Song: New World
Album: Nastradamus
*WARNING! Explicit lyrics below,
read with discretion*
Uh, it's a new
world, it's a new world,
It's a new
world, it's a new world
Uh, it's a
new world, it's a new world
Yo, celebrate
the new life
New ways to
make money
New ways to
break dummies
Forge they
name and take money
Computers ain't
that smart
Whatever man
built could be taken apart
Anything new
can get old
Like dudes
started rockin' platinum, some stopped wearin gold
solar-energized
rides, no steering wheel, tell it how to drive
No propellers
in the sky
Airplanes like
many rockets
Waitin lists
for the rich to get tickets to visit Mars
While the poor
people starve, computers takin over they jobs
A man's forced
to live off land
Now it's back
to the caveman era
When we made
fire, by two sticks rubbin together
The truth is,
many are too scared of new data
America Online,
cut off, see you later
(Hook) 2x
Yo, welcome
to the new world, new beginnin
A new way to
play, a new way a livin
Cash is the
past, a new way a spendin
New life for
man, children, and women
Yo, the new
Mike Tyson's Roy Jones
Bill Clinton's
the new JFK, without the hole in his dome
The new Don
Trump is Bill Gates
Not because
his occupation, it's 'cause we respect his cake
And cake mean
his stock, net gross
Young kids
step it up, go for the most
New cameras
in police cars takin pictures
New hustlas
gettin new street figures
And US embassies
overseas
almost every
foreign country's under seige
Covertly startin
wars, CIA, NAVY Seals
Commit larcenies
that be worth over mil's
Oil in the
earth spills
Girls blow
they body up, birth control pills
African's pick
diamonds out a dark caves
Then we wear
it on our necks just so we can light up the stage
(Hook)
Say goodbye
to the brainwashed
Say goodbye
to the young kids who not smart
Say goodbye
to the toasters and Pop-Tarts
Yo, it's real
Swallow a little
pill, there's a four-course meal
Say hello to
the one world
Say hello to
the sky, somethin's out there watchin you and I
More enticin
than Star Trek, StarTec phones
Your genes
and DNA is used to make clones
You got CD-Rom,
everythang operates by computers
Then what happens
when circuit breaks
Y2K's the big
scare
Scientists
say we ain't prepared
What I feel
is contrare
Alexander Graham
Bell made telephones, yes
But now we
request for your e-mail address
I might be
old fashioned, stuck in my ways
But nothin
make me more happier than seein today
Artist: (Nas f/) Jessica Care Moore
Song: The Prediction
Album: Nastradamus
[Rich Nice]
What's happenin brothers and sisters?
Welcome to our time
[Jessica Care Moore]
Afro-Angels hide my weapons in tangles
Black Star Spangled, fragile like hematite
with the East oils I write
In spite the lack of sunlight, got my battle
boots tight
Now that the government's gone, can't tell
your left from your right
We the assassins laughin while the New World's
collapsin
Mother Earth's ribs crashed in, armored carways
I'm blastin
As the Earth rebels now womb swells
The birth of Black Magic, savin my people
force of habit
You can't find if you ain't never had it
Spiritually crafted blackness and hair-twisted
ghetto embargo lifted
Power-shiftin comb-fistin I predict Goddesses
you runnin after witches
I kiss my fourteen stitches
Keep all my baby girl wishes
I predict all the oceans turn dry
Not one baby girl will cry as you attempt
to grow broccoli from the desert
We will take our pregnant bodies, drink from
underground rivers
Wash your face between our legs
While recreating humanity, we will summon
yem and yaw
Search for our fertility, ban all pink and
yellow pills
Ban all pink and yellow pills
I predict killing fields of ghetto armpatch
anti-Hatch
Hate groups will be bombed
Childbirth becomes outlawed
Always will be branded numbered and barred
All paper money is gone
Though few scholars can interpret our scrolls
Your sky has holes
We know the young is old
Nastradamus tell us how the story gets told
Artist: (Nas f/) Jessica Care Moore
Album: Nastradamus
Song: The Outcome
[Jessica Care Moore]
Global warming between my legs, screams against
the waves
Gave birth to thirteen daughters, so now we
never run out of water
My skin layered in diamonds and sage
Left alone and confused, forces enslaved by
days
Time keeps on whorin us
Ghetto saviors can't keep ignorin us
Flowers and flames, flutes from her fingers
Rifles pointed from her sac
or was it simply a bag of sticks and stones
Either way, she wore a compass on her head
Rains don't stop the grass from turnin red
Her hair was half perm, half dread
We gave up walking in a past-life and so we
dance
Arms wrapped around my breath and choked me
back to life
A new world wife, reflecting the sun and rolling
dice
Symbol of the drama yet to come - too late
to run
Time travelling was late
Watching was a blind man's mistake
All his assets melted right in front of his
face
His right leg drabbed with demon paste
Shoes stayed angel laced
Never count your blessings with haste
Even a prophet can catch a case
Didn't realize how sweet the future might
taste
Telepathically cutting through mental gates
Words were weapons against their hate
Shepherds search for stars in her hair
Her chest grew fermented like yeast
She broke her body like aged bread
He gave her truth from all the books he'd
read
She wrote her poems inside the mud
Sacrificed her cervix to fix the future
Named their boys and spit truth inside his
mouth
Read warm prophet, writing twisted scriptures
inside her belly
Resurrected from bones and dirt
She made hard niggaz smile
Left her seeds inside the Earth
Gave hustlers and killers life's worth
This is the life we chose, remember who was
here first
Find a reason why you curse
Gold rushed tongues by dreams too loose
Sporting electronic nooses
Hoeing humanity love-ticks over lust
Despite the damage to destiny you can't take
the best of me
In God We Still Trust
Analysis
In "New World" we see a somewhat positive view
of the new Millennium. Nas expresses the need to adjust to new technologies
"Amercia Online...clones...StarTech phones..." and suggests that with new
times will come new gays of living and being happy. He shrugs off the Millennium
scare by saying, "scientists say we ain't prepared
what I feel is contrare, Alexander Graham
Bell made telephones, yes, but now we request for your e-mail address
I might be old fashioned, stuck in my ways
but nothin make me more happier than seein today...". On the other hand
Jessica Moore's spoken word that are used as bookends on Nastradamus have
a different slant. On "The Prediction" she paints a dark image of the future.
Yet, at the time of tribulation her and Nastradamus will enjoy it, "We
the assassins laughin while the New World's collapsin". In "The Outcome"
she describes herself as a sort of Whore of Babylon / savior figure. She
describes sexual motherly features and also allowed others to live
"Sacrificed her cervix to fix the future...Left
her seeds inside the Earth, gave hustlers and killers life's worth...".
What do you think? Consider the following questions:
Why do you think rappers such as Nas use historical figures to describe their legitimacy?
Why would an artist describe
the apocalypse as something fun?