Tekst piosenki 'Déjà Vu' wykonawcy Nas

Through the lights, cameras and action, glamour, glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast'll rise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin' savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisons my son
Smoke a gold leaf, I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm raunchy, but things I do is real, it never haunts me
While, funny-style niggas roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Rikers Isle
Holdin’ weed inside they pussy
With they minds on the pretty things in life
Gettin' props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, niggas come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back and do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, I presume the unpredictable
Gun salute life rapidly, that's the ritual

Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women (déjà vu)
It's like a whole new beginning
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women (déjà vu)
It's like a whole new beginning
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women (déjà vu)
It's like a whole new beginning
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women (déjà vu)
It's like a whole new beginning

Blunts, thugs and alcohol, what a mixture
Just picture your life as a whole judged in court, they convict ya
They tellin' you your state of mind like you worthless
So he curses, his mom's sayin' Bible verses, that's all she works with
But miracles never leave the churches
Instead, it hits the pockets of the preacher just to purchase
A house with a swimming pool, labels me a sinnin' fool
I'm just a nigga who inherited a winnin' jewel
To be a trendsetter, whenever subject to respect this
And all respect due is the essential
To street life, hustlin’, the struggle, broke ghettos
Boilin' coke settles slow inside a glass kettle
Darren Levy on my TV, lifestyles of livin' easy
Got my crew tense, plottin’ up gyps to get whips with BB's
Pushin' cakes, knew anorexics with ten plates
Celebratin' elevation in the seeds that we make
So, how you like that?

Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women (déjà vu)
It's like a whole new beginning
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women (déjà vu)
It's like a whole new beginning
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women (déjà vu)
It's like a whole new beginning
Here's a toast to my foes, trees & women (déjà vu)
It's like a whole new beginning

Escobar life, gems and raw Timbs
Gators for pretty boy haters
In Vegas with chicks trickin’ fortunes
I'm glistenin', housing cops whistlin'
Still I'm driftin' in a high, blunts is like insulin
95-I, I drive high, zonin'
Stash box zone in my trunk, I flash knots, teeth golden
Look at me now, Ma, blowin’, but how far?
Cars, cash and bitches got me out more
And things you never dreamed I could vouch for
Snake niggas slither on they a-alikes
I ain't a Christian, but I find that we pray alike
Never the one to ask for the time to a saint
A mask and nine, I think, will make my problems sink
Down a canal, similar to how we drink
Distinct diamond-flooded Sphinx shines on my links
Drug money, snortin’ bitches, in the end of times
Got my nine, till I flatline, nigga, gimme mine

Déjà vu