DJ Shadow – Systematic (feat. Nas)

Keep stirring, sip it, it’s art like Keith Haring
*scratching* Time is now
To make you feel is my new expression
Hold your breath for fifteen seconds
Don’t listen, just try to feel what I’m feeling
I’m a vessel, I’m humble
Hold your breath for fifteen seconds
[Verse 2: Nas]

Nothing stays in a steady state, It overheats and melts

Try to feel what I’m saying
[Chorus: Nas]
Let’s occupy all streets
To make you feel is my new expression
Can’t see me but Nas moving the fastest
It gets in your blood, you start to feel what I’m feeling
Meeting startups, I invest if I want to
World first
Try to feel what I’m saying
Methodical corporate culture, straight out the projects
[Verse 1: Nas]
It only feeds itself, the system
To make you feel is my new expression
No place or origin, no beginning cycle
I wish I was an arms dealer to sell illegal arms in the hood
Cherish the present and work for tomorrow
Hold your breath for fifteen seconds
In Nike sweatsuits and Gucci links
Try to feel what I’m saying
I’m sippin’ on drinks
The time is now
Eats its own litter up
It’s crazy to think in the ’80s
Let it cook for eight minutes, but you ain’t finished
Let it simmer ’til the cranberry pop a little
Close your eyes, cover your ears, do not listen
Mathematics is God’s language, it’s in my blood
I’m a 3D movie, no need of glasses
Close your eyes, cover your ears, do not listen
No backup check, put cash in my palms and we good
Transforming global markets with all of my partners
Remember the past
Systematic, uh
I wanted minks, and a Benz to listen to Michael
Place two cups of cranberry in the skillet
Yo, I think it exists just because, like a pit eats its pups
The system’s fucked, it’s corrupt

To make you feel is my new expression
Systematic

[Chorus: Nas]
Systematic
I’m a 3D movie, no need of glasses
[Outro]
And Grand Puba Maxwell and get cash while
[Post-Chorus: Nas]
Hold your breath for fifteen seconds
Systematic
[Post-Chorus: Nas]
Try to feel what I’m saying
Close your eyes, cover your ears, do not listen

It’s for its own survival, it’s genocidal
A half a cup of water, add some Henny
Art, music, letters and numbers
Lack of respect get you to fall where you stood
I’m like a Russian mob figure, I’m mad low
Close your eyes, cover your ears, do not listen
In the shadows, big up to Shadow
The system will defeat itself
DJ Shadow arose to throw blows
What’s the ingredients to the realest?