Nana - Masta Ace, Deion

Good morning nana, what’s for breakfast?

Orange juice, scrambled eggs and some jelly bread

An Oscar Mayer bacon, that’s a king’s meal

At least compared to my friends that are really fed

You really know how to kill it with a black skillet

Energized by your love and these cats feel it

Not to be rude but my dude want a plate of food

You never exclude, that puts you in a greater mood

To give one of my dudes a little something to eat

So they stomach won’t growl when they up in the street

The sounds of a bear, but this time a year

It’s kind of cold so we home and we upping the heat

Project radiator hissing like a rattle snake

I’m in the front room playing my favorite battle tape

You in the back room watching Barbany Jones

These white folks living good and we trying to be clones

The ones you work for out in Bensonhurst

After Howard Beach, now the tension is worse

Watching over they kids while they earn a wage

Making 'em lunch, reading 'em books, now turn the page

I was only 10, I was younger then

Guess it must have been hard for me to understand it

House keys hanging on a string from my neck

Had to let myself in, make myself a sandwich, damn

Beginning and the end of me, before I can even see

The man that I wanted to be, is what you came to know

You taking every step with me, taught me to take the lead

That’s why you trusting me, you gone get what you owe

We played in the spring and summer time, learned lessons in the fall

The world is winter, but you was never cold

More than a doer than a talker, but I still live by your words

One day it’ll all register, you never get too old

We grow, things change, but you will never go

Happy Thanksgiving, sweet potato pies

They was try’na ketchup on it like a plate of fries

Come in dude for the recipe

Uncle Marvin on the couch watching the game next to me

Talking smack, messing with me like an evil twin

It’s the Playoffs and we just try to see who’s in

Dallas bout to do it yet again

Number 31 breaks a long run and the Eagles win

Thank God, dinner’s ready, this stuff is terrific

Family eats, family talks but nothing specific

No religion, no politics

Pudgy lemon at the table doing a couple politrics

I’m a teen now, the streets are mean now

High praise for the waste, you cook and clean wow

Let it be known you get paid but you’re not a maid

Nana’s here, family’s home and I’m not afraid, nah

Beginning and the end of me, before I can even see

The man that I wanted to be, is what you came to know

You taking every step with me, taught me to take the lead

That’s why you trusting me, you gone get what you owe

We played in the spring and summer time, learned lessons in the fall

The world is winter, but you was never cold

More than a doer than a talker, but I still live by your words

One day it’ll all register, you never get too old

We grow, things change, but you will never go

— Boy, what you doing up this late?

I know you excited about graduating tomorrow

— I don’t know, I’m just up, thinking about everything

— This radio show I like is about to come on

— Radio show?

What kind of radio show on at 2 o’clock in the morning?

— They call it the World’s Famous Supreme Team show and it’s about that time