Veni Vidi Vici

[Intro: Nas] Madonna, life is so crazy You've been through a lot I'll tell you stories sometimes, y'know? [Verse 1: Madonna] Seemed like yesterday, I was a baby on the street I took a holiday, I was steppin to the beat I had to pay my rent, on the lower east side I threw my tag around, let B-boys take me for a ride I started writing songs, I kinda got into the groove They tried to criticize my every single move But then I realized I had nothing left to lose It took me by surprise when I became the news [Chorus: Madonna] I was fearless like a renegade I had a feeling that I can't explain I didn't listen to what people said I came, I saw, I conquered I was constant as a northern star I had a fire burning in my heart I never gave up fighting in the dark I came, I saw, I conquered (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) I came, I saw, I conquered (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) I came, I saw, I conquered [Verse 2: Madonna] (Talk to 'em, talk to 'em) I expressed myself, came like a virgin down the aisle Exposed my naked ass, and I did it with a smile And when it came to sex, I knew I walked the borderline And when I struck a pose, all the gay boys lost their mind I justified my love, I made you say a little prayer Had me crucified, you know I had to take you there I opened up my heart, I learned the power of good-bye I saw a ray of light, music saved my life (music saved my life) [Chorus] [Verse 3: Nas] In 1994, I came through the door With that born beats versus scratches Verbally murdered rappers My mom's from the Carolina's, pops from Natchez And QB's where I started flowing But I was scared the cops was gonna kick my apartment door in Had a baby girl by a crazy girl, then I got married Heavily accosted, that ended in a bad divorce I know how to pick 'em, don't I? Never gave a fuck about public pressure Or the ridicule, I'm too big to lose Now who's the fool? And I ain't never been happier, no lie I'm just your humble servant, I'm Nas If y'all burn down Ferguson, I'mma riot My life cannot be compared to anybody Any trapsters, and rappers Any politicians, beauticians, a musician Anybody, so I'm anybodies Many coffins, heads or tails Penny tosses, we either dead or in jail Not many options on the block I came from And I turned to a rap messiah, spit rapid fire And I roll right back to the block I came from [Chorus] [Outro: Nas] Madonna on the track Nas in the back