Nas, Nas, NasYeahNas, NasWe goin’ (We goin’) we goin’ (We goin’)Uh, uhMy pants ‘posed to sag, yeahWe goin’ ultra, yeahWe goin’ ultra black, I gotta toast to thatWe don’t fold or crack (We goin’)Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin’ postal (Uh)We goin’ ultra blackWatchin’ the global change, hop in the coldest RangeHit-Boy on the beat, this shit ‘posed to slapWe goin’ ultra black, we goin’ (We goin’)We goin’ (We goin’) uhRhythm 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 blackGrace Jones skin tone, but multi thatMultiple colors, we come in all shades, mocha blackAccept 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 blackSanford and Son reruns, jokes are black (Ha)Oh yes, oh yes, God bless successWe goin’ ultra black, like the Essence FestTalk with a mask on, the freshest breathAfrican black soap caress the fleshSuperfly, The Mack, sittin’ fly in the ‘LacTake 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 ragWe goin’ ultra black, unapologetically blackThe opposite of Doja Cat, Michael Blackson blackWe goin’ ultra black, I gotta toast to thatWe don’t fold or crack (Nas, Nas)Occasion, we rose to that, fuck goin’ postalWe goin’ ultra blackWatchin’ the global change, hop in the coldest RangeHit-Boy on the beat, this shit ‘posed to slapWe goin’ ultra black (Yeah)We goin’ (We goin’, we goin’)We goin’ ultra blackRaiders, Oakland hat, I smoke to thatPre-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 IIBlack like out in the Lou’, black don’t crackIt’s like the fountain of youth, the culture’s blackLike Iman, she beautiful, goin’ ultra blackTo Africa, you say, “Go back”I stay pro-black, my Amex black (Ah)Black like cornrows, afrosBlack like Kaep’ blackballed from the Super Bowl (Colin)Hall & Oates, I can’t go for thatMotown Museum, Detroit, I’m ultra blackThis for New York and all the mapNo matter your race, to me, we all are blackWe goin’ ultra black, I gotta toast to thatWe 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 blackWatchin’ the global change, hop in the coldest RangeHit-Boy on the beat, this shit ‘posed to slapWe goin’ ultra black (Black is beautiful)We goin’ (Black is beautiful)