Ultra Black
by Nas

Album: King's Disease (2020)
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  • Nas, Nas (Nas), yeah
    Nas, Nas
    We goin' (we goin'), we goin' (we goin')
    Uh, uh
    My pants 'posed to sag (yeah)
    We goin' ultra, yeah

    We goin' ultra black, I gotta toast to that
    We don't fold or crack (we goin')
    Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin' postal (uh)
    We goin' ultra black
    Watchin' the global change, hop in the coldest Range
    Hit-boy on the beat, this shit 'posed to slap
    We goin' ultra black, we goin' (we goin')
    We goin' (we goin'), uh

    Rhythm and Blues, Pop, Rock to Soul to Jazz
    'Til my toes are tagged (uh)
    How I look being told I'm not supposed to brag?
    Nobody fault, I tell the truth, I know it's facts, we ultra black
    Grace Jones skin tone, but multi that
    Multiple colors, we come in all shades, mocha black
    Accept where I'm at and not fight me on it (uh)
    Emotional stares like I might be wanted (yeah)
    Pitch black like the night, I'm ultra black
    Sanford and Son reruns, jokes are black (ha)
    Oh yes, oh yes, God bless success
    We goin' ultra black, like the Essence Fest
    Talk with a mask on, the freshest breath
    African black, so caress the flesh
    Superfly, The Mack, sittin' fly in the 'Lac
    Take the boat on the water, history talks with my daughter (Dest')
    My son'll be my resurrection (Knight)
    Constantly learnin' lessons, I never die, you get the message?
    I hope you be better than I, life's precious (precious)
    Two steppin'
    Sometimes I'm over-black, even my clothes are black
    Cash Money with the white tee and the soldier rag
    We goin' ultra black, unapologetically black
    The opposite of Doja Cat, Michael Blackson black

    We goin' ultra black, I gotta toast to that
    We don't fold or crack (Nas, Nas)
    Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin' postal
    We goin' ultra black
    Watchin' the global change, hop in the coldest Range
    Hit-boy on the beat, this shit 'posed to slap
    We goin' ultra black (yeah)
    We goin' (we goin', we goin')

    We goin' ultra black
    Raiders, Oakland hat, I smoke to that
    Pre-rolls and 'Gnac, what's the results to that?
    C-notes and bags (uh)
    She knows I'm classy like I'm Billy Dee Williams (smooth)
    Go ultra black (uh), Isaac Kennedy films, Penitentiary II
    Black like out in the Lou', black don't crack
    It's like the fountain of youth, the culture's black
    Like Iman, she beautiful, goin' ultra black
    To Africa, you say, "Go back"
    I stay pro-black, my Amex black (ah)
    Black like cornrows, afros
    Black like Kaep' blackballed from the Superbowls (Colin)
    Hall & Oates, I can't go for that
    Motown Museum, Detroit, I'm ultra black
    This for New York and all the map
    No matter your race, to me, we all are black

    We goin' ultra black, I gotta toast to that
    We don't fold or crack (we don't fold or crack)
    Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin' postal (this a celebration)
    We goin' ultra black
    Watchin' the global change, hop in the coldest Range
    Hit-boy on the beat, this shit 'posed to slap
    We goin' ultra black (black is beautiful)
    We goin' (black is beautiful)

    Nas, Nas (Nas) Writer/s: Chauncey Hollis Jr., Nasir Jones
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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