Pistols on Your Album Cover

## Song by Nas

"**Pistols on Your Album Cover**" is the tenth track from American rapper Nas' sixteenth studio album, *Magic 2* (2023). It samples the 1993 song "Hip Hop vs. Rap" by KRS-One.

## Personnel

* Chauncey "Hit-Boy" Hollis Jr. – writer, producer, programmer, recording engineer
* David Kim – mixer, recording engineer
* Jun Kim – assistant engineer
* Mike Bozzi – mastering engineer
* Nasir "Nas" Jones – vocals, writer, producer

## Lyrics

**Lyrics**
[Intro]

Hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B

[Chorus]

Eyes blurry, sayin' goodbye at the cemetery

I murder n\*\*\*as on wax and forget where they buried

This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B

Or pistols on your album cover just like BDP

[Verse 1]

Single mothers on that EBT just tryna feed they seeds

Scammers and boosters livin' nice off of EDD

CCTV, all the cameras'll shoot ya

Soon as you let a shot off, it'll damage your future

It's some thugs in the hood that could have been hoopers

Some good girls who turned bad who could have been super-

-Models, some Dominicanos in Cabo

Some with the bloodline of Lagos, Lagos

So many stones in my hand just like Thanos

Eat Italiano, grazie, prego

Vibe to my music out in Prague, FaceTime, me and Haas

It feel good to feel alive, think I just had a breakthrough

[Bridge: KRS-One]

*I know the light is bright but keep on watchin' me*

*I know the light is bright but keep on watchin' me*

*I'm stolen property, kickin' the flavor to society*

[Chorus]

Eyes blurry, sayin' goodbye at the cemetery

I murder n\*\*\*as on wax and forget where they buried

This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B

Or pistols on your album cover just like BDP

[Verse 2]

Man, this the hardest shit since DPG, Kurupt and Daz

Nate Dogg on the hook, Dr. Dre on the track

This melody be takin' me back but we pushin' it forward

187 on rappers, N-A-S, I'm a poet

At times, I get confused, they lie in they interviews

Get goose pimples whenever I'm puttin' on my jewels

Bailed so many brothers out, paid all they lawyer fees

After that, some turned they back, where is the loyalty?

Money's lovely but I could care less who has more than me

I'm just happy Mutulu Shakur got free

May he rest in peace, he was a warrior all of his days

And time move faster the more you get up there in age

In other news, I'm a G to the grave

I know they wanna see me burned out, depleted and drained

High blood pressure, instead I'm on a red page

My pupils are dilated, I throw on some dark shades

[Chorus]

Eyes blurry, sayin' goodbye at the cemetery

I murder n\*\*\*as on wax and forget where they buried

This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B

Or pistols on your album cover just like BDP

[Interlude]

I'm MC Shan with an Uzi

Pistols on your album cover just like BDP

To the hardest artists out there, hard

Pistols on your album cover (Blaow)

Boogie Down Productions

I remember I put Tupac onto that Henny

Howard University, Howard Homecoming, D.C.

He's like, "What's this?"

(*I know the light is bright but keep on watchin' me*)

He drank that shit though, word

Crazy, super hard, fact, facts, super facts

(I know the light is bright—)

Yeah, uh, pistols on my album cover, n\*\*\*a, blaow

(*I know the light is bright but keep on watchin' me*)

Let's go, yeah (*I—, I know the light—*)

Peace to Mutulu, I'ma get at these dudes though (*Light—*)

[Verse 3]

History revisionists, they put themselves where they didn't dwell

I was there, saw them almost shit themselves

Walked in the club one day, the pistol fell

I gripped my belt, shit was real

Back then when I used to ship a mil' out the gate

Different world, digital scales to record sales

A symposium with my bros and 'em

That mean we kick it with official bros

My journey was great but difficult, what is life if it isn't both?

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