Nas Says “Lost Tapes II” Is Still A Possibility, Speaks On “Life Is Good” Collaborators

    This past May, Nas said that the time had passed for Lost Tapes II, the sequel to his 2002 compilation of unreleased material.

    But during a recent interview with Rolling Stone, the Queens, New York rapper said that he hasn’t entirely ruled out the potential release of the anticipated LP, and that it could be included as an “extra album.” “It’s still up in the air if I’m going to put out Lost Tapes II as an extra album,” he says. “Hopefully we can find a timeline but the first thing is Life Is Good.”

    Though he remained mum on which collaborators would appear on his upcoming LP Life is Good, Nas did reveal that he’s recorded with Salaam Remi, Jay Electronica and AZ, and hopes to duet with Scarface. “There’s a certain sound in hip-hop that I love so some of the album may give you a Nineties feel,” he said.

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    162 thoughts on “Nas Says “Lost Tapes II” Is Still A Possibility, Speaks On “Life Is Good” Collaborators

    1. First Comment niggas. .Nas and Premo! ! ! all out album. .Tell me that won’t be classic. . Get J. Cole on there to. .

    2. OK wow collabs with AZ, Jay Electronica and Scarface? Please let this be true!!!!!

      So far production duties have been confirmed or Twittered (from the producers themselves) from Salaam Rem, Alchemist, Pete Rock, DJ Premier, RZA & Havoc….

      BIG TIME..

      1. Feelin’ them dudes you mentioned, but I’ll probably skip the Salaam joint. It’d be cool to hear Esco spit over less commercial producers’ beats as well, like Oh No, Necro, Madlib and DOOM, those remix LPs DOOM did for Nas were dope. Necro’s startin’ to work outside his Psycho-Logical camp as well so maybe this collab will come to fruition. Cant wait to his ish with G. Rap.

      2. Don’t forget Q-Tip said in an interview a while back (about a year ago) he gave nas some beats so just maybe we’ll see some Tip on this album also

      1. Yes I agree, after this album he needs to release LT2 as an official album. Not like the N Tape.
        I really wanna hear some of those unreleased songs. It will prob be from 06-11 though.

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      2. fuck drake mothafuckah iwish you were in front of me so i could beat the fucking shit out of you son, nasty nas runs this rap thing, take notes son.

    3. I would do anything for some nineties sounding hip hop. Theres something about it that just isnt in todays music and its not just lyrics. Hooks and beats were better too…it all just came together then

      1. I recommend Reks for you, Grey Hairs captured that feeling perfectly without sounding unoriginal. It was one of the best albums of the last decade.

    4. this is a good news update…I’m glad him and AZ got a collabo on this album and him wanting scarface is def a good look. All I pray is the beats are tight and Nas birngs the same fire he did on Nasty to the whole album.

    5. Lost Tapes 2 has to come out no matter what. There should be no deadline for that. Why leave that material sittin’ in the vault? If Def Jam won’t put it out, you gotta drop it on your next label. That don’t work…mixtape. Some of that old ish needs to be heard.

    6. Good features so far but damn if Salaam is producing alot of tracks im gonna be dissapointed. I think 95% of his beats are trash. Nas is too good to have him producing most of his tracks

    7. Life Is Good is already better than WTT, Carter 4, and R.E.D. on “Nasty” alone:That track by itself kills everything made since the early 2000s:Track is classic and while i enjoyed a few songs on WTT, i didn’t feel like any song was a classic:Carter 4 was clearly a joke and R.E.D. was fire:That’s the best album of the year thus far:Nas will have to top that and he will:

      Life Is Good > Life Itself

      1. Whoaaaaaaaaaaa the dickridin meter has exploded!!!!!! better than life? I never seen dickridin this serious and nasty is better than the wtt album??? I am not even gonna get into but i will just say get nas dick out of y’all throats good lord…

    8. Life Is Good is turning to be another amazing album. As for Lost Tapes 2, I think he should get an OK from Def Jam to release it independently.

      1. It’s an amazing album? How many songs are on it? What’s the name of the songs with AZ? Can you spit a Nas verse off of it? LOL!

      2. Dude, I said it’s TURNING to be another amazing album, meaning I don’t know what’s on it yet besides Nasty. Do better with your reading, eh?…

      3. Scrap ”amazing”. The last truly good album he released was Stillmatic, but it wasn’t as good as it seemed, people were just so quick to overrate it as fuck, because they albums before have been so fucking terrible.

    9. Glad to see more AZ collabs coming. Jay Electronica too. But I realllly want to hear NaS and Eminem collab (Apart from that Topless track which Em’s verse was ghostwritten for Dre.) And I hope his production is on par will Illmatic or It Was Written, cause its dissapointing half the time. The album will definatly be great though, Nasty is an awesome song.

      1. WHAT??? EMINEM LEAGUES AHEAD OF NAS???? WHATCHU SMOKIN’ OR SNIFFIN’?????

        Hope you were only talking about fame and album sales….and not lyrics. But I’ll give Em his props tho, he’s definitely one of the top 5, but NOT PAST NAS!!!

      2. Em can’t touch Nas lyrically, em’s got so many gimmicks its like he think of decent subject matter…Nas straight up raw

      3. eminem can never fuck with nas, nas is just on a whole nother level lyrically he just needs a litlle better production

      4. 4 niggas that don’t understand Hip Hop for shit. Your hero was too scared to give Eminem a part on The Cross, what is it like to say ”Eminem murdered you own your shit” without backing that up by proving that you’re better than Eminem on the same track? Nobody can fuck with Eminem, Scarface acknowledged Jigga for having the balls to let him on a track on his own album and he isn’t afraid to do something with Nas, because he knows that he can hold it up easily. Eminem’s rhymes are in another universe compared to the simple 1,2 shit of Nas, his wordplay is out of this world and I don’t need to mention his countless flow variations on one song. He switches up his flow more on a track than Nas on 5 albums. That, my friend, is straight up rapping ability and Eminem has the most of it. Nobody fucks with his skills. Lose Yourself shits on Nas’ discography. He rhymes words Nas wouldn’t even dare to think of, he always chooses the easy way out. Vakill, Elzhi and Lupe Fiasco are the only ones who’re fucking with Eminem when it comes to lyrical dexterity and mastering of the language.

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        LIL WAYNE IS SO MUCH BETTER…AT BEING THE INDUSTRY’S GAY RAPPER

      2. ^^^ Go big up Vakill on an article that actually relates to him. Oh wait, can’t find one on this site that does. Why is that? A dude dropping joints better than Stillmatic should be all over the place right? Straight nonsense from a dumbass who anonymously degrades Nas every chance he gets. Nas stays true to Hip Hop more than any mainstream artist while still garnering commercial appeal. Vakill might have been hot in 94… oh wait its 2011… dude gets no play so fuck off with that bullshit… ‘rewind’ is better than Vakill’s career… dude thinks he can distinguish himself by propping up no name artists while disrespecting legends… FAIL

      3. ^^^ Go big up Nas on every article on this dickriding and biased site. Why should he be all over the place? I don’t degrade Nas, I only speak the truth. Nas stays true to Hip Hop? Since when? After he’s been discreted for all his half assed concepts albums that he uses to manipulate his fans? He calls an album Hip Hop Is Dead and sounds like Hip Hop doesn’t need him anymore. Where does he garner commerical appeal? LMAO. Lame from you to choose that whack ass ”Rewind”. I expected better from such a Nas fan. Vakill was never hot to be true, well not for the guys who only get to Nas after they’ve been listening to commerical Hip Hop for Nas, sit him on a holy throne and stop there and dismiss everything that’s even or better, because they can’t accept the hard reality that there are rappers out there who’re better than him. Vakill is the best underground rapper ever to me, endless rhyme chains, countless double-entendres that perfectly fit into the context of the track, original concepts, just perfectly crafted Hip Hop tracks front to back. ”The Darkest Cloud”, ”Worst Fears Confirmed” & ”Armor Of God” >>> Nas’ discography by far, including ”Illmatic”. Way more consistency, best punchlines ever, more honesty, more social awareness, true emotions, out of this world rhyming on every track, compared to Nas, he is able to keep his already extremeley well rhyme schemes up when he tells a story. He’s just 10 times the rapper the already good one Nas is, but that’s no shame because nobody can fuck with V to the A.. ”Flows You Can’t Imagine”, ”The Darkest Cloud”, ”The Creed”, ”Til The World Blows Up”, ”Sickplicity”, ”Dear Life”, ”American Gothic”, ”Fallen”, ”Cry You A River”, ”Sweetest Way To Die”, ”The Crown Don’t Move”, ”The Flyer”, ”End Of Days” (best lines ever written in the history of Hip Hop). I thought Nas’ greatest ability was to paint vivid pictures of the street life? What is Vakill then? Martin Scorsese of Hip Hop? He got even more aware of the city and it’s surroundings, state of Hip Hop and was more confident than ever. ”Cold War” (Chicago’s N.Y. State Of Mind”, and it’s even better, the usage of the vocabulary is out of this world, how he perfectly descriped it with such an awarness and coldness was way beyond incredible, the beat was the perfect backdrop. Then, doing what other rappers are scared of, getting exactly the rappers people compared him with on two tracks and destroying them so far and making them look like Gucci Mane’s. ”When Was The Last Time”, aren’t these the type of tracks Nas fans always loved? It’s just incredible how he puts his emotions on this beat, you can hear it in his voice. ”Serpent & The Rainbow” (one of the truest records ever written in Hip Hop and one of the best), ”Monstaz Ink” (some of the best wordplay and rhymes ever), ”Flow Fever”, this is something Jay gets loved for, just a crazy showcase of pure skills), ”Acts Of Vengeance”, words can’t describe the over the top awesomenewss of this one, it makes me wanna cry that such a crazy talented artist who perfects everything Hip Hop fans ask for, gets so overlooked. Always choosing the right beat, another thing he has over Nas and this is one of the best concept tracks ever, straight up there with Nas’ betrayal tales of ”It Was Written”, the brutal truth and the ending lines are some of the best ever. Then his new album, the 3rd one in a perfect strike, ”Armor Of God”. Compared to most other artists Vakill actually takes times and crafts whole albums, his sense for sequence is on a whole other level. ”Hi Ate Us”, some of the most amazing rhyming showcased ever on a beautiful piece of music, saying ”sorry” to his fans, he’s so humble. ”Armor Of God (sets the mood perfectly”, ”Mean Mug Muzik (OMFG, one of the sickest tracks I’ve EVER heard, the lines he spits on there are literally out of this world, he just understand language so well, to use it for his advantage. ”I’m fantastic four with the flow, I rock fire shit, unseen by any stretch of your imagination” is just one of them. ”Sick Cincema” (one of the best concepts track this year and up there with the hood descriptions of ”Illmatic”. Not to mention the endless double rhymes and the clever hook. ”Heavy” is the best written track I’ve heard in years, this is street poetry at it’s best, the emotions, the honesty, the beat that compliments the rhymes perfectly, the smooth flow, just an all around perfect Hip Hop track. ”Endless Road” I haven’t heard a truer track in a very long time, it perfectly captures the essence of the ”beautiful struggle”. The Apology (best concept track in years, such an amazing atmosphere and how sick he flows, ”Wild Wild” (beautiful ode to this hood), ”Beast Ballad” (showing that he can fuck with some of the best rappers out there easily, only Crooked rivaled him), ”Appetite To Kill” (his punchlines are the best ever, not Big L, not Chino XL, not Eminem’s, his. ”You Don’t Know (another perfectly written, beautiful tale), ”I Came 4 U” (crazy concept, sick flow, great trhymes, atmospheric beat). ”A Lynched Legacy” (shits on Untitled), ”Bi-Polar” (so fucking true and again, how he uses words is just incredible, his penmanship is unfuckwithable and has yet to be matched), ”Proof” (the best outro in almost a decade, where shows all his strengths). Just an all around perfect album and trust it will be leagues ahead of ”Life Is Good” in every way possible. It will have better rhymes by far more, way more originial concepts, a more beautiful poetry and waaaaaay better beats. Molemen are just way too fucking good to capture a feeling with their beats, that are always original, but straight Hip Hop on every side.

        Vakill is just way better than Nas, even in his prime, ever was. Deal with it, there’s no way around it. Everyone who listens with open ears and unbiased mind will know this, even if he doesn’t admit it, deep down, he will be aware of the truth.

        Musically, Vakill has never been in need of any outside assistance to succeed. Chicago has always had a reputation for lyrical rappers, but even amongst the Commons, Rhymefests, and Juices of his city, Vakill rises above the crowd. Blending a sharp tongue with street smart semantics, Vakill’s music resonates with hardcore hip-hop fans across the country. Even with all the lyrical talent in the world, Vakill has not become the household name he should be. (Which is fucking sad).

        that. With all those delays, it seems Vakill could use God’s helping hand when it comes to releasing music. Of course, the title is more than a metaphor for the challenges Vakill has faced in the music industry. The devils Vakill fights are very real and his music remains grounded in creatively presenting those real life struggles. (Yeah, true creativity and not these lame ass gimmicks, that Nas doesn’t even present rightfully on half his albums.) Best rhymes ever!

        ”My flow is God’s relic in essence
        An angelic presence, the delecates blessing, it’s hell against heaven, my flow is God’s relic in essence. Why in the fuck is you replicas testin’? With a delicate pressin’, I can blow you to maggot delicatessen””

        ””I granted my neighborhood immunity During the Rodney King riots when niggas burnt down and looted they’re communities Instead I pulled bricks from the walls of my imagination and threw ’em through the window of opportunity”

        ”No industry flow active can hurt me
        The upper echelon’s about as effective as pro-active to herpes”

        ”I write the sickest shit to hit white sheets since cross burning caucasoids”

        ”Examine the logic, that contaminates projects, and turns men into inanimate objects”

        “Its kinda frigid and heat is hells parallel, as modern day pharaohs dwell, with gang leaders controllin the streets from a narrow cell”

        ”My rep defy injury
        I set the standard of nice so high
        Once I’m in Heaven, 144,000 are denied entry
        Can it be candidly
        Vakill single handedly amputated hip-hop from humanity
        Til every emcees are Stan fan of me
        Let the world catch sleep and it’s curtains for the canopy
        Every time light bulbs pop over my head
        The roaches running across the dark walls of my sanity”

        ”Competitions like parking spots
        Good ones hard to find, everything else is handicapped, homie”

        ”We vise versa, I’m a nice person
        They only good for one nice line in every verse they invent
        Lava ran through my saliva glands with the sole purpose
        Of turning every hood to ash like the first day of lent
        The Earth comatosed last time the king feuded
        Bring units when mandibles sling fluid
        Ya’ll can’t be serious
        Vakill’s like Colombians sitting in a circle
        My name has a dope ring to it
        My reigns one step towards tomorrow
        A new world order model flower
        Spitting harder then a boxer with piss in his water bottle
        The Second Coming
        With a sperm count so high girls got to chew before they swallow”

        ”Would you rather leave it up to god or load up techs and nines and even up the odds”

        ”Half postal worker, half terrorist anthrax biochemist
        I’m the sickest pushing the envelope, please
        Born nice and dying nicest
        Dionysus-like, I keep a hand full of ass and a wine cooler
        Most quotable line ruler
        In a class by myself like a bitched up tutor hiding from Columbine shooters”

        ”After I come fuck this liquid hell
        Only hoes that’s giving head is getting flotation devices
        Digest words to kill by
        Auto-pilot my technique so even if I sleep on my own shit it’s still fly
        I’m Gods only begotten renegade angel; saint-sinner
        Make anemic hemorrhage, I can draw graphic scenic image with paint-thinner
        Let the bullshit stop to a screech with hot lead
        I beseech hip hop heads til the tooth brush is obsolete
        Many fuck around and catch a reach flip top head
        I set respectable trends
        Til the sickest emcees blueprint my testicle skin
        Don’t worry if I write rhymes, I write checks to your chin”

        ”I’m voicing oral crucification with a mouth full of nine inch nails
        Conceptually blazing in trails, with your skeletal remains and entrails
        Impaled, snug and cushy
        My hip-hop status is c-section (why?)
        Cause I’m a cut above you pussies
        My DNA spliced with a Japanese feudal lord
        Brutal sword lacerations with impartial rhymes
        Keep a bitch that’s a ten
        Pimping’s like Farrakhan with cerebral palsy,
        I can start a million march of dimes
        Significant sever uncertain signs salivating
        Circles around cyphers of a venomous serpent kind”

        In every recessive state my flows a regal spectacle
        If I was born with one nut I’ll still be ego-testicle
        And niggas shit-popping more outstanding worth than weight
        Can’t hold a fucking candle to me with Bob Hope’s birthday cake
        I’ve enhanced the Jordan rules
        Putting bodies on the mic and watch the fliest nigga leap to his death
        If the name of my profession is “Fuck You” then basically what I’m trying to say is…
        Never mind, my work speaks for itself”

        ”If scars ws tattoos with better stories
        So much trauma scribed on my melons marbles you liable to find tribal design tumors
        That contain best selling novels, so much pain cursed my adolescence
        That I can count my outer blessings on one hand
        I was shook to the bone when informed of the three slugs you took to the dome
        Just slammed and broke the hook to the phone
        Teared up and let a couple trickle
        Before retaliation could start cops knocked him and slammed him with a double nickel
        Twelve years later stil not complacent tools
        I cock I’m pacing impatiently awaiting to snap off for obvious reasons
        Grew up with G’s who’s hobby is squeezing, hell probably is freezing
        Peep said it’d be a cold day before we part
        Yeah you prone to violence, just not to start provoking acts
        You was smarter folks than that, especially to lose your life
        Over a Starter coat and hat, I’m stil heated so what
        Your pain is my pain, until the world blows up”

        ”il the world blow up) I remain the same no matter life’s obstacles
        (Til the world blow up) I will shine for us all if it’s quite possible”

        ”e ghetto reflects us, from doo-rags to school metal detectors
        To earning what you rightfully deserve is irrelevant
        Cause now we only settle for extras, if not then jumped up charging
        Got affiliates that shot at slumped up sergeants
        Just to avoid trumped up charges, kept my head stern”

        ”til I see if the price of the happiness your deserve is cheap
        As long as you embed these words deep
        And can cinematically see the world from a worm’s eye view at a bird’s peak
        Life occurs blurred, bleak sometimes but regardless of how sour the Kool-Aid is though
        It could stil be stirred sweet, there ain’t no guarantees
        Except that them taxes in a world that attacks tactless
        But Imma get full access to its axis
        And take the weight of the world off your shoulders and put it on my back like atlas
        The incompatibleness of me and your moms
        Is something that we deny greatly, we ain’t eye to eye lately
        The concept of not being there to guide you through life safely
        Is the reason me, myself, and I hate me irately
        We love each other but after mating the result is the pitas of a queen stinger
        And stil our dear relationship goes swing slinger
        Before death had a chance to do us part
        Fate had flipped us off with the ring finger
        And that’s the reason deaths celebrated and birth’s mourned
        But Imma always love you first born
        From diapers until you casket bound with black skirt on
        Til the world in your beautiful eyes stops spinning and blows up and the earths gone”

        ”e moment you squeezed the trigger, I felt dissed
        How the hell could you be so selfish, the current events that led up to this moment
        You masqueraded your death wish, you ain’t think I had the mental capacity
        To comprehended your troubles and theft ness
        So subtle I’m breathless, Imma be just like you was my old model
        That was before you murked my best friend, big cousin and role model
        Left my soul hollow, now I hold bottles of E and J
        And drown myself in this alcoholic slow sorrow
        And I find myself not taking sips, but whole swallows
        And my outlook on life’s meaning is so shallow
        You led by example
        Your life was the blueprint I was supposed to go follow
        Back to fishing due to the fact you missing
        At a crossroads ’cause at the wake of your untimely demise
        You sent me on a backwards mission
        Shit, I only pray that Allah has mercy on your soul upon his acquisition
        I can’t help but find it suitable cursing
        You fucked up a beautiful person
        And still on judgment day I pray your sole gets acquitted
        Without question I’ll always love you, I just hate the horrible act you committed”

        “Ho’s is like tornadoes — they scream when they come
        and take everything when they leave
        I give a bitch a warm reception instead of fur
        And if the crazy notion of marriage in my head occur
        and lawfully wedded her
        It’s all good — wife’s an acronym, for Wash, Iron, Fuck, Et cetera”

        ”ey say suicides an unforgivable act
        Can’t sneak into God’s graces there’s no visible cracks
        So when it’s time for him to revisit the facts, I’m praying
        That you an exception to the rule and he’ll review every individuals tracks
        Lord I hope you see the goodness that was
        But keep a spot in your heart for him and the heavenly hood that’s above
        I understood it’s a shove to ask you to keep his soul in your graces
        But if anything could it’s the love
        If I could turn back the hands of time I’d rather squeeze the tool myself
        Can’t let that kind of fate repeat G
        I hate me deeply, the possibility if I was to die this moment
        You wouldn’t be at the golden gates to greet me
        The absence would mess up the vanity the rest of infinity
        If I had a personal hell, you could guess what’s the penalty
        Shit, just the main thought of it all makes me teary eyed
        No matter how much I tell myself to look on the cheery side
        No matter how much I talk with God in deep discussion
        Cause you and I both knew the repercussions
        When you put your soul in the reapers clutches
        So why then, I’m still trying to figure as I’m crying this river

        ””breathe through the pain and exhale for, single parent homes
        Exhale crack addict withdrawls they can’t bear alone
        Exhale smoke from the barrels of those bearin’ chrome
        Exhale for the slums where angels went there to roam
        Wrote my first verse in a book of Tops
        That rolled the weed that had the crooked cops tryna book my pops
        He lived in a bottle, when he drank, I shook the spot
        Wrote 3 16s for everytime he took a shot
        Took it as a sign of confirmation
        When Will’s brains was blown on the safe, couldn’t find the combination
        Minor confrontations no longer pugilistic
        We resolved ’em with the hugest biscuits
        Understand – I seen too much not to address it
        Held the tools that you got you undressin’
        And I would exhale jewels and spot you this blessin’
        Now, take a deep breath, be honest with yourself, and exhale when I drop you this question”

        ”is is season tickets to my pain, I invite you ingraduly
        Show me a hero, and I’ll, write you a tragedy
        If there’s bullet wounds, I’ma [??] right through it’s cavity
        Insightful and avidly up close and personal
        I don’t draw pictures – I texturize the paint
        To touch souls of soldiers next to risin’ rank
        That’s findin’ it difficult to exercise restraint
        ‘Cause when it comes to whips, women, and extra pies, we can’t”

        ”ame is legendary on all blocks, spitting fireball rocks
        Before they call pops had bodies in walls and crawl spots
        Hammers is all cocked
        So many Makaveli mini-me’s in the game it’s a fucking outbreak of small pox/pacs
        And beef is when everybody is not breathing
        so body me not even”

        ”it bars that will knock out whole alliances
        Out cold, y’all about the be outsold and client-less
        Mouths closed in silence
        This fear will smoke y’all asses faster than DMX’s household appliances
        You got no money and mo problems you backwards Frank White
        I shit on who you thinks nice for ‘fore the eyes of the Lord can blink twice
        Ain’t a belt long enough to spank Christ
        And ain’t shit sweet bitch, only suge’ in my tanks knight”

        ”tter of time til my shit classic soon
        Am I nice, how can you ask it spit burns acid wounds
        And run cemeteries outta casket room, yall gassed with fumes
        Alcohol to melt a chrome nine to a plastic spoon
        Its simple I’m flyest, spit on graves to rekindle a fire
        And funeral directors is assembling choirs
        No flows resemble Messiah’s
        Niggaz do not want it til a vest with a Superman symbols acquired, prior”

        ”pastor for 16 years in the hood
        Known for steering all my troubled peers to the good
        Made sure God’s word appeared understood
        So those that didn’t believe that he worked wonders – could
        Family of five – livin’ wife, one boy, two girls
        Spiritually guided through this new world’s few perils
        Community activist, summer camps, youth centres
        Bible class to help us find the God and the truth in us
        Shield us from the true sinners that corrupted the block
        So dreams of kids wouldn’t be interrupted and blocked
        When a homeless sought shelter in a dead-ended search
        He’d take him in, feed him, let him rest his head in the church
        A neighbourhood cornerstone that made his presence felt
        Never took credit, always said God’s blessings helped
        I’m just the instrument, he’d say God’s the musician
        He’d help of bringing dreams of finding jobs to fruition
        Then a six-year-old girl was killed in a crossfire
        Block got hot, made the price of the coke go higher
        The pastor took action, waged a war on drugs
        With vows to clean up the hood, that he swore on blood
        Three days a week, the hood is led by this prophet marchin’
        Dope man’s pissed because it’s affecting his profit margin
        Now all this heat got the dope game forced in a drought
        ‘Cause the pastor got squad cars, and reinforcements out
        And the thugs ain’t feelin’ his influence on the community
        So they wait one Sunday to seize for an opportunity
        The pastor’s at church, second service, from noon to three
        Unsuspecting the acts of vengeance that are soon to be
        While he’s giving sermon, the thugs is teaching a lesson
        So all the anti-drug shit that he preach is in question
        Poured four gallons of gasoline on his estate
        Thank God no one’s home, if so they wouldn’t’ve escaped
        ‘Cause killin’ wasn’t the purpose
        Just to make the good pastor nervous
        But the kids attended the mornin’ service
        So he let them stay home and put the oldest in charge
        They were burned beyond recognition, smoldered and charred
        When the pastor found out, his heart got colder and hard
        But you vowed to be a soldier to God
        And those innocent children, didn’t have a chance to escape once
        And did I mention that the youngest of the three was eight months?

        WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
        ‘Cause murder, your soul can’t afford
        WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
        Remember, you a man of the lord
        WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
        God said revenge is his alone, so only he’s allowed to place his hands on
        the sword
        WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
        Just accept it, and grieve inside?
        WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
        Throw away your reliefs in mind?
        WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
        WOULD YOU RATHER LEAVE IT UP TO GOD? OR LOAD UP TECHS AND NINES AND EVEN UP
        THE ODDS?”

        ”Vakill drops more clever lines in the first two verses of the title track than most rappers pack in their entire albums. His music remains raw and hardcore without coming off as nerdy or dense. “Mean Mug Muzik” is an anthem dedicated to “that new Chicago gangsta” and finds Vakill giving us a tribute to his city while unleashing lines like “spit divine as corpus christi, flowing hell fire til your corpse is crispy.”
        “Sick Cinema” is a gritty collection of street tales where Vakill shows us that dope punch lines don’t have to be strictly about bragging when he declares that “everything that glitters ain’t gold, and what’s gold is piss glistening” as a way to express the despair and darkness that surrounds him.”

        ”To say Vakill is on his game on this album is quite an understatement. Every song has a number of quotable lines that mesh seamlessly with Vakill’s verses. The album is balanced with Vakill showing focus on every song. “Heavy” is a reflective track dealing with the pressures and expectations he faces. “Endless Road” is a somber, but motivating, track speaking on the constant struggle to succeed. “The Apology” serves as a conceptual track where Vakill takes on several roles, including that of a gang leader who eventually hurt the neighborhood he intended to protect with his gang. Perhaps the most serious track on the album comes with “A Lynched Legacy” where Vakill aims to educate the youth on the violent history of race relations in this country.”

        ”With all the praise heaped upon “Armor of God,” it’s no surprise that the album is among the best, if not THE best, out of the albums that I’ve heard this year”

        ”Lyrically, Vakill delivers verse after verse of focused, vicious, and thought provoking lines. In the past, some have labeled Vakill an immensely talented emcee who has not reached his potential. With “Armor of God,” he’s pushed himself past conditional compliments and cemented his status as the best emcee in Chicago.”

      4. vakill is gay as fuk quit tryin ta promote ur album bitch u will nevr evr b better then mr jones u ol dik in da booty ass nigga and i fukd lil weezys butthole in rikers tlk bout a tight ass two words donkey punch

    10. No Doubt This Is Going Be Another Classic,An EMC’s Career Is Complete In HIPHOP HISTORY If An EMC Has One Classic But Multiple Classics & Another Possible Classic(Lost Tapes 2)as A Deuce Of Spades…Nas Is Mos Def’ly HIPHOP G.O.A.T’s Circle…That G.O.A.T Circle Is A Place Where All These Greats Are Superior & Equal…Other EMC’s In My G.O.A.T Herd Are Rakim,Ice Cube,KRS-1,Kool G Rap,BDK,NAS,Wise Intelligent,Black Thought,Slim Shady & Andre BenJamin’ and Just Off The Top & There Are Many More G.O.A.T.s In My HIPHOP Herd….lol GZA,Canibus,Holocaust,FaceMob,Chino XL…Peace To REAL HIPHOP…Being A G.O.A.T Is Like Jordan,Bill Russell,Kareem,Magic Johnson,Bird,Zeek Thomas,Kobe,Tim Duncan..Each Were & Are Greats In Their Respective Era Space & Time…!!!

    11. A collab i wouldn’t mind hearing on this LP is Jay & Nas round 3:

      Round 1: “Black Republicans” The chemistry was off:They didn’t go well together:The track seemed a little FORCED:Jay outshined Nas though:I was shocked Nas allowed Jay to get the better of him but overall, the song was a 3:

      Round 2: “Success” Nas got his revenge:He came in and killed the track and left Jay clueless and together, their chemistry seemed to have gotten better:Overall, it was a much better song than ‘Black Republicans’ 4.5 stars:

      Now i would like to hear a round 3:I think they bring the best out in each other but both rappers tries to act like it doesn’t:No matter how they feel about it, they’re rivals:It was classic when then went head to head and i would very much enjoy a classic round 3 of these two on wax together:

      1. I’d probably take Black Republicans over Success, if only because it hinted at their beef and the Godfather II sample was dope. Either way, a Jay feature would be cool on Life Is Good.

      2. I Do It For Hip Hop was round 3. Which Nas took, agreed with the first 2 songs you reviewed. I hope they dont do another song in the future tbh. Jay was supposed to be on The Scientist but Nas wasn’t feeling that so left the sessions early and left Just Blaze with 30 half a verse.

      3. @princejimmy,its ur opinion dat Jay outdid Nas on BR, IMO, Nas clearly took that, We can put up the lyrics side by side if u want.

      4. @ Youm, which song is the “The Scientist”, tell me more about it please?

        ya, a more natural blending of the two song will do, as Black Republican, i think they were just under pressure of what was expected of them. Success was more a Jay track & Nas just tagging along. I Do It for Hip HOp, was better of the 3, so i think round 4 will be more natural than the 1st 2

        but id rather hope for a round 3 of Nas & Lauryn Hill, now that’s beautiful chemistry 🙂

      5. Jay won every single track without effort, he signed this money creeding fucker, made him give up his pride and destroyed him on his own album, where he outshined Nas’ whole performances with a single verse. Don’t you see why he does this? To get attention while all his other manipulation failed, after years of pop filled garbage that flopped, he comes outta nowhere and loves Hip Hop? FAILED SELL OUT FUCK, HIP HOP HATES YOU!!!

        Reks ”Say Goodnight” & ”25th Hour” >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Nas’ discography, off delivery alone.

      1. and only a non-relevant soulja boi lil b dick ridin’ piece of fuck would say some stupid ignorant ass shit like that. kill yourself now, your ears dont deserve to hear music.

      2. he’s not relevant? why? because he’s not what’s hot right now? you sir are not a true fan of hip hop. it’s all about classic albums bitches!

      3. Fucking win? Other rappers have been doing it for years and far better than Nas ever could in this day and time. Don’t you see why he does this? To get attention while all his other manipulation failed, after years of pop filled garbage that flopped, he comes outta nowhere and loves Hip Hop? FAILED SELL OUT FUCK, HIP HOP HATES YOU!!!

        Reks ”Say Goodnight” & ”25th Hour” >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Nas’ discography, off delivery alone.

    12. List of should be’s…
      Producers: DJ Premier (underground 90s flow), 9th Wonder (laidback), Swizz Beatz (bangers/radio potential), Just Blaze (epic), Neptunes (just to switch it up)
      Features: Jay-Z, AZ, J Cole, The Game, Raekwon, Jay Electronica, Lupe Fiasco

      1. To hear him getting destroyed on every single track? LMAO. Nas hasn’t the right to claim Top 10 status, he’s the rap version of LeBron, Jay is Jordan. Nas should get the fuck out, at least he’s wise enought to not choose guys like Royce, Saigon or Elzhi who would destroy his careeer without effort.

    13. when is AZ’s doe or die 2 coming out? AZ is sooo dope!!! i would love to see a duet album with Nas and AZ now that would bury WTT. no doubt more chemistry u cant deny it.

      1. i have felt the exactsame way, a nas/az collab album would probably kill wtt. imo anytime nas and az have came together it has been fuckin crazy level 80 high wizard shit.

      1. Yeah, Emeritus was supposed to be his last album, but last year, he decided to come back to rap. He’s supposed to be working on a new album right now.

    14. Life Is Good, needs Good Producers too. He must work with Premo, & RZA

      Nas is beast lyrically when you put him againts the best lyrically coz he don’t wanna be outshined. listen to “The Saints”…he needs to collab with Killah Priest again, i think they have dope chemistry

      so apart from AZ, Jay Electronica, & Scarface…this album needs to also feature Lauryn Hill, Amy Winehouse (unreleased verse/ vocals), Killah Priest & Jay Z

    15. don’t ya’ll think it would be dope if he did a back & fourth metaphor meteor shower track with Royce da 5’9, since he did once say, “he’s nice”?

      Nas needs not to feature artist coz they famous, but coz they can hold it down lyrically

      1. Nas was too scared for a Eminem and a Canibus verse, so Royce would KILL this dude with one metaphor, get the fuck outta here with comparing two rappers who are worlds apart lyrically. Vakill would KILL Royce like he did back in ’06. He ain’t scared to call out the rappers who have similarities with him and get on a track with them to show the he can hold it down with such a competition.

      1. Fucking win? Other rappers have been doing it for years and far better than Nas ever could in this day and time. Don’t you see why he does this? To get attention while all his other manipulation failed, after years of pop filled garbage that flopped, he comes outta nowhere and loves Hip Hop? FAILED SELL OUT FUCK, HIP HOP HATES YOU!!!

        Reks ”Say Goodnight” & ”25th Hour” >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Nas’ discography, off delivery alone.

      2. Compared to Nas, the fucking dumb fool, Reks loves Hip Hop and respects the true King, Premo. Reks would destroy Nas in a second. Nas could NEVER flow like him.

    16. NAS is the fucking king, greatest lyricist can’t wait till he drop life is good and lost tapes 2 and it aint gon be no bull shit new wack hiphop its gona be that raw nasty nas of 90s nigggaaa

      1. Yeah, Em’s would be, you don’t know a single fucking thing about Hip Hop, if you call Nas a technical rapper or a spitter. Eminem would rip this dumb dropout to shreds before he could even respond. His nursery rhyming is down there with Gucci’s, his freestyles would be even worse. The analogies he did on that Wayne track were HORRIBLE AS FUCK, GET THIS NON-SKILLED, TREND FOLLOWING SUCKER FOR LOVE OUT OF THE RAP GAME!!!

      2. ^^ I swear this anonymous bitch is the same guy leavin all these comments hatin on nas. Why the fuck u so mad!? Nas is 1 of the smartest most lyrical rappers out. And school dnt teach u shit, aint no Real knowledge there. Oh and Em’s a dropout to u idiot

    17. Nas is ‘THE’ GOD of Hip Hop and that my friends is an absolute F.A.C.T. Not even Eminem can steal that crown, he’s up there with the best of them but he is not the best. Nas is KING and Jay-z is the Joker.

    18. I just got a $ 829.99 iPad2 for only $ 103.37 and my mom got a $ 1499.99 HDTV for only $ 251.92, they are both coming with USPS tomorrow. I would be an idiot to ever pay full retail prices at places like Walmart or Bestbuy. I sold a 37″ HDTV to my boss for $ 600 that I only paid $ 78.24 for. I use BetaOffer.com

    19. first off. WHERE IS THIS INTERVIEW? I’d like to read it in full, seeing how DX’s posts are always titbids. you should see rap radar’s version of this, it just says the part about the lost tapes, those readers are missing out on the features part.

      but heres my idea

      NaS need to make “illmatic” a trilogy.
      It’s only right.

      Illmatic
      Stillmatic

      …..
      Skillmatic?
      Trillmatic?
      Chillmatic?

      SUGGESTIONS?

      1. HOW CAN A RAPPER WHO DOESN’T HAVE ANY SKILL, BESIDES NURSERY RHYMES,ONE FLOW, LAME POETRY AND TERRIBLE ANALOGIES CALL HIS ALBUM SKILLmatic? LMAO, you don’t know one thing about rap itself. Nas fucking sucks at rapping, he’s one of the worst ever, in fact, he’s the most overrated rapper ever. He does not belong into a Top 50 list for the crimes he did on the mic and paper.

    20. New Nas and AZ? I just shit my pants. Definitely the best duo that never made an ablum. Still one of the best ever. Can’t fucking wait for that ish!

      1. Real Talk. All these fools on hear talking bout who should feature and who should produce on the album. Let me ask y’all this, when the album drops are you going to buy it or download it? Let’s be real folks, support real hip hop. And we all know what Nas brings to the table, so let’s support it!

      2. LMAO, REAL HIP HOP, YOU SHOULD BE DISQUALIFIED FROM EVERY MAJOR HIP HOP SITE. REAL HIP HOP DOESN’T EXIST AND FOR SURE AS FUCK FOR NOBODY THAT ADAPTS EVERY TREND AND TRIES TO DO FOR WHY HE ONCE HAD FANS. After he got shitted on fr years, for his manipulation and half assed concepts, he tries to go back and do straight Hip Hop? YOU FAILED, RETIRE FOREVER AND LEAVE RAP ALONE, IT DOESN’T NEED YOU!!!

      3. totally agree. cats fucking complain about how weezy sucks but he sold almost a mill in one week. i seen nas’ facebook fan page and he has as much fans as the number of copies wayne sold of the carter IV. but my gripe is where is those fans when the new album comes out? nowhere. people need to stop saying they’re a fan of an artist but when the artist album comes out, they’re a no show at the best buy or itunes. makes me sick

      1. RealHipHopHead who respects Nas, what are you, a walking contradicition? Nas shitted on the culture several times and is the rapper with most failed attempts of selling out.

      2. B let’s start off u ain’t relevant nor will u ever b relevant unless we were in a gay strip club everything nas drops is classic.1 nas song = more than your career will ever be. And you said it yourself YOU ARE GAY!!!!!!!! BITCH

    21. Life is good producers should include , dj premier, dj premier , and dj premier./////// artist should include , lupe fiasco, jay-z , kanye west , common , mos def, black thought , talib kweli and last but not least ice cube

    22. Irrelevant? LOL! The world is big with billions of people on it! You think everybody shares these little simpleton thoughts you idiots think? Some of you are so stupid, do you realize he’s on every major rap site? Here’s more fuel for your childish thinking, he’s on Wayne’s new album! LOL! Here’s some more, he was in the studio with Frank Ocean! LOL!

      1. c’mon groupie, get over it already, u looking real pathetic n disgusting, its no wonder u remain anonymous cos u r one dumb n bitter fella, lmao

    23. LMAO, REAL HIP HOP, ANYONE WHO USES THIS TERM SHOULD BE DISQUALIFIED FROM EVERY MAJOR HIP HOP SITE. REAL HIP HOP DOESN’T EXIST AND FOR SURE AS FUCK FOR NOBODY THAT ADAPTS TO EVERY SINGLE TREND AND TRIES TO DO THE THINGS THAT ONCE GOT HIM FANS. After he got shitted on for years, for his manipulation and half assed concepts, he tries to go back and do straight Hip Hop? YOU FAILED, RETIRE FOREVER AND LEAVE RAP ALONE, IT DOESN’T NEED YOU, YOU SELL OUT FAIL!!!

    24. HOW CAN A RAPPER WHO DOESN’T HAVE ANY SKILL, BESIDES NURSERY RHYMES,ONE FLOW, LAME POETRY AND TERRIBLE ANALOGIES CALL HIS ALBUM SKILLmatic? LMAO, you don’t know one thing about rap itself. Nas fucking sucks at rapping, he’s one of the worst ever, in fact, he’s the most overrated rapper ever. He does not belong into a Top 50 list for the crimes he did on the mic and paper. He comes behind 50 in the list of terrible rhyming.

    25. Yeah, Em’s would be, you don’t know a single fucking thing about Hip Hop, if you call Nas a technical rapper or a spitter. Eminem would rip this dumb dropout to shreds before he could even respond. Eminem is another universe when it comes to straight rapping ability, Nas sucks at straight rapping, I would LOVE a freestyle video of him, to see him getting EMBERASSED, Nas holding his own on a track with a motivated Royce?! GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE, you would forget his voice forever, if he’d appear on such a track, but thankfully, he’s too scared to do shit with Eminem. His mic presence is one of the weakest ever, while Eminem and Royce ripped the mic for an hour with their lyrical firestorms. His nursery rhyming is down there with Gucci’s, his freestyles would be even worse. The analogies he did on that Wayne track were HORRIBLE AS FUCK, GET THIS NON-SKILLED, TREND FOLLOWING SUCKER FOR LOVE OUT OF THE RAP GAME!!!

    26. Now he wants to release Lost Tapes Pt. II, because nobody cares about his garbage albums. AZ should take his pride and go elsewhere, to way better rappers who force him to go full out on a track.

      1. LOL.

        Lupe Fiasco, Eminem, Jay-Z, Reks, Elzhi, Shad, Vakill, One Be Lo (just dropped a crazy ass, out of this world project, which perfects lyrical finesse and gives rhyming a whole new meaning, it’s called L.A.B.O.R. (Language Arts Based on Reality, which SHITS on Nas’ discography), you can listen to it on Bandcamp, he’s way nicer than Nas ever was, Illogic (same as One Be Lo), Joe Budden, Crooked I, C-Rayz Walz, Saigon, DOOM, Access Immortal, Killah Priest and The Last Emperor and countless I don’t have the time to write down now.

      2. who the fuck is this jerkoff on this site saying one be lo discography is better than nas. when was it better? in another fucking dimension? get the fuck off this site with that bullshit. and eminem is a great lyricist but he stole his style from redman and nas(and az too). in fact a lot of cats stole they style from redman (not talking about nas) like ludacris. a lot of you guys don’t know hip hop. not saying all of y’all but if you started listening to hip hop for 5 years to 10 years, u don’t know shit

    27. Reks – ”Mascara (The Ugly Truth)” SHITS on Untitled, musically and concept wise.

      See the video of a TRUE rapper who LOVES the cultures, has way BETTER skills and would NEVER sell out. Nas would NEVER have the balls to do something like this.

    28. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bMOH4aEF8TE

      ”This is not for the radio, this is for the people”.

      This is the soul and essence of true Hip Hop and saying ”Fuck YOU” to the industry, Nas would never do this, I hate him when he acts like a true rapper and does NOTHING for it.

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqVwqUZjN50

      ”Pray For Me (Suicide Note)”

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqVwqUZjN50

      When was the last time Nas did a track like this? This nigga LOVES Hip Hop and has way more SKILLS than Nas EVER had.

      Nas, Hip Hop SUCKS because of YOU!!!

    29. ‘My flow is God’s relic in essence
      An angelic presence, the delecates blessing, it’s hell against heaven, my flow is God’s relic in essence. Why in the fuck is you replicas testin’? With a delicate pressin’, I can blow you to maggot delicatessen””

      ””I granted my neighborhood immunity During the Rodney King riots when niggas burnt down and looted they’re communities Instead I pulled bricks from the walls of my imagination and threw ’em through the window of opportunity”

      ”No industry flow active can hurt me
      The upper echelon’s about as effective as pro-active to herpes”

      ”I write the sickest shit to hit white sheets since cross burning caucasoids”

      ”Examine the logic, that contaminates projects, and turns men into inanimate objects”

      “Its kinda frigid and heat is hells parallel, as modern day pharaohs dwell, with gang leaders controllin the streets from a narrow cell”

      ”My rep defy injury
      I set the standard of nice so high
      Once I’m in Heaven, 144,000 are denied entry
      Can it be candidly
      Vakill single handedly amputated hip-hop from humanity
      Til every emcees are Stan fan of me
      Let the world catch sleep and it’s curtains for the canopy
      Every time light bulbs pop over my head
      The roaches running across the dark walls of my sanity”

      ”Competitions like parking spots
      Good ones hard to find, everything else is handicapped, homie”

      ”We vise versa, I’m a nice person
      They only good for one nice line in every verse they invent
      Lava ran through my saliva glands with the sole purpose
      Of turning every hood to ash like the first day of lent
      The Earth comatosed last time the king feuded
      Bring units when mandibles sling fluid
      Ya’ll can’t be serious
      Vakill’s like Colombians sitting in a circle
      My name has a dope ring to it
      My reigns one step towards tomorrow
      A new world order model flower
      Spitting harder then a boxer with piss in his water bottle
      The Second Coming
      With a sperm count so high girls got to chew before they swallow”

      ”Would you rather leave it up to god or load up techs and nines and even up the odds”

      ”Half postal worker, half terrorist anthrax biochemist
      I’m the sickest pushing the envelope, please
      Born nice and dying nicest
      Dionysus-like, I keep a hand full of ass and a wine cooler
      Most quotable line ruler
      In a class by myself like a bitched up tutor hiding from Columbine shooters”

      ”After I come fuck this liquid hell
      Only hoes that’s giving head is getting flotation devices
      Digest words to kill by
      Auto-pilot my technique so even if I sleep on my own shit it’s still fly
      I’m Gods only begotten renegade angel; saint-sinner
      Make anemic hemorrhage, I can draw graphic scenic image with paint-thinner
      Let the bullshit stop to a screech with hot lead
      I beseech hip hop heads til the tooth brush is obsolete
      Many fuck around and catch a reach flip top head
      I set respectable trends
      Til the sickest emcees blueprint my testicle skin
      Don’t worry if I write rhymes, I write checks to your chin”

      ”I’m voicing oral crucification with a mouth full of nine inch nails
      Conceptually blazing in trails, with your skeletal remains and entrails
      Impaled, snug and cushy
      My hip-hop status is c-section (why?)
      Cause I’m a cut above you pussies
      My DNA spliced with a Japanese feudal lord
      Brutal sword lacerations with impartial rhymes
      Keep a bitch that’s a ten
      Pimping’s like Farrakhan with cerebral palsy,
      I can start a million march of dimes
      Significant sever uncertain signs salivating
      Circles around cyphers of a venomous serpent kind”

      In every recessive state my flows a regal spectacle
      If I was born with one nut I’ll still be ego-testicle
      And niggas shit-popping more outstanding worth than weight
      Can’t hold a fucking candle to me with Bob Hope’s birthday cake
      I’ve enhanced the Jordan rules
      Putting bodies on the mic and watch the fliest nigga leap to his death
      If the name of my profession is “Fuck You” then basically what I’m trying to say is…
      Never mind, my work speaks for itself”

      ”If scars ws tattoos with better stories
      So much trauma scribed on my melons marbles you liable to find tribal design tumors
      That contain best selling novels, so much pain cursed my adolescence
      That I can count my outer blessings on one hand
      I was shook to the bone when informed of the three slugs you took to the dome
      Just slammed and broke the hook to the phone
      Teared up and let a couple trickle
      Before retaliation could start cops knocked him and slammed him with a double nickel
      Twelve years later stil not complacent tools
      I cock I’m pacing impatiently awaiting to snap off for obvious reasons
      Grew up with G’s who’s hobby is squeezing, hell probably is freezing
      Peep said it’d be a cold day before we part
      Yeah you prone to violence, just not to start provoking acts
      You was smarter folks than that, especially to lose your life
      Over a Starter coat and hat, I’m stil heated so what
      Your pain is my pain, until the world blows up”

      ”il the world blow up) I remain the same no matter life’s obstacles
      (Til the world blow up) I will shine for us all if it’s quite possible”

      ”e ghetto reflects us, from doo-rags to school metal detectors
      To earning what you rightfully deserve is irrelevant
      Cause now we only settle for extras, if not then jumped up charging
      Got affiliates that shot at slumped up sergeants
      Just to avoid trumped up charges, kept my head stern”

      ”til I see if the price of the happiness your deserve is cheap
      As long as you embed these words deep
      And can cinematically see the world from a worm’s eye view at a bird’s peak
      Life occurs blurred, bleak sometimes but regardless of how sour the Kool-Aid is though
      It could stil be stirred sweet, there ain’t no guarantees
      Except that them taxes in a world that attacks tactless
      But Imma get full access to its axis
      And take the weight of the world off your shoulders and put it on my back like atlas
      The incompatibleness of me and your moms
      Is something that we deny greatly, we ain’t eye to eye lately
      The concept of not being there to guide you through life safely
      Is the reason me, myself, and I hate me irately
      We love each other but after mating the result is the pitas of a queen stinger
      And stil our dear relationship goes swing slinger
      Before death had a chance to do us part
      Fate had flipped us off with the ring finger
      And that’s the reason deaths celebrated and birth’s mourned
      But Imma always love you first born
      From diapers until you casket bound with black skirt on
      Til the world in your beautiful eyes stops spinning and blows up and the earths gone”

      ”e moment you squeezed the trigger, I felt dissed
      How the hell could you be so selfish, the current events that led up to this moment
      You masqueraded your death wish, you ain’t think I had the mental capacity
      To comprehended your troubles and theft ness
      So subtle I’m breathless, Imma be just like you was my old model
      That was before you murked my best friend, big cousin and role model
      Left my soul hollow, now I hold bottles of E and J
      And drown myself in this alcoholic slow sorrow
      And I find myself not taking sips, but whole swallows
      And my outlook on life’s meaning is so shallow
      You led by example
      Your life was the blueprint I was supposed to go follow
      Back to fishing due to the fact you missing
      At a crossroads ’cause at the wake of your untimely demise
      You sent me on a backwards mission
      Shit, I only pray that Allah has mercy on your soul upon his acquisition
      I can’t help but find it suitable cursing
      You fucked up a beautiful person
      And still on judgment day I pray your sole gets acquitted
      Without question I’ll always love you, I just hate the horrible act you committed”

      “Ho’s is like tornadoes — they scream when they come
      and take everything when they leave
      I give a bitch a warm reception instead of fur
      And if the crazy notion of marriage in my head occur
      and lawfully wedded her
      It’s all good — wife’s an acronym, for Wash, Iron, Fuck, Et cetera”

      ”ey say suicides an unforgivable act
      Can’t sneak into God’s graces there’s no visible cracks
      So when it’s time for him to revisit the facts, I’m praying
      That you an exception to the rule and he’ll review every individuals tracks
      Lord I hope you see the goodness that was
      But keep a spot in your heart for him and the heavenly hood that’s above
      I understood it’s a shove to ask you to keep his soul in your graces
      But if anything could it’s the love
      If I could turn back the hands of time I’d rather squeeze the tool myself
      Can’t let that kind of fate repeat G
      I hate me deeply, the possibility if I was to die this moment
      You wouldn’t be at the golden gates to greet me
      The absence would mess up the vanity the rest of infinity
      If I had a personal hell, you could guess what’s the penalty
      Shit, just the main thought of it all makes me teary eyed
      No matter how much I tell myself to look on the cheery side
      No matter how much I talk with God in deep discussion
      Cause you and I both knew the repercussions
      When you put your soul in the reapers clutches
      So why then, I’m still trying to figure as I’m crying this river

      ””breathe through the pain and exhale for, single parent homes
      Exhale crack addict withdrawls they can’t bear alone
      Exhale smoke from the barrels of those bearin’ chrome
      Exhale for the slums where angels went there to roam
      Wrote my first verse in a book of Tops
      That rolled the weed that had the crooked cops tryna book my pops
      He lived in a bottle, when he drank, I shook the spot
      Wrote 3 16s for everytime he took a shot
      Took it as a sign of confirmation
      When Will’s brains was blown on the safe, couldn’t find the combination
      Minor confrontations no longer pugilistic
      We resolved ’em with the hugest biscuits
      Understand – I seen too much not to address it
      Held the tools that you got you undressin’
      And I would exhale jewels and spot you this blessin’
      Now, take a deep breath, be honest with yourself, and exhale when I drop you this question”

      ”is is season tickets to my pain, I invite you ingraduly
      Show me a hero, and I’ll, write you a tragedy
      If there’s bullet wounds, I’ma [??] right through it’s cavity
      Insightful and avidly up close and personal
      I don’t draw pictures – I texturize the paint
      To touch souls of soldiers next to risin’ rank
      That’s findin’ it difficult to exercise restraint
      ‘Cause when it comes to whips, women, and extra pies, we can’t”

      ”ame is legendary on all blocks, spitting fireball rocks
      Before they call pops had bodies in walls and crawl spots
      Hammers is all cocked
      So many Makaveli mini-me’s in the game it’s a fucking outbreak of small pox/pacs
      And beef is when everybody is not breathing
      so body me not even”

      ”it bars that will knock out whole alliances
      Out cold, y’all about the be outsold and client-less
      Mouths closed in silence
      This fear will smoke y’all asses faster than DMX’s household appliances
      You got no money and mo problems you backwards Frank White
      I shit on who you thinks nice for ‘fore the eyes of the Lord can blink twice
      Ain’t a belt long enough to spank Christ
      And ain’t shit sweet bitch, only suge’ in my tanks knight”

      ”tter of time til my shit classic soon
      Am I nice, how can you ask it spit burns acid wounds
      And run cemeteries outta casket room, yall gassed with fumes
      Alcohol to melt a chrome nine to a plastic spoon
      Its simple I’m flyest, spit on graves to rekindle a fire
      And funeral directors is assembling choirs
      No flows resemble Messiah’s
      Niggaz do not want it til a vest with a Superman symbols acquired, prior”

      ”pastor for 16 years in the hood
      Known for steering all my troubled peers to the good
      Made sure God’s word appeared understood
      So those that didn’t believe that he worked wonders — could
      Family of five — livin’ wife, one boy, two girls
      Spiritually guided through this new world’s few perils
      Community activist, summer camps, youth centres
      Bible class to help us find the God and the truth in us
      Shield us from the true sinners that corrupted the block
      So dreams of kids wouldn’t be interrupted and blocked
      When a homeless sought shelter in a dead-ended search
      He’d take him in, feed him, let him rest his head in the church
      A neighbourhood cornerstone that made his presence felt
      Never took credit, always said God’s blessings helped
      I’m just the instrument, he’d say God’s the musician
      He’d help of bringing dreams of finding jobs to fruition
      Then a six-year-old girl was killed in a crossfire
      Block got hot, made the price of the coke go higher
      The pastor took action, waged a war on drugs
      With vows to clean up the hood, that he swore on blood
      Three days a week, the hood is led by this prophet marchin’
      Dope man’s pissed because it’s affecting his profit margin
      Now all this heat got the dope game forced in a drought
      ‘Cause the pastor got squad cars, and reinforcements out
      And the thugs ain’t feelin’ his influence on the community
      So they wait one Sunday to seize for an opportunity
      The pastor’s at church, second service, from noon to three
      Unsuspecting the acts of vengeance that are soon to be
      While he’s giving sermon, the thugs is teaching a lesson
      So all the anti-drug shit that he preach is in question
      Poured four gallons of gasoline on his estate
      Thank God no one’s home, if so they wouldn’t’ve escaped
      ‘Cause killin’ wasn’t the purpose
      Just to make the good pastor nervous
      But the kids attended the mornin’ service
      So he let them stay home and put the oldest in charge
      They were burned beyond recognition, smoldered and charred
      When the pastor found out, his heart got colder and hard
      But you vowed to be a soldier to God
      And those innocent children, didn’t have a chance to escape once
      And did I mention that the youngest of the three was eight months?

      WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
      ‘Cause murder, your soul can’t afford
      WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
      Remember, you a man of the lord
      WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
      God said revenge is his alone, so only he’s allowed to place his hands on
      the sword
      WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
      Just accept it, and grieve inside?
      WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
      Throw away your reliefs in mind?
      WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
      WOULD YOU RATHER LEAVE IT UP TO GOD? OR LOAD UP TECHS AND NINES AND EVEN UP
      THE ODDS?”

      Way better lyricist than Nas ever was and will be, way complexer and way better usage of vocabulary. This SHITS on ”One Mic”, ”You’re Da Man” and ”Illmatic” from a lyrical standpoint, not to mention the vicious delivery, that would stomp Nas into the ground.

      1. U never been heard of and ur sayin u shit on Nas? A legend in the game wiv classic albums. Wheres your classics? Check yaself

      2. ‘Most quotable line ruler
        In a class by myself like a bitched up tutor hiding from Columbine shooters’.. Actin like u wouldnt be hidin if u didnt have heat, ur frontin ..’Throw away your reliefs in mind’- What?? U tryin too hard to be clever with ALOT of lines and not makin any sense.

      3. LOL, you didn’t understand a single one of them, stay to Nas’ simplified shit, it’s better for you and your mind.

    30. if nas is not as good as u guys say, how come he generates so much interest,why bother to comment at all, truth is people like nas helped elevate hiphop to the level where anyone stands a chance becoming a successful artiste, nas was signed to columbia records back when hiphop wasn’t making much money,how many rappers of today have enough talent to get signed without mixtapes and internet buzz!

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