of the Mark-wardens mist-enshrouded;
Golden timbers were in gloom mantled.
Farewell he bade to his free people,
Hearth and high-seat, and the hallowed places,
Fate before him. Fealty kept he;
Oaths he had taken, all fulfilled them.
Forth rode Théoden. five nights and days
East and onward rode the Eorlingas
Through Folde and Fenmarch and the Firienwood,
Six thousand spears to Sunlending,
Mundburg the mighty under Mindolluin,
Sea-kings; city in the South-kingdom
Foe-beleaguered, fire-encircled.
Doom drove them on. Darkness took them,
Horse and horseman; hoofbeats afar

You know reactions speak louder than words.
Thought we were past that,
forget what you heard.
Pay no attention.
Better to shut out the light,
than to find yourself at home all alone
thinkin' of me tonight.
Problems won't disappear.
When I look you in the eye,
something isn't right.
Problems won't interfere
and I don't think we'll survive.
A fall from up so high,
the tears drop,
waiting for the fallout.
This must be the way down.
It won't stop,
everything a blur now.
This must be the way down.
Everything was bound to change.
Now I know I could've saved us.
This must be the way down.
Everything was perfect,
till the train went right off the rail.
Like we were passed out,
asleep at the wheel.
When you know you've lost it,
there's no one in control.
And you will find yourself too high.
Better just try letting go.
Problems won't disappear.
When I look you in the eye,
something isn't right.
Problems won't interfere
and I don't think we'll survive.
A fall from up so high,
the tears drop,
waiting for the fallout.
This must be the way down.
It won't stop,
everything a blur now.
This must be the way down.
Everything was bound to change.
Now I know I could've saved us.
This must be the way down.
Now that the smoke is gone,
I can see that I'm all alone.
Forever has been long enough.
I need you to come back home.
The tears drop,
waiting for the fallout.
This must be the way down.
It won't stop,
everything a blur now.
This must be the way down.
Everything was bound to change.
Now I know I could've saved us.
This must be the way down.
We're on the way...
We're on the way...

[Instrumental]

Hello hello yu're reached my phone
Speak to me after the tone
Maybe we said too much already
Breath is short my hands ain't steady
I didn't want you to be alone
So I call you when I get home
Like the way you spand my money
Make me laugh but you're not funny
The tone
I hate your voice I hate the pone
Spill your guts after the tone
I said I'd call but i never do
`Cause I got nothing to say to you
Maybe we said too much already
Breath is short and my hands ain't steady
The tone the tone the tone