watch the video again, the moral of the story all of that flash shyt ain’t real…… as you can tell, he goes from flash to the hungry brother in projects. Good concept, well shot and nasty.
SINCE i saw those pics from the behind the scenes, every single fucking day ive been looking for this video. i could not be happier with the results.. AMAZING
NAS is the fucking REAL GOD MC
anyone who disagrees get’s boxcuttered
It’s about Nas switching from the concious lyrics on Distant Relatives to this attitude. I did never listen to a guy like Wayne. I listen to rappers you don’t even know.
Are u fuckin crazzeee!?! This shit is dope, pure uncut boom bap rawness. The beat is disgusting and lyrically- WHAT?! The lyrics are fire. You a sucka! Distant Relatives lame?!? Blasphemy.
This is what we have been waiting for? I’m disappointed, expected much more after all those weeks. This is okay at best. If the album ain’t fire, I don’t know. Too many mediocre shit.
This shit is ill!!! Nas spitting that Illmatic shit. G.O.A.T.??? Far from it. Not when half has albums are trash and with only one classic album??? Nah you gotta have at least two. Did anybody catch that snub to independent rappers??
Production wise, this is just OK, but lyrically it’s SICK. If you’re a hip hop fan that appreciates lyrics,I don’t see how you can’t love what Nas did on this joint.
Thats what I said before,lyrically, today rappers like Elzhi have surpassed him. He might not have admitted It with his own mouth but a project like Elmatic was a wakeup call. The problem is a second illmatic should have occured right after the first one, cause hes not really into it like that now. Hes at a stage now where the hunger to do well and the search for beats that kids will play to their grandkids is over. Its sad but where a plant dies another seed will take Its place.
This completely lacks complex double-entendres, good wordplay or a decent rhyme-scheme. Nas can’t even write multi-syllabic rhymes for a whole verse. Every single underground rapper I’ve heard this year had way better crafted verses from a lyrical and a technical standpoint. The technique Nas uses here might have been hot in the 90’s, but in 2011? GTFOH!
So 95% Multi’s isn’t enough? and it’s what you rap about, not how you rap. For the past few years everyone has been addicted to punchlines, worst of all, 9 out of 10 are awful. “what goes around comes around like a hula hoop” i’m glad nas doesn’t use a lot of punchlines.
i stand in the middle with this, its not as bad as some are saying and not as good as others are saying, ill let it slide maybe it just a warm up track to let u know hes coming but for me as a fan and nas being one the best and more respected guys in the game we need somthing epic! the last nas album was coo and didnt do much but at this point in his career he needs to come out with some mind blowing shit that makes us say OMG! i dont wanna hear tracks that sounds like he recorded it and put it out in 20 mins or less
other rappers like who???? get the fuck outter here…kendrick is the only new MC with a complex FLOW..J cole is nice but he attacks the track the same almost every time and talks about the same shit..FASHAWN is nice but he sounds like NAS..so who are you talking about right now let me know?
Anyone who still counts on Nas in 2011, should leave Hip Hop alone. There are sooo many much more talented rappers who wouldn’t put a track like this on their mixtape, who have much better skills and a way better discography.
MY DUDE THE ONLY OTHER RAPPER YOU CAN COMPARE TO NAS IN 2011 IS
EM
JAY Z
COMMON
THESE ARE THE ONLY RAPPER WITH THE SKILLS THE HISTORY AND ALBUMS TO MATCH
STOP TALKING ABOUT THESE ONE ALBUM MIXTAPE RAPPERS WIT NO HISTORY!!!
no you are completely wrong, i could make logical arguments as to why untitled and distant relatives where some of his BEST WORK ever gtfo you cant appreciate real rap, whats your favourite album of the past few years? C4?
That Jay freestyle has more substance than all of Nas’ albums put together. The hidden meanings are out of this world.
Jay is MUCH sicker than Nas.
”They say a midget standin on the giant’s shoulder can see much
further than the giant.. (the giant..)
So I got the WHOLE rap world on my shoulder they tryin to see
further than I am.. (than I am..)
And I have been tryin to be patient with they preoccupation
with David and Goliath.. (Goliath..)
But sooner or later, that patience gonna run it’s course
and I’m forced to be a tyrant.. (be a tyrant..)
But bein tyrant, comin through your environment”
”I’m so far ahead of my time, I’m bout to start another life
Look behind you, I’m bout to pass you twice
Back to the future and gotta slow up for the present
I’m fast, niggaz can’t get past my past
How they propose to deal with my perfect present?
When I unwrap “The Gift & the Curse” in one session
Ain’t no livin person can test him
Only two restin in heaven can be mentioned in the same breath as him”
”I jack, I rob, I sin, Ah man, I’m Jackie Robinson, except when I run the base, I dodge the pen.”
Brag Swag is a song that has a crazy ass pattern, but not Nasty.
The Coolest shits on this without a second thought is way complexer than Nas could ever get.
Mean Mug Muzik? Don’t let me even start about this. LOL.
Nice arguments, you cocksucking fags. I posted four tracks off the top that SHIT on Nas’ discgography from a lyrical, musical and a conceptual standpoint. Blinded mainstream fucks.
I’m unfuckwithable when it comes to this Hip Hop shit.
LOL. That last track lets Nas sound like a retarted version of Cormega. Hahaha, he’s so fucking whack, niggas eally call him lyrical when shit like this exists.
first link: Jay-Z, – has already been lyrical beaten by Nas from Ether. Has already sampled Nas dating back to Reasonable Doubt, and has admitted Nas is one of the greatest ever.
second link: Elzi – made a tribute album to Illmatic because it’s his favorite album of all time
third link: Lupe has admitted a number of times he didn’t like rap because of the vulgarity, but started rhyming in 8th grade after hearing It Was Written
fourth link: is probably your shitty wannabe gangster song.
at the end of the day, your idols look up to Nas and your a hating ass faggot.
Yeah, and every single one of them was better than Nas could ever get.
Slaughterhouse and Eminem destroyed him with a freestyle cypher. Nas is the most overrated fuck of all time. Whack wordplay, one-syllabic rhymes and no clever punchlines.
I RESPECT JAY AND I LIKE JAY MUSIC, I ACTUALLY LIKE JAYZ MUSIC IN TERMS OF THE BEAT BETTER THEN NAS, AND MAKE NO MISTAKE JAY CAN SPIT BUT NO FCKING WAY IS HE BETTER THEN NAS..NO FUCKING WAY DID JAY WHIP NAS, ETHER HANDS DOWN WAS ONE OF ALL TIME KNOCK OUT OF KNOCKOUTS…THIS IS NOT COMING FROM A NAS FAN WHO HATES JAY OR VICE VERSA I LOVE BOTH, BUT I AM KEEPING SHIT REAL NAS IS A POET AND BESIDES EMINEM NAS IS HANDS DOWN ONE OF THE GREATS NEXT TO RAKIM THE KOOL G RAP AND THE BIGGIES AND BIG L..ENOUGH SAID..GO LISTEN TO BACKWARDS OK
he bullet goes back in the gun
The bullet hole’s closin this chest of a nigga
Now he back to square one
Screamin, “Shoot don’t please”
I put my fifth back on my hip
It’s like a VCR rewindin a hit
He put his hands back on his bitch
My caravan doors open up
I jumped back in the van and closed it shut
Goin reverse, slowly prepared
My nigga Jungle utters out somethin crazy like, “Go he there”
Sittin in back of this chair, we hittin the roach
The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth
Jungle unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar
The blunt turns back into a cigar
We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans
Spinnin records backwards of AC/DC
I give my niggas dap, jump out the van back first
Back upstairs, took off the black shirt
I’m in the crib with the phone to my ear
Listen up so y’all can figure out the poem real clear
The voice on the phone was like, “Outside right we”
So with my mouth wide, holdin my heat
Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya
‘Cause Jungle said, “Block your on enemies the”
Hung up the phone, then the phone rang
I know you may be a 12yr old kid and don’t know much so let me educate you “it was written sold 2 million plus records and both Pac & Big was alive. 95-96 Nas was as relevant as both Pac, Big & Wu Tang the old person that is hot today that didn’t have the frame then was Jay Z, his frame came with Biggie death and “Annie”.
no fame? jay-z? what you smokin them heat rocks? big was alive and well when jay-z dropped his first album wtf step away from the keyboard and one yourself big and jay was best friends they went to the same school made a few songs together.you just learning english ?
Nas sold 2.5 million in the mist of pac and big highest career points…not that i care about numbers but it shows that he was very popular at the sametime. and he has always been better with the lyrics then both of them. dead or alive
sick sick sick track, 90’s feel, video is weak as fuck, they shoulda made it gritty, maybe shot it in black and white or sum shit, oh well, cant wait for his next lp
4/5 4 for the track, 0 for the video
AZ is his own man…let AZ take care of his own career, it’s been 17 years since Nas gave him his first feature and 14 since the firm…Nas has been in AZ’s corner, it’s up to AZ to push on
Hip Hop Is Dead is soooo underrated, I hope the new album is going in that direction.
Money Over Bullshit
You Can’t Kill Me
Carry On Tradition
Hip Hop Is Dead
Black Republican
Not Going Back
Still Dreaming
Hold Down The Block
Blunt Ashes
Let There Be Light
Can’t Forget About You
Hustlers
Hope
Nas the king is back , this is real nasty spit.better than any nigga that ever hold a mic.Jay are u there? Wayne are u watching this ? Em do u still have questons on who is the best?,Nas the rapper s rapper
theres nothing to get. when you sit down and analyze alot of nas rhymes without your dick in your hand alot of it doesnt really make sense. niggas just say shit is deep just cause its nas. dont get me wrong nas in my top 5 easy but he says alot of nonsese. his stans will never admit it though
Actually, I think you misheard– he says “Wheel of Ezekiel”. The Bible tells the story of the prophet Ezekiel, who saw the form of God as a “wheel within a wheel”, which some scholars interpret as a UFO sighting or just an illustration of the incomprehensibility of God. It’s a lot like that line on “Smokin'”– “Zoom, from outer space he comes / blunt in his mouth with his hand on his gun.” So while I think Nas can be kinda obtuse at times, if you get the reference of Ezekiel’s Wheel it makes a lot of sense.
short… wheel of ezikel is viewed as an ufo…he comming from it is like sayng nas is from other space, an e.t among thsi this fake rappers today who comes on earth and drinks 1000 dollar bottels …
”Can’t y’all, see that he’s fake, the rap version of TD Jakes
Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes
Won’t break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes
And this is with whom you want to place your faith?
And y’all buy the shit, caught up in the hype
Cause the nigga wear a kufi, it don’t mean that he bright
Cause you don’t understand him, it don’t mean that he nice
It just means you don’t understand all the bullshit that he write
Is it “Oochie Wally Wally” or is it “One Mic”?
Is it “Black Girl Lost” or shorty owe you for ice?”
…”You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan/ I’ll still whip your a**/ U 36 in a karate class?/ U taebo hoe/ tryin to work it out/ U tryin to get brolic?, ask me if I’m tryin to kick knowledge?/ naw, I’m tryin to kick the sh*t ya need to learn tho/ that ether, that shit that makes ya soul burn slow”…
True, wheel of Ezekial…So it’s another outer space reference. What I thought was happening was he was doing another religious contradiction. But still I guess it remains the same he wants to incorporate some prophetic element to his state of being. I still think his ideology is confused either way.
Nas is a fake ass pussy and a pathetic existence. That bitch backed out of a live battle with Jay and signed to the man that fucked his baby momma, left condoms on his baby seat and made it public.
fuc* hatters ..you’ll know shit about music..i bet ya’ll that if ILLMATIC was to be realesed today ya’ll be sayng that is avarege…f ya’ll wait for life is good(or whatever the name)lp …i guarantee it will be a classic
stop comparing the two sides and just appreciate good hip hop u fuccing dumb ass besides Em is washed up wrinkling up lookin like the emperor from star wars and shit..he could never have the grace that Nas , Jay-Z or Royce Knock it off he sounded terrible in that cypher!!
how do u even have the time to comment on something u dont like..???, like i never spent 3mins of my life watching a lil b video ,cos he sucks, so i dont get how ur opinion of nas can be he sucks, but u spend 3mins of ur time watching it, and another God knows how many more mins u spend sending a hate comment, notice i said hate , cos fact is i am a huge nas fan and i tell u no lie if he done anything wack i am also one of the first to say, but dis shit right here is FLAMes.
u mus be a bunch of 12 year old rick ross khalifa drake fans if u can’t appreciate this.
every word was placed perfectly with ease.
nigga didn’t hardly stop except to let the beat breathe.
What’s wrong too dumb to follow a great, probably.
Oh, u need a hook cuz your a radio rider.
This is real hip hop u idiots boom bap at it’s finest.
He takin it back to where it needs to be.
Fuck a hook. The illest don’t need some commercial song format.
Have u noticed all of eminems hit’s are pop crap hooks that have been passed around like joints to the highest bidder.
Fuck a big pretty chorus.
Yall need to study some greats of then and now
Doom, JAy Elec, Currency, whatever find em on your own man cause u don’t deserve the grail to be handed to you. Probably don’t even deserve to listen to this. fuck the radio it’s programming you to stay an idiot.
Yeah, he does that to get the attention from real Hip Hop fans. But wait til he releases the album, it will be full of trashy pop songs that will sound nothing like this one. It’s ALWAYS the same procedure by Nas. He betrayed his fans time after time.
I notice everytime Nas go hard on a track and murk the rap landscape, Jay Z fans show up and to try dull the shine. Just face it, money can’t outshine talent. We kno who the real is…..NaSty
“All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer – tell God forgive for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, look back
at all the hatred against me, FUCK ALLA THEM”
”Can’t y’all, see that he’s fake, the rap version of TD Jakes
Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes
Won’t break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes
And this is with whom you want to place your faith?
And y’all buy the shit, caught up in the hype
Cause the nigga wear a kufi, it don’t mean that he bright
Cause you don’t understand him, it don’t mean that he nice
It just means you don’t understand all the bullshit that he write
Is it “Oochie Wally Wally” or is it “One Mic”?
Is it “Black Girl Lost” or shorty owe you for ice?”
”That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted beef.”
Calling someone gay who fucked your girl and left condoms on your baby seat? Really, Nas?
”To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can handle”
Gun talk from the softest dude known to the rap game? Especially when Jay showed you your first tec, confirmed by Large Professor?
”You seem to be only concerned with dissing women
Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly?”
That coming from the biggest sucker for love ever? Jay got the hottest chick in the game wearing his chain, Nas got ugly bitches and one that cheated him with Jay.
”What you think, you getting girls now ’cause of your looks?
Negro please”
Beyonce.
Nas is complete garbage. Almost all his lyrics are a lot of smoke and nothing else.
I FUCKS WITH NAS, BUT I NEED SOMETHING ELSE FROM HIM, THIS JOINT IS SUB-PAR…ALL THE YEARS IN THE GAME , HE SHOULD HAVE ELEVATED TO SOMETHING ELSE, I MEAN AT LEAST GET A LABEL..
Their candles are lit, they walk in burning incense sticks
Holding their camels’ head low while presenting their gift
(Your offering sir)
Exotic animals, perfumed oils, gold for the Prince
For the King dynasties your faced carved out a cliff
“Well done! ”
I do the honors and call all you friends
In this ceremony of peace, here’s the Priest Offering
Shootouts, drugs, liquor stores, broken projects
Where niggas jet… D’s predict a war, I jog up my steps
I hear “Freeze! nigga hit the floor! ” A yard from my rest
I drop my keys, someone clicked the door, I jumped in the apartment
I swear my heart left that time I dodged death
I said “God Bless”
Salute the gamblers, one shuffled up a card deck
Ran in the room, dice game going on
Ice chain, folded arms
Niggas in a cipha one dude low
Throw them bones across the floor ’cause my thoughts of wars
Is going fast, I ran in, frantic, panic, damage,
I paint Sanskrit across my canvas, outlandish
Watch the constellations take shape
My conscious elevate like binoculars
Eye on the great space probing along the face of the deep
To below on Earth where the cops chases the creeps and the thieves
“Priest lead us out of hell like Moses”
Pass the snakes, all the vultures, the Greek sculptures
On the court buildings, chalk ceilings with cross revealings
The Lost Children they keep oppressing us this the Exodus
Cops arresting us so press your luck
Peace and togetherness forever kids
Imperative we free our heritage flee from the devilish and habitat
Black on black crimes and crack 9s we clap
They cuff your wrist behind your back
The ghettos infested with drugs and police
A wino with no teeth rose and said “Priest, go preach! ”
He had flames in his eyes, told me it wasn’t from wine
Opened his arms then showed me his signs then read my mind
Said yea I look familiar you saw me when you stared in the mirror
Drop off his dusty blanket
And what was standing there was a King’s ancient royal robes
With diamonds and rubies, God’s beauty, life’s truly a blessing
In my essence (Priest) I slide the lid back off my coffin
This happens often before I started speaking, I start coughing
Then I said I’m back with another classic called the Offering
It started storming and hailing
The church start reeling the preacher falling over the pew
Peep another view I’m writing lyrics while fighting spirits they poking pitchforks
A hooker lip gloss smears on my cheek she threw her kiss off
While trying to stick a dagger through the Priest
Beyond the offering see the elephants come in
This is the offering
It starts off I used to finger paint While in class
The teacher sorted me to see a shrink, ’cause my craft
Was sorta different from the other students for instance when I would color
I would cut my finger smear the blood to describe a slain hustler
The painted brothers was seen in my drawing then that got boring
Then I moved to pictures with glitter on glue
A book of rhymes of street niggas I knew roasting
My brain’s turning on the spit slow motion
Flames are lit within in my skull there’s a thousand bulbs
Rotisserie shit lyrics I can’t get warm I’m too piping hot
My mind designed like a Mayan pyramid
When you climb up the steps you could get where the emerald is
I left witnesses for those who didn’t believe
Show the depths of sentences, y’all forbidden to leave
Alphabets become images you listen and see
How to breath other lyricist who breathe 3-D
Trapped in each bar gets deep with the God
Like the 5 Pillars that they teach at the Mosque
Trying to define killing you seek a mirage
Terrified thriller have you reach in your heart
Priest ‘fenna get dark, dark as he can get
Dark as the first nine Pharaohs who ruled Egypt
Dark as the moon casts its shadows across eclipse
Dark as the ladies with the tarots telling your secrets
Dark as the gun barrel right before you squeeze it
I enter you mind like a auditorium
Your picture was distorted but I restored your film
Now you see clearer my pen has a lens
Like I’m sitting in the theatre coming back again
Remind you of Rakim but I’m not him
Though we one and the same; the second coming of Kane
I’m like Kool G Rap put the Uzi in rap
Or KRS-One said “It was cool to be black”
For Slick Rick pronounced that the Ruler was back
Back in the days where gold jewelry fat
Before Wu or Biggie, Nas, Jigga or Fifty
That was new yeti, they ruled the city
On the West-coast it was run by Death Row
‘Pac gave Thug Life but I just hug mics
The grip of the Python, the strength of my right palm
Will crush a competitor’s life-form
THESE ARE LYRICS AND NOT THIS DUMBED DOWN GARBAGE!!!
The way that my thinking when I play with the ink pen
Is he old or new school? (Think, I think old school)
Nah I’m in a class by myself
Plus I drop math and I blast like a Stealth
The bars you spit I use for chin-ups
Soon as you lay ’em down I press the bench up
Then I start spinning like them nunchucks
Each paragraph is like the Pharaoh in the past
Wide as a dome piece and narrow as the path
nformation begins to gathering
Starting to pattering the Stargate towards Saturn
Between the eye socket is where I’ll build my skyrocket
You don’t need any passport, all you need is a thought
Suddenly the soul becomes hot as coal
The flame blows from out my brain holes like a volcano
The brain begins to process
As we start the conquest from out the physical bondage
The thought launches, voyaging 144 billion light years
Through the shadows of your imagination
Now open your eyes, do you see the flaming arrows aiming at pharaohs’ inhabitation’
As we begin to race in like a sparrow through the narrow population
Seeking purification, the destination is the Holy Land of Bethlehem
To eat lamb with Abraham and break bread with the Son of Man
To slowly hold these hands and stretch forth from the skies like a rubber band
As we begin to snap you above the land out of the atmosphere
Don’t look back, why’ We ‘Almost There’
Just trying to prepare and adapt to the air pressure
Now we searching for the mental treasure
Pleasure beyond the measure of yards
You can’t comprehend the god or the distance between stars
Picking up quasars inside the radars, we going far past any astronaut
Moving so fast in this aircraft, everything we pass get hot
From the takeoff, the blast turn the glass into rocks
At last my supreme task was no longer to walk on green grass
‘Til I become a beam of gas and travel through extreme draft
Unable to be picked up through cable
Out of the reach of all manners of sky examiners
Heaven scanners, giant antennas and high-tech space cameras
No evidence in any cemetery obituary
Not found in any library or dictionary or encyclopaedia or media
I’m in star mode with the discipline of Darmo, I broke the US barcode
Now I’m on Allah’s road to journey in the realms of the Cosmos
Where only God knows or goes
Blow like the UFO that gave out my work clothes
Only to glow with a holy robe
Explode through the mysterious black holes
Deep warp through the outer zone without a phone
To the unknown, to sit on my throne alone (Heavy Mental)
The pilot on his galactic plane of knowledge through culture
My sculpture lights up in ultraviolet
So you could see my brain is symbolic to a palace
Therefore, keep my hair stylish
My flesh solid and my teeth polished
Next stage, examine my x-ray
Take notes for your essay and let the cassette play for longer than a decade
As we begin to blaze through the Milky Ways
Repent from our filthy ways, replenish from the guilty days
The eyeballs swell up the size of eggs
Neon dreamland, wingspan seven feet, between my eyes is the beak
Destination of the ride is to reach is the peak
Angelical landscape to take the physical man behind the hidden gates of space
Ultimate skates and we go through a phenomenal rate
As we cruise going into magnitude
As we break up into a multitude of molecules
Going through a long hollow tube with a scholar’s view
As we wearing the white garment, passing sound waves are supersonic
Passing the comets, star clusters
Changing my physical structure ’til my lip begin to pucker
Kissing Christ at the Last Supper
Grabbing a brass cup of wine (Heavy Mental)
I feel my cells getting older
Sitting on my sofa in the position like yoga
‘Til my mind passes over the Solar System
My wisdom novas, I am the controller
I begin to loosen up my shoulders forming each joint
Into the Sun’s eight points
Then I begin to rise like helium
Escape in the millennium 2000
Meditate to the soft notes of a violin
I’ve been on Mars building the holy synagogues for the royal seminars
Long before they had the Renaissance
There existed a Hebrew lodge (Heavy Mental)
A phenomenon from out of the matrix
The world looks at me with envy and hatred
Just because I appear to them half naked rising into a spaceship
With an arm full of solid gold bracelets
A phenomenon from out of the matrix (Heavy Mental)
Been up, dated, microphone mighty king David
my eyes have seen the spaceship, lying of Judah
high exalted, mystic ruler, black stone call me
abduler, skin my of solid ?, my wisdom takes off
with such great force, global space walk
I breaked off leaving legs, frost, shake the planet off
cause different ships, mountains and cliffs, planet shifts
mind drifts, this is it, I’ve been abducted
no longer stuck with, the corrupted
9 to 5 puppets, I blew away my change, buck it
bite my crutches, the faces of the public
scream for justice..
Life is a test many quest the universe
And through my research I felt the joy and the hurt
The first shall be last and the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth
Knowledge this wisdom this goes back when I was twelve
I loved doing right but I was trapped in hell
Had mad ideas, sad eyes and tears
Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn’t bear
I feel like life is all written, understand my math
Got on my knees, told God I had a plan, He laughed
I mean… hours passed, no sleep, cowards get a slow leak
Showered twice the whole week, powerless control freak
Thinkin’ about suicide, won’t though I’m scrutinized
Life nigga; do or die, hood want ’em crucified
Jewelry on, fresh dressed, model broads excess
Phone calls, death threats, tell me what’s the next step
What’s what, who’s who, paranoid as usual
Grippin’ on my deuce-deuce, either way a lose-lose
All I need is one mic, razor blades, gun fights
Room without no sunlight, understand son’s plight
If done right, won’t seek and fail
I don’t follow the path, I’m creatin’ my own to leave a trail
Sayin’ Jump Off don’t sound right is blasphemous downright
I astound mics, music is just what feelings sound like
So even though when I do it it’s flames
Would defeat the whole purpose
Naw, that ain’t what Jers. is
Naw, that would be worthless
Bars soundin’ nervous
A nigga much deeper than what you see on the surface
I’d rather resort back to snatchin’ purses
Finally understanding what the gift and the curse is
If I was more concerned about a purchase
I would tell y’all it’s about to go down like bird shit
It takes courage, me versus urges
A wordsmith that got caught-up in label merges
And what’s worse is, I been deserted in the circus
Up-and-left the circuit, it’s dead like hearses
Sicker than them pedophiles workin’ in them churches
That ain’t the type shit I need fit for my verses
Dawg, so lemme’ help niggas understand Mouse
Look, look, look, shout to all my fans, glad I can inspire y’all
Got a couple haters, still tryin to acquire more
You’re prayin to a higher power, hopin I should fall
But even my writer’s block, ends in a firewall
Wanna talk about how I gain is not measurable
I come from a place where the pain became pleasurable
Me and success is inseparable
I put it all on the table so it falling is inevitable
I wont fold for you niggas
My rock bottom like a goal for you niggas
I gave em jewels, but it was more like coal to you niggas
So nah I aint the same as your man
Lets talk when you get a link on that chain of command
You got a sideline view so what Im doin dont appear to be hard
You drag racing against the rear of the car
Pumpin your breaks fish tailing make it difficult to hear these bars
Nigga your skin couldnt bare these scars
Getting beside yourself, niggas thinkin they the best
Digging your own grave playin jenga with tourrets
Out-matched, out-classed theres nathin you can teach me
In order to bring me down gotta be able to reach me
Something must’ve changed me, n-ggas might defame me
But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me
Strangely I’m no longer sad man or angry
Shame-ably it pains me, feeling like this just ain’t me
Mainly what do I tell all the people that thanked me
Mainly those who ordain me, aside from can you blame me
Motivation they was supplying me no longer providing me
Jason Williams something killed whatever was driving me
Worrying less about the past more about the now
Less about what I’m going though more about the how
It’s for certain it’s been 30 years being fit for hurting
Now I’m a different person with nohing to overcome in the mist of burdens
For certain, got 6 figures in my sock drawer
And honestly this year I expect to make a lot more
It’s hard to live without a budget when life is corrupted
In a house thats so peaceful that I’m trying to disrupt it
Scream f**k it not because I have to but because I love it
Which makes me as fake as the puppets that I speak of disgusted
Without a paddle up sh-t’s creek
Dig deep and see it ain’t life it’s just me
So be warned as I’m putting on like I’m deformed
Only so y’all can accept it as being my norm
Maybe I quit working on me, maybe I given up
Maybe I been lying to myself maybe I give a f-ck.
It’s enough to make you black out, pull a mac out
Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud
Every day we playin cat and mouse as I watch it hoverin over my glass house
It’s enough to make you spazz out, pull a mac out
Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud
Tired enough for me to pass out, tired of running from the black cloud
I say it loud hoping someone can hear me clearly
Trying to make my girl get it she don’t know it’s very scary
But she’s a nympho she can come barely near me
She still want the God and i don’t think she’s mary mary
The prettiest bitches they just want to service me
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/black-cloud-lyrics-joe-budden.html ]
While n-ggas prettiest bitches wouldn’t get a word from me
Some of you haven’t heard from me some of you wouldn’t mind murking me
Found that news funny likes its stright from Ron Burgundy
These n-ggas ain’t never seen dough
They can’t dream though i bump into ’em in between shows
People say im emo what that really mean though
Is though the song can’t breathe I actually make it seem so
I lost loved ones because they couldn’t deal with me
Cherish whoever still with me though the marriage be killed in me
Normally it’s just me and my lonely mind
Everyone storm is different so this forecast is only mine
Fans recognize my misery uplifted me
Shifted me to my epitome, guess the curse is a gift to me
Maybe its serendipity, maybe it’s weighing on me physically
Maybe I should man up and tell GOD not to solicit me
Been medicated, meditated
Sedated, hated
Character assassinated, all theses years I masqueraded
Hard headed, if it was on my mind I had to say it
Tongue on the devil’s pitchfork to see how disaster tasted
Rap is fabricated, rappers are so exaggerated
Wouldn’t be scared of the truth if they weren’t castrated
Grab a mag, spray it, surrounded by people to shoot it before me
Better unconditionally love my beautiful ugly
Now lemme speak to who I cater to
Would you love me to say(or sang?), before my weeks were not favorable
Promised to maintain being unique but relatable
All while suffering from a disease that could do away with you
Poetry on the beat, spoken-word for the masses
Therapy over pro-tools, every word is on acid
Continents on Kush, every vowel is blunted
Highly wanted this whole organization privately funded
This is bigger than the Eiffle, this is alert to public
Had a cop us by our tunnels and our bridges with the rifle
Sentences meant to stifle, this is a man aching
This is the damn breaking, contraband in the making
This is panic unveiling, got potential but I never met it
He be trying to come over, it seem like GOD won’t let it
Either he never got my invite or he jus dismissed it
But if all I’m hearing are the sounds of blackness, why am I pessimistic?
You’ll never progress if you’ll never try
All I ask, let every word I birth, never die
My wings spread, but when I’m at the sky
Weather didn’t change like I thought and had me petrified
So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
Macintosh marketing
Oil field augering
Brazilian adolescent disarmament
Israeli occupation
Islamic martyrdom, precise
Yeah, laser guided targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization harborin
Sand camouflage army men
CCF sponsorin, world conquerin, telephone monitorin
Louis Vuitton modelin, pornographic actress honorin
String theory ponderin, bullimic vomitin
Catholic priest fondlin, pre-emptive bombin and Osama and no bombin them
They breakin in my car again, deforestation and overloggin and
Hennessy and Hypnotic swallowin, hydroponic coughin and
All the world’s ills, sittin on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that
Dope dope beat props to Salam Remi and dope lyrics very complete song and for the dummiies that don’t understand music the name of the song is nasty and the music and lyrics match that, save the brainless comments or think before you post.
I don’t how anybody’s in their right mind can call this great when tracks like this exist:
[Jay-Z]
Follow the flow, look
They say a midget standin on the giant’s shoulder can see much
further than the giant.. (the giant..)
So I got the WHOLE rap world on my shoulder they tryin to see
further than I am.. (than I am..)
And I have been tryin to be patient with they preoccupation
with David and Goliath.. (Goliath..)
But sooner or later, that patience gonna run it’s course
and I’m forced to be a tyrant.. (be a tyrant..)
But bein tyrant, comin through your environment
Iron mask, nigga iron gas, nigga I am back
With “The Team,” no I in that
R.O.C., y’all not eyein that
Y’all don’t see, clearly cause the reign ain’t gone
“The Dynasty,” no not Ming but Shawn’s
Dame, Kareems, nigga it’s the gangsta team
Stop your run, one of the reasons that they call us gangrene
The other reason, we got a gang of green
If there’s better at gettin cheddar that remains to be seen, nigga
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Jeah, jeah
[Chorus]
Can’t touch the untouchable, break the unbreakable
Shake the unshakeable (it’s Hovi baby)
Can’t see the unseeable, reach the unreachable
Do the impossible (it’s Hovi baby)
Can’t move the unmoveable, stop the unstoppable..
[Jay-Z]
Jeah, look
I’m so far ahead of my time, I’m bout to start another life
Look behind you, I’m bout to pass you twice
Back to the future and gotta slow up for the present
I’m fast, niggaz can’t get past my past
How they propose to deal with my perfect present?
When I unwrap “The Gift & the Curse” in one session
Ain’t no livin person can test him
Only two restin in heaven can be mentioned in the same breath as him
Seven straight summers, critics might not admit it
But nobody in rap did it, quite like I did it
If you did it I done it before, you get I had it
Got mad at it and don’t want it no more
And that goes for everything from flippin that raw
Flippin whores, flippin vocal chords, don’t get it twisted
Get it right, did different, did it better, did it nice
Did the impossible then did it twice (get it right)
Jay is the MUCH greater mind.
I been crushing the building since Izod socks
I’m so independent, sh..I might buy Koch
I might not stop
Places to cop, 76 floors, you can call me the Doc
Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot’s on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up, I’m tired
Build me up, break me down to build me up again
They like, “Hov we need you back so we can kill your ass again”
Hov got flow though he’s no Big and Pac, but he’s close
How I’m ‘posed to win? They got me fighting ghosts
Same sword they knight you they gon’ good night you with
Sh.., Thats’ only half if they like you
That ain’t even the half what they might do
Don’t believe me, ask Michael
See Martin, see Malcolm
You see Biggie, see Pac, see success and its outcome
See Jesus, see Judas; see Caesar, see Brutus
See success is like suicide
Suicide, it’s a suicide
If you succeed, prepare to be crucified
Media meddles, niggas sue you, you settle
Every step you take, they remind you you ghetto
So it’s tough being Bobby Brown
To be Bobby then, you gotta be Bobby now
Now the question is, “Is to have had and lost
Better than not having at [all]?”
Everybody wanna be the King then shots ring
You laying on your balcony with holes in your dream
Or you Malcolm X’d out, get distracted by screams
Everybody get your hand off my jeans!
Everybody look at you strange, say you changed
Uhh! Like you work that hard to stay the same
Uhh! Game stays the same, the name changes
So its best for those to not overdose on being famous
Most kings get driven so insane
That they try to hit the same vein that Kurt Cobain did
No dangers, so shameless
Invited to the inner sanctum of your chambers
Low chain ’em as the enemies approach
So raise your draw bridge and drown them in the moat
And the Spirit I’m evoking
**Mumbles** Hold on
Everybody screaming they want the old Hov
But the new improved Hov hit like Albert Pujols
Everybody wanna hear me talk that money like Phil Rizzuto
But my mind is on Pluto
Bills that I do fold, I now invest on
Trying to find some loopholes in the IRS
As where I used to have a few hoes I am just
Concentrating on making a new Hov through sex
I’ve awakened just in time to school those putos
Trying to follow in my shoes with jewels froze
Better adhere to this text ‘fore you go
Broke, spending more than you’ve accrued on silly baguettes
I know silly begets silly you’ll learn on your own
At least my conscience is clear, I’m no longer steering you wrong
Ain’t nothing wrong with baguettes after you get a home
Take care of your home, you can go back and **Ugh!**
I’m getting courted by the bosses
The Edgars And Doug Morris-es-es
Jimmy I’s and Lyors-es — it’s
Gotta be more than the choruses
They respecting my mind now
Just a matter of time now
Operation: Takeover Corporate
Makeover offices-es-es then takeover all of it
Please may these words be recorded
To serve as testimony that I saw it all before it
Came to fruition, sort of a premonition
Uncontrollable hustler’s ambition
Alias Superstition, like Stevie
The writing’s on the wall like my lady, right baby?
Saw it all before — some of y’all thought I was crazy — maybe
Like a fox I’m cagey, Ah Ah!
The more successful, the more stressful
The more and more I transform to Gordon Gekko
In the race to a billion got my face to the ceiling
Got my knees on the floor please Lord forgive him
Has he lost his religion, is the greed gon’ get him?
He’s having heaven on earth, will his wings still fit him?
I got the Forbes on my living room floor
And I’m still talking to the poor, nigga I want more
TIME’s most influential, was impressive
‘Specially since I wasn’t in the artist section
Had me with the builders and the titans
Had me right with Rupert Murdoch
Billionaire boys and some dudes you never heard of
Word up on Madison Ave is I’m a cash cow
Word down on Wall Street, homie, you get the cash out
IPO Hov, no need for reverse merger
The boy money talk no need to converse further
The baby blue Maybach like I own Gerber
Boardroom I’m lifting ya skirt up
LOL @ Nas being better because he raps about hearing gunshots on a raidy while looking out of his project window.
The ONLY reason people say Nas is better is because Jay is in a whole other universe when it comes to success.
Jay is superior on EVERY level. LOL @ equating a lack of success with quality.
This track is nothing but garbage. The title fits it.
Look at his ”Made You Look” DVD, he’s such a fucking studio rapper, it’s unbelievable. I can’t believe that this EMBARRASSING shit has been recorded. That dude who CAN’T rap ONE complete verse live claims to be one of the greatest? GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!!! That ALONE makes Jay MUCH better. If you can’t bring it live, you SUCK. End of. Dude raps 2 lines out of a whole verse before he runs out of breath. The small crowd rapped more than him. Check the reaction at his shows, he can’t move the people for shit. His flow SUCKS so FUCKING BADLY without a proper studio mastering. He has NO breath control. He lets out more words than he has money. He’s N-O-T-H-I-N-G without SEVERAL back-ups. That fag needs AT LEAST 20 takes before he lays a verse down.
most of these dudes posting comments here r speaking lame…if only you jst understand nas then you wud appreciate evritin he does.even if it means him jst humming
I wasn’t so sure about Untitled, but this album will be a fucking classic. He dropped nothing but PURE fire with every single verse recently. Especially that Wayne verse was out of this world, I hope he’s going to flow like this on the album.
GOAT
CO-SIGN!!!
NASTY!!
yup he still got it.
5/5
dope
Good song, by why is there a transient hooker on either side of Nas in that Limo?
shut your mouth bro
watch the video again, the moral of the story all of that flash shyt ain’t real…… as you can tell, he goes from flash to the hungry brother in projects. Good concept, well shot and nasty.
Thank god there are still mc’s like Nas
Shit..NAS BACK!!!!!!!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=koN-yF4ySQs
Yeah!!!!!!!!!!
And most of yall ride Wayne dick…smh
These young fucks stay juggling Wayne’s balls in their mouths.
uh huh. NASTY.
Nasty!!!! I love this!!!
oooWEEEE!!! The vid is as sick as the song!! Which is rare these days…. Esco!!
Luv it
5*!!!!!!
ILL!!! That Shit Is Nasty!!! He Killed That Joint.
SINCE i saw those pics from the behind the scenes, every single fucking day ive been looking for this video. i could not be happier with the results.. AMAZING
NAS is the fucking REAL GOD MC
anyone who disagrees get’s boxcuttered
I disagree and therefore deserve to be boxcuttered. Rakim is the REAL GOD MC. Anyone who disagrees should be thrown of a building.
Nasty!!
sometimes i feel these other rappers should just give up! gracefully bow out!
First Distant Relatives and now this. Lame.
Get weezy Balls out ya mouth b..recognize real rap shit.
It’s about Nas switching from the concious lyrics on Distant Relatives to this attitude. I did never listen to a guy like Wayne. I listen to rappers you don’t even know.
Are u fuckin crazzeee!?! This shit is dope, pure uncut boom bap rawness. The beat is disgusting and lyrically- WHAT?! The lyrics are fire. You a sucka! Distant Relatives lame?!? Blasphemy.
This is what we have been waiting for? I’m disappointed, expected much more after all those weeks. This is okay at best. If the album ain’t fire, I don’t know. Too many mediocre shit.
NAS is the greatest of all times!!!!!! Def.
^^^Flo-Rida?!?!
THIS IS SEX
This shit is ill!!! Nas spitting that Illmatic shit. G.O.A.T.??? Far from it. Not when half has albums are trash and with only one classic album??? Nah you gotta have at least two. Did anybody catch that snub to independent rappers??
Only one classic album?? You are IGNORANT. Besides iLLMATIC, STILLMATIC & IT WAS WRITTEN Are CLASSIC hiphop material. Get off Jay Z’s jock
this Nas sound is new to me, this sound is not usually on the radio.
WORD UP
Production wise, this is just OK, but lyrically it’s SICK. If you’re a hip hop fan that appreciates lyrics,I don’t see how you can’t love what Nas did on this joint.
I feel you on that Nas always got these crazy lyrics. He needs to ditch beats like this and work with people like DRE, Premo, Havoc and Just Blaze
started out good kind of fell flat after the first verse
fuck you
i am flattered that you took the time to respond to my comment it makes me feel special and fuzzy inside
thats for joining us. welcome to the dick head club !
There ain’t even one good punchline. Sad that so many are buying into the hype. Listen to some underground rappers and Nas will sound like Gucci Mane.
Your comments are the punchline. Go listen to lloyd banks…. the hype is real doggie…NAS is top 5. Period.
Thats what I said before,lyrically, today rappers like Elzhi have surpassed him. He might not have admitted It with his own mouth but a project like Elmatic was a wakeup call. The problem is a second illmatic should have occured right after the first one, cause hes not really into it like that now. Hes at a stage now where the hunger to do well and the search for beats that kids will play to their grandkids is over. Its sad but where a plant dies another seed will take Its place.
And how many people listen to him compared to Nas
This completely lacks complex double-entendres, good wordplay or a decent rhyme-scheme. Nas can’t even write multi-syllabic rhymes for a whole verse. Every single underground rapper I’ve heard this year had way better crafted verses from a lyrical and a technical standpoint. The technique Nas uses here might have been hot in the 90’s, but in 2011? GTFOH!
FIRST of all any NEW underground MC stole A PIECE of nas FLOW!!! THIS song IS HOT!! STOP HATING!!!…FYI..WHAT NEW MCS YOU TALKING about?
So 95% Multi’s isn’t enough? and it’s what you rap about, not how you rap. For the past few years everyone has been addicted to punchlines, worst of all, 9 out of 10 are awful. “what goes around comes around like a hula hoop” i’m glad nas doesn’t use a lot of punchlines.
the rhyme schemes just going over your head.. like the dude above me said 95% is good enough
Shut the fuck up, you dumb retard. You lame fucks don’t know what real rhyming is.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FKR4xhjn95I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lYJ6iHlCpdo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bUTRmmm1lao
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zo6eg03lJXA
This is advanced lyricism and not the complete and nursery rhymed garbage from Nas.
i stand in the middle with this, its not as bad as some are saying and not as good as others are saying, ill let it slide maybe it just a warm up track to let u know hes coming but for me as a fan and nas being one the best and more respected guys in the game we need somthing epic! the last nas album was coo and didnt do much but at this point in his career he needs to come out with some mind blowing shit that makes us say OMG! i dont wanna hear tracks that sounds like he recorded it and put it out in 20 mins or less
Everybody else gets dissed for a track like this, Nas does shit-talking and gets praised. LOL.
other rappers like who???? get the fuck outter here…kendrick is the only new MC with a complex FLOW..J cole is nice but he attacks the track the same almost every time and talks about the same shit..FASHAWN is nice but he sounds like NAS..so who are you talking about right now let me know?
Anyone who still counts on Nas in 2011, should leave Hip Hop alone. There are sooo many much more talented rappers who wouldn’t put a track like this on their mixtape, who have much better skills and a way better discography.
MY DUDE THE ONLY OTHER RAPPER YOU CAN COMPARE TO NAS IN 2011 IS
EM
JAY Z
COMMON
THESE ARE THE ONLY RAPPER WITH THE SKILLS THE HISTORY AND ALBUMS TO MATCH
STOP TALKING ABOUT THESE ONE ALBUM MIXTAPE RAPPERS WIT NO HISTORY!!!
You know your shit. Jay, Common, Nas, Eminem and Lupe are the best out there.
Theres alot of new artists out there but there but theres no need to count nas out of the game he can still do something cool he still has the skill.
illest vid! nas is the GOAT
Dope.
”How you gon say Nas aint one of the Greatest ever? Peace To the Holy ELs”
http://twitter.com/JayElectronica/st…47149468401665
”@Nas i heard you was in nyc through the grapevine. Lets connect like RZAnem on Watch The Throne.”
http://twitter.com/JayElectronica/st…47541631627265
Nas showing these fools who the KING is.
Yeah Nas…first round and just warming up…dope track…
Nas has more swag than Jay & Kanye combined.
his last couple of records were straight shit and if you think otherwise then hop off his dick right quick aight
no you are completely wrong, i could make logical arguments as to why untitled and distant relatives where some of his BEST WORK ever gtfo you cant appreciate real rap, whats your favourite album of the past few years? C4?
nas is the greatest anyone who does not like those lyrics and that flow does not know what hip hop is or it’s just going over your head.
Hi haters!
Illmatic. Nas looks so happy on this joint
Nas needs to retire, his shit is whack as fuck, especially compared to real lyrical shit.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=joHCfll2AGI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avfqvYXpiX8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll9c1S3d_v4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_j-qhrbj6Y
These are lyrics and not this nursery Nasty garbage.
hahahahahahah you crazy man.. nas’s rhyme pattern on this shit is more complex than anything jiggas dropped in 10 years
That Jay freestyle has more substance than all of Nas’ albums put together. The hidden meanings are out of this world.
Jay is MUCH sicker than Nas.
”They say a midget standin on the giant’s shoulder can see much
further than the giant.. (the giant..)
So I got the WHOLE rap world on my shoulder they tryin to see
further than I am.. (than I am..)
And I have been tryin to be patient with they preoccupation
with David and Goliath.. (Goliath..)
But sooner or later, that patience gonna run it’s course
and I’m forced to be a tyrant.. (be a tyrant..)
But bein tyrant, comin through your environment”
”I’m so far ahead of my time, I’m bout to start another life
Look behind you, I’m bout to pass you twice
Back to the future and gotta slow up for the present
I’m fast, niggaz can’t get past my past
How they propose to deal with my perfect present?
When I unwrap “The Gift & the Curse” in one session
Ain’t no livin person can test him
Only two restin in heaven can be mentioned in the same breath as him”
”I jack, I rob, I sin, Ah man, I’m Jackie Robinson, except when I run the base, I dodge the pen.”
Brag Swag is a song that has a crazy ass pattern, but not Nasty.
The Coolest shits on this without a second thought is way complexer than Nas could ever get.
Mean Mug Muzik? Don’t let me even start about this. LOL.
^^^Suck a dick.
Nice arguments, you cocksucking fags. I posted four tracks off the top that SHIT on Nas’ discgography from a lyrical, musical and a conceptual standpoint. Blinded mainstream fucks.
Ether. Nuff said. Nas shits on Jay. Eat a dick faggot.
Dropping another one that shits on this with ease.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FKR4xhjn95I
(This makes ”Nasty” look like it was written by a child)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y2fPw3rA6i4 (This is how you rip a track)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXfVm7vX_fY (these are real lyrics)
Uinformed mainstream victims.
Ether? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Childish insults and one-syllabic rhymes revolved around whack ass punchlines that didn’t even have double-entendres. LOL.
Mad I’m showing them rappers who would rip Nas a new asshole.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tkBbFEbSCbg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1E2XNeNatnM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLXWMqvwqhA
Get off my dick, you delusional fucks.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Vil-fTe59Q
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlPXDKv9dYE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zo6eg03lJXA
I’m unfuckwithable when it comes to this Hip Hop shit.
LOL. That last track lets Nas sound like a retarted version of Cormega. Hahaha, he’s so fucking whack, niggas eally call him lyrical when shit like this exists.
Here’s the problem with your arguement:
first link: Jay-Z, – has already been lyrical beaten by Nas from Ether. Has already sampled Nas dating back to Reasonable Doubt, and has admitted Nas is one of the greatest ever.
second link: Elzi – made a tribute album to Illmatic because it’s his favorite album of all time
third link: Lupe has admitted a number of times he didn’t like rap because of the vulgarity, but started rhyming in 8th grade after hearing It Was Written
fourth link: is probably your shitty wannabe gangster song.
at the end of the day, your idols look up to Nas and your a hating ass faggot.
Yeah, and every single one of them was better than Nas could ever get.
Slaughterhouse and Eminem destroyed him with a freestyle cypher. Nas is the most overrated fuck of all time. Whack wordplay, one-syllabic rhymes and no clever punchlines.
nasty nas the greatest, qb
Word!
I RESPECT JAY AND I LIKE JAY MUSIC, I ACTUALLY LIKE JAYZ MUSIC IN TERMS OF THE BEAT BETTER THEN NAS, AND MAKE NO MISTAKE JAY CAN SPIT BUT NO FCKING WAY IS HE BETTER THEN NAS..NO FUCKING WAY DID JAY WHIP NAS, ETHER HANDS DOWN WAS ONE OF ALL TIME KNOCK OUT OF KNOCKOUTS…THIS IS NOT COMING FROM A NAS FAN WHO HATES JAY OR VICE VERSA I LOVE BOTH, BUT I AM KEEPING SHIT REAL NAS IS A POET AND BESIDES EMINEM NAS IS HANDS DOWN ONE OF THE GREATS NEXT TO RAKIM THE KOOL G RAP AND THE BIGGIES AND BIG L..ENOUGH SAID..GO LISTEN TO BACKWARDS OK
he bullet goes back in the gun
The bullet hole’s closin this chest of a nigga
Now he back to square one
Screamin, “Shoot don’t please”
I put my fifth back on my hip
It’s like a VCR rewindin a hit
He put his hands back on his bitch
My caravan doors open up
I jumped back in the van and closed it shut
Goin reverse, slowly prepared
My nigga Jungle utters out somethin crazy like, “Go he there”
Sittin in back of this chair, we hittin the roach
The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth
Jungle unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar
The blunt turns back into a cigar
We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans
Spinnin records backwards of AC/DC
I give my niggas dap, jump out the van back first
Back upstairs, took off the black shirt
I’m in the crib with the phone to my ear
Listen up so y’all can figure out the poem real clear
The voice on the phone was like, “Outside right we”
So with my mouth wide, holdin my heat
Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya
‘Cause Jungle said, “Block your on enemies the”
Hung up the phone, then the phone rang
if pac and big were still alive nas would be a kfc worker
if pac and big were still alive they would disagree with that lol
lol no, if they were here gay z , escotrash, lil gayne and officer ricky would be at KFC frying chicken wings
thats funny cuz nas came out before big and the same time as pac and inspired both so im not sure what your talking bout or what u smokin
kizman you’re a fucking idiot.
I know you may be a 12yr old kid and don’t know much so let me educate you “it was written sold 2 million plus records and both Pac & Big was alive. 95-96 Nas was as relevant as both Pac, Big & Wu Tang the old person that is hot today that didn’t have the frame then was Jay Z, his frame came with Biggie death and “Annie”.
no fame? jay-z? what you smokin them heat rocks? big was alive and well when jay-z dropped his first album wtf step away from the keyboard and one yourself big and jay was best friends they went to the same school made a few songs together.you just learning english ?
Nas sold 2.5 million in the mist of pac and big highest career points…not that i care about numbers but it shows that he was very popular at the sametime. and he has always been better with the lyrics then both of them. dead or alive
you must be a crack addict to say something so stupid, all 3 of them came out around the same time influenced each other you moron…
All Hip Hop needs is one Nas.
lol these clowns keep trying so hard to rewrite history..it will nvr happen…NAS is GOAT
the transformation from flashy to NaSty is dope! He’s back where it all started. That’s a good sign!
nas and jay z are the best rappers
Nice Ciroc product placement
Classick
Tight ish. Nas the best rapper alive. When is the album dropping?
nasty nas in your area ! DOVP
Classic, taking it back to his old neighbourhood and showing love…real hip hop shall rise again…
flames, nice vid son.
nas is king
Hero was sooooo much better. Nas is as real as Rick Ross.
Played this over and over. Meh.
fd
Slaughterhouse and Eminem destroyed this whack ass nigga with a freestyle cypher.
lol nigga please
shut your stupid ass up. Nas equals goat son!
You obviously didnt’t listen to it son, Crooked I, Joell and Em all gave Nas shout outs
Nas is a fake ass studio rapper, backed out of a live battle with Jay.
your knowledge is weak.
damn i had to run this video back a few time.nas took it back to the essence of hip hop.dis nigga went all in on this.str8 fire!
Video reminds of ”Nas Is Like”, which is a great thing.
nas is like
half man
half amazing
NO DOUBT
nas is the GOAT
DaMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
damm damm
G.O.A.T.
sick sick sick track, 90’s feel, video is weak as fuck, they shoulda made it gritty, maybe shot it in black and white or sum shit, oh well, cant wait for his next lp
4/5 4 for the track, 0 for the video
nas – represent, his greatest track for mr
Where did this fag leave AZ?
AZ is his own man…let AZ take care of his own career, it’s been 17 years since Nas gave him his first feature and 14 since the firm…Nas has been in AZ’s corner, it’s up to AZ to push on
anyone who talks shit about Nas is just stupid. like jerking off with gorilla glue stupid…real talk
Its not vintage Nas but its good enough, I give it 4 stars.
wow! this reminds me of why is liked nas in the first place incredible
Dope shit
Dope, but overrated. Nas is capable of much greater.
No doubt, its good but Nas can do classic shit
Mediocre at best. Don’t see what the hype is about.
Hip Hop Is Dead is soooo underrated, I hope the new album is going in that direction.
Money Over Bullshit
You Can’t Kill Me
Carry On Tradition
Hip Hop Is Dead
Black Republican
Not Going Back
Still Dreaming
Hold Down The Block
Blunt Ashes
Let There Be Light
Can’t Forget About You
Hustlers
Hope
Don’t forget Who Killed It? All time classic there.
^ haha riiiight
holy shit,nigga killed it
damn, nas too nastyyyyyyy back to the roots
Nas the king is back , this is real nasty spit.better than any nigga that ever hold a mic.Jay are u there? Wayne are u watching this ? Em do u still have questons on who is the best?,Nas the rapper s rapper
Breathe Easy (Lyrical Excersise) and Lose Yourself shit all over this.
Damn, some of you people are unbelievable. LOL @ people acting like this some Rather Unique shit. Far from it.
#Classic
Didn’t he say he was nearly broke a few years ago? $100,000 a year?
“Their ideologies are confusion”, but he is the one who “comes from the will of Ezekiel to pop 1,000 dollar bottles of scotch” … Don’t get it
theres nothing to get. when you sit down and analyze alot of nas rhymes without your dick in your hand alot of it doesnt really make sense. niggas just say shit is deep just cause its nas. dont get me wrong nas in my top 5 easy but he says alot of nonsese. his stans will never admit it though
Actually, I think you misheard– he says “Wheel of Ezekiel”. The Bible tells the story of the prophet Ezekiel, who saw the form of God as a “wheel within a wheel”, which some scholars interpret as a UFO sighting or just an illustration of the incomprehensibility of God. It’s a lot like that line on “Smokin'”– “Zoom, from outer space he comes / blunt in his mouth with his hand on his gun.” So while I think Nas can be kinda obtuse at times, if you get the reference of Ezekiel’s Wheel it makes a lot of sense.
short… wheel of ezikel is viewed as an ufo…he comming from it is like sayng nas is from other space, an e.t among thsi this fake rappers today who comes on earth and drinks 1000 dollar bottels …
”Can’t y’all, see that he’s fake, the rap version of TD Jakes
Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes
Won’t break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes
And this is with whom you want to place your faith?
And y’all buy the shit, caught up in the hype
Cause the nigga wear a kufi, it don’t mean that he bright
Cause you don’t understand him, it don’t mean that he nice
It just means you don’t understand all the bullshit that he write
Is it “Oochie Wally Wally” or is it “One Mic”?
Is it “Black Girl Lost” or shorty owe you for ice?”
…”You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan/ I’ll still whip your a**/ U 36 in a karate class?/ U taebo hoe/ tryin to work it out/ U tryin to get brolic?, ask me if I’m tryin to kick knowledge?/ naw, I’m tryin to kick the sh*t ya need to learn tho/ that ether, that shit that makes ya soul burn slow”…
True, wheel of Ezekial…So it’s another outer space reference. What I thought was happening was he was doing another religious contradiction. But still I guess it remains the same he wants to incorporate some prophetic element to his state of being. I still think his ideology is confused either way.
Nas is a fake ass pussy and a pathetic existence. That bitch backed out of a live battle with Jay and signed to the man that fucked his baby momma, left condoms on his baby seat and made it public.
fuc* hatters ..you’ll know shit about music..i bet ya’ll that if ILLMATIC was to be realesed today ya’ll be sayng that is avarege…f ya’ll wait for life is good(or whatever the name)lp …i guarantee it will be a classic
The Shady 2.0 cypher makes this look like a piece of garbage.
stop comparing the two sides and just appreciate good hip hop u fuccing dumb ass besides Em is washed up wrinkling up lookin like the emperor from star wars and shit..he could never have the grace that Nas , Jay-Z or Royce Knock it off he sounded terrible in that cypher!!
NAS RULES!!!
So overrated, nothing about this is ”special”.
RESPECT!!!!Nas!!
”From Illmatic to Stillmatic, still a faggot”
how do u even have the time to comment on something u dont like..???, like i never spent 3mins of my life watching a lil b video ,cos he sucks, so i dont get how ur opinion of nas can be he sucks, but u spend 3mins of ur time watching it, and another God knows how many more mins u spend sending a hate comment, notice i said hate , cos fact is i am a huge nas fan and i tell u no lie if he done anything wack i am also one of the first to say, but dis shit right here is FLAMes.
couldn’t have said it any better…100% agree with you
u mus be a bunch of 12 year old rick ross khalifa drake fans if u can’t appreciate this.
every word was placed perfectly with ease.
nigga didn’t hardly stop except to let the beat breathe.
What’s wrong too dumb to follow a great, probably.
Oh, u need a hook cuz your a radio rider.
This is real hip hop u idiots boom bap at it’s finest.
He takin it back to where it needs to be.
Fuck a hook. The illest don’t need some commercial song format.
Have u noticed all of eminems hit’s are pop crap hooks that have been passed around like joints to the highest bidder.
Fuck a big pretty chorus.
Yall need to study some greats of then and now
Doom, JAy Elec, Currency, whatever find em on your own man cause u don’t deserve the grail to be handed to you. Probably don’t even deserve to listen to this. fuck the radio it’s programming you to stay an idiot.
Yeah, he does that to get the attention from real Hip Hop fans. But wait til he releases the album, it will be full of trashy pop songs that will sound nothing like this one. It’s ALWAYS the same procedure by Nas. He betrayed his fans time after time.
THIS is TRUE Hip Hop.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bMOH4aEF8TE
Nasty Kiiiiidddd , respect a legend
Impressed…Nas ain’t sound this good in a minute.
Best Nas song since Film.
”The takeover, the break’s over nigga
God MC, me, Jay-Hova”
>>> this.
That loser thinks he Jay in dat garbage ass low budget video. LOL. This is pathetic beyond belief. Nas stays losing.
I notice everytime Nas go hard on a track and murk the rap landscape, Jay Z fans show up and to try dull the shine. Just face it, money can’t outshine talent. We kno who the real is…..NaSty
His next will probably sell 30k in da first week. LOL. A controversial title won’t help that clown.
i feel sorry for yo momma for raisin a lil bitch nigga
Nobody outside of the internet has ever heard of this song. What’s the point? LOL. Nobody wants to hear that garbage album.
i feel sorry for yo momma for raisin a lil bitch
“All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer – tell God forgive for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, look back
at all the hatred against me, FUCK ALLA THEM”
”Can’t y’all, see that he’s fake, the rap version of TD Jakes
Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes
Won’t break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes
And this is with whom you want to place your faith?
And y’all buy the shit, caught up in the hype
Cause the nigga wear a kufi, it don’t mean that he bright
Cause you don’t understand him, it don’t mean that he nice
It just means you don’t understand all the bullshit that he write
Is it “Oochie Wally Wally” or is it “One Mic”?
Is it “Black Girl Lost” or shorty owe you for ice?”
Fucking right! That’s the Nas I be checking for!
Even though I don’t find this track good, I’m excited as fuck to hear what he’s done for that album.
Can’t take Nas seriously when he acts like a gangsta. Never fitted him and never will.
Nas is da GOAT. hands down, now he gat da FEDS after him for murdering this song.lol
My boy Nasir looking like CGI in dat car. LOL.
Crazy… Esco lookin mighty healthy…. let’s go
Nas has da best looks. Jay is jealous.
”That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted beef.”
Calling someone gay who fucked your girl and left condoms on your baby seat? Really, Nas?
”To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can handle”
Gun talk from the softest dude known to the rap game? Especially when Jay showed you your first tec, confirmed by Large Professor?
”You seem to be only concerned with dissing women
Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly?”
That coming from the biggest sucker for love ever? Jay got the hottest chick in the game wearing his chain, Nas got ugly bitches and one that cheated him with Jay.
”What you think, you getting girls now ’cause of your looks?
Negro please”
Beyonce.
Nas is complete garbage. Almost all his lyrics are a lot of smoke and nothing else.
Most overrated rapper ever.
Nas is the best of all time
you don’t know nufin sambo!
lemme guess u like lil b lil wayne birdman soulja boy…..nas is the GOAT.
NAS is soooo sexy to me!!
nas the greatestt
Can’t beat Nas and Salaam Remi working together..one of the best combos in Hip-Hop
I Nas too scared to jump on a Premo track? He’s aware of underground rappers ripping them way better than he ever did. Nas stays losing.
Nas is Like is a Premo track. Before Preme got big. Check ya self kid.
“money, cash, hoes”
Album will flop fucking hard.
I FUCKS WITH NAS, BUT I NEED SOMETHING ELSE FROM HIM, THIS JOINT IS SUB-PAR…ALL THE YEARS IN THE GAME , HE SHOULD HAVE ELEVATED TO SOMETHING ELSE, I MEAN AT LEAST GET A LABEL..
Nas needs to retire. I haven’t heard a GREAT joint since ”God’s Son”.
I will be suprised if he sells more than 50k first week.
Illmatic, It Was Written, Stillmatic, God’s Son and Hip Hop Is Dead >>>.
Their candles are lit, they walk in burning incense sticks
Holding their camels’ head low while presenting their gift
(Your offering sir)
Exotic animals, perfumed oils, gold for the Prince
For the King dynasties your faced carved out a cliff
“Well done! ”
I do the honors and call all you friends
In this ceremony of peace, here’s the Priest Offering
Shootouts, drugs, liquor stores, broken projects
Where niggas jet… D’s predict a war, I jog up my steps
I hear “Freeze! nigga hit the floor! ” A yard from my rest
I drop my keys, someone clicked the door, I jumped in the apartment
I swear my heart left that time I dodged death
I said “God Bless”
Salute the gamblers, one shuffled up a card deck
Ran in the room, dice game going on
Ice chain, folded arms
Niggas in a cipha one dude low
Throw them bones across the floor ’cause my thoughts of wars
Is going fast, I ran in, frantic, panic, damage,
I paint Sanskrit across my canvas, outlandish
Watch the constellations take shape
My conscious elevate like binoculars
Eye on the great space probing along the face of the deep
To below on Earth where the cops chases the creeps and the thieves
“Priest lead us out of hell like Moses”
Pass the snakes, all the vultures, the Greek sculptures
On the court buildings, chalk ceilings with cross revealings
The Lost Children they keep oppressing us this the Exodus
Cops arresting us so press your luck
Peace and togetherness forever kids
Imperative we free our heritage flee from the devilish and habitat
Black on black crimes and crack 9s we clap
They cuff your wrist behind your back
The ghettos infested with drugs and police
A wino with no teeth rose and said “Priest, go preach! ”
He had flames in his eyes, told me it wasn’t from wine
Opened his arms then showed me his signs then read my mind
Said yea I look familiar you saw me when you stared in the mirror
Drop off his dusty blanket
And what was standing there was a King’s ancient royal robes
With diamonds and rubies, God’s beauty, life’s truly a blessing
In my essence (Priest) I slide the lid back off my coffin
This happens often before I started speaking, I start coughing
Then I said I’m back with another classic called the Offering
It started storming and hailing
The church start reeling the preacher falling over the pew
Peep another view I’m writing lyrics while fighting spirits they poking pitchforks
A hooker lip gloss smears on my cheek she threw her kiss off
While trying to stick a dagger through the Priest
Beyond the offering see the elephants come in
This is the offering
It starts off I used to finger paint While in class
The teacher sorted me to see a shrink, ’cause my craft
Was sorta different from the other students for instance when I would color
I would cut my finger smear the blood to describe a slain hustler
The painted brothers was seen in my drawing then that got boring
Then I moved to pictures with glitter on glue
A book of rhymes of street niggas I knew roasting
My brain’s turning on the spit slow motion
Flames are lit within in my skull there’s a thousand bulbs
Rotisserie shit lyrics I can’t get warm I’m too piping hot
>>> Nas’ career.
And people say Nas’ lyrics are vivid. LOL.
My mind designed like a Mayan pyramid
When you climb up the steps you could get where the emerald is
I left witnesses for those who didn’t believe
Show the depths of sentences, y’all forbidden to leave
Alphabets become images you listen and see
How to breath other lyricist who breathe 3-D
Trapped in each bar gets deep with the God
Like the 5 Pillars that they teach at the Mosque
Trying to define killing you seek a mirage
Terrified thriller have you reach in your heart
Priest ‘fenna get dark, dark as he can get
Dark as the first nine Pharaohs who ruled Egypt
Dark as the moon casts its shadows across eclipse
Dark as the ladies with the tarots telling your secrets
Dark as the gun barrel right before you squeeze it
I enter you mind like a auditorium
Your picture was distorted but I restored your film
Now you see clearer my pen has a lens
Like I’m sitting in the theatre coming back again
Remind you of Rakim but I’m not him
Though we one and the same; the second coming of Kane
I’m like Kool G Rap put the Uzi in rap
Or KRS-One said “It was cool to be black”
For Slick Rick pronounced that the Ruler was back
Back in the days where gold jewelry fat
Before Wu or Biggie, Nas, Jigga or Fifty
That was new yeti, they ruled the city
On the West-coast it was run by Death Row
‘Pac gave Thug Life but I just hug mics
The grip of the Python, the strength of my right palm
Will crush a competitor’s life-form
THESE ARE LYRICS AND NOT THIS DUMBED DOWN GARBAGE!!!
The way that my thinking when I play with the ink pen
Is he old or new school? (Think, I think old school)
Nah I’m in a class by myself
Plus I drop math and I blast like a Stealth
The bars you spit I use for chin-ups
Soon as you lay ’em down I press the bench up
Then I start spinning like them nunchucks
Each paragraph is like the Pharaoh in the past
Wide as a dome piece and narrow as the path
nformation begins to gathering
Starting to pattering the Stargate towards Saturn
Between the eye socket is where I’ll build my skyrocket
You don’t need any passport, all you need is a thought
Suddenly the soul becomes hot as coal
The flame blows from out my brain holes like a volcano
The brain begins to process
As we start the conquest from out the physical bondage
The thought launches, voyaging 144 billion light years
Through the shadows of your imagination
Now open your eyes, do you see the flaming arrows aiming at pharaohs’ inhabitation’
As we begin to race in like a sparrow through the narrow population
Seeking purification, the destination is the Holy Land of Bethlehem
To eat lamb with Abraham and break bread with the Son of Man
To slowly hold these hands and stretch forth from the skies like a rubber band
As we begin to snap you above the land out of the atmosphere
Don’t look back, why’ We ‘Almost There’
Just trying to prepare and adapt to the air pressure
Now we searching for the mental treasure
Pleasure beyond the measure of yards
You can’t comprehend the god or the distance between stars
Picking up quasars inside the radars, we going far past any astronaut
Moving so fast in this aircraft, everything we pass get hot
From the takeoff, the blast turn the glass into rocks
At last my supreme task was no longer to walk on green grass
‘Til I become a beam of gas and travel through extreme draft
Unable to be picked up through cable
Out of the reach of all manners of sky examiners
Heaven scanners, giant antennas and high-tech space cameras
No evidence in any cemetery obituary
Not found in any library or dictionary or encyclopaedia or media
I’m in star mode with the discipline of Darmo, I broke the US barcode
Now I’m on Allah’s road to journey in the realms of the Cosmos
Where only God knows or goes
Blow like the UFO that gave out my work clothes
Only to glow with a holy robe
Explode through the mysterious black holes
Deep warp through the outer zone without a phone
To the unknown, to sit on my throne alone (Heavy Mental)
The pilot on his galactic plane of knowledge through culture
My sculpture lights up in ultraviolet
So you could see my brain is symbolic to a palace
Therefore, keep my hair stylish
My flesh solid and my teeth polished
Next stage, examine my x-ray
Take notes for your essay and let the cassette play for longer than a decade
As we begin to blaze through the Milky Ways
Repent from our filthy ways, replenish from the guilty days
The eyeballs swell up the size of eggs
Neon dreamland, wingspan seven feet, between my eyes is the beak
Destination of the ride is to reach is the peak
Angelical landscape to take the physical man behind the hidden gates of space
Ultimate skates and we go through a phenomenal rate
As we cruise going into magnitude
As we break up into a multitude of molecules
Going through a long hollow tube with a scholar’s view
As we wearing the white garment, passing sound waves are supersonic
Passing the comets, star clusters
Changing my physical structure ’til my lip begin to pucker
Kissing Christ at the Last Supper
Grabbing a brass cup of wine (Heavy Mental)
I feel my cells getting older
Sitting on my sofa in the position like yoga
‘Til my mind passes over the Solar System
My wisdom novas, I am the controller
I begin to loosen up my shoulders forming each joint
Into the Sun’s eight points
Then I begin to rise like helium
Escape in the millennium 2000
Meditate to the soft notes of a violin
I’ve been on Mars building the holy synagogues for the royal seminars
Long before they had the Renaissance
There existed a Hebrew lodge (Heavy Mental)
A phenomenon from out of the matrix
The world looks at me with envy and hatred
Just because I appear to them half naked rising into a spaceship
With an arm full of solid gold bracelets
A phenomenon from out of the matrix (Heavy Mental)
Been up, dated, microphone mighty king David
my eyes have seen the spaceship, lying of Judah
high exalted, mystic ruler, black stone call me
abduler, skin my of solid ?, my wisdom takes off
with such great force, global space walk
I breaked off leaving legs, frost, shake the planet off
cause different ships, mountains and cliffs, planet shifts
mind drifts, this is it, I’ve been abducted
no longer stuck with, the corrupted
9 to 5 puppets, I blew away my change, buck it
bite my crutches, the faces of the public
scream for justice..
Life is a test many quest the universe
And through my research I felt the joy and the hurt
The first shall be last and the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth
Knowledge this wisdom this goes back when I was twelve
I loved doing right but I was trapped in hell
Had mad ideas, sad eyes and tears
Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn’t bear
I build lyrics like a monument
most dominant, I drop bombs with common sense
the inipatant scientist, a perfectionist
a lyrical specialist
I feel like life is all written, understand my math
Got on my knees, told God I had a plan, He laughed
I mean… hours passed, no sleep, cowards get a slow leak
Showered twice the whole week, powerless control freak
Thinkin’ about suicide, won’t though I’m scrutinized
Life nigga; do or die, hood want ’em crucified
Jewelry on, fresh dressed, model broads excess
Phone calls, death threats, tell me what’s the next step
What’s what, who’s who, paranoid as usual
Grippin’ on my deuce-deuce, either way a lose-lose
All I need is one mic, razor blades, gun fights
Room without no sunlight, understand son’s plight
If done right, won’t seek and fail
I don’t follow the path, I’m creatin’ my own to leave a trail
Sayin’ Jump Off don’t sound right is blasphemous downright
I astound mics, music is just what feelings sound like
So even though when I do it it’s flames
Would defeat the whole purpose
Naw, that ain’t what Jers. is
Naw, that would be worthless
Bars soundin’ nervous
A nigga much deeper than what you see on the surface
I’d rather resort back to snatchin’ purses
Finally understanding what the gift and the curse is
If I was more concerned about a purchase
I would tell y’all it’s about to go down like bird shit
It takes courage, me versus urges
A wordsmith that got caught-up in label merges
And what’s worse is, I been deserted in the circus
Up-and-left the circuit, it’s dead like hearses
Sicker than them pedophiles workin’ in them churches
That ain’t the type shit I need fit for my verses
Dawg, so lemme’ help niggas understand Mouse
Look, look, look, shout to all my fans, glad I can inspire y’all
Got a couple haters, still tryin to acquire more
You’re prayin to a higher power, hopin I should fall
But even my writer’s block, ends in a firewall
Wanna talk about how I gain is not measurable
I come from a place where the pain became pleasurable
Me and success is inseparable
I put it all on the table so it falling is inevitable
I wont fold for you niggas
My rock bottom like a goal for you niggas
I gave em jewels, but it was more like coal to you niggas
So nah I aint the same as your man
Lets talk when you get a link on that chain of command
You got a sideline view so what Im doin dont appear to be hard
You drag racing against the rear of the car
Pumpin your breaks fish tailing make it difficult to hear these bars
Nigga your skin couldnt bare these scars
Getting beside yourself, niggas thinkin they the best
Digging your own grave playin jenga with tourrets
Out-matched, out-classed theres nathin you can teach me
In order to bring me down gotta be able to reach me
Something must’ve changed me, n-ggas might defame me
But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me
Strangely I’m no longer sad man or angry
Shame-ably it pains me, feeling like this just ain’t me
Mainly what do I tell all the people that thanked me
Mainly those who ordain me, aside from can you blame me
Motivation they was supplying me no longer providing me
Jason Williams something killed whatever was driving me
Worrying less about the past more about the now
Less about what I’m going though more about the how
It’s for certain it’s been 30 years being fit for hurting
Now I’m a different person with nohing to overcome in the mist of burdens
For certain, got 6 figures in my sock drawer
And honestly this year I expect to make a lot more
It’s hard to live without a budget when life is corrupted
In a house thats so peaceful that I’m trying to disrupt it
Scream f**k it not because I have to but because I love it
Which makes me as fake as the puppets that I speak of disgusted
Without a paddle up sh-t’s creek
Dig deep and see it ain’t life it’s just me
So be warned as I’m putting on like I’m deformed
Only so y’all can accept it as being my norm
Maybe I quit working on me, maybe I given up
Maybe I been lying to myself maybe I give a f-ck.
It’s enough to make you black out, pull a mac out
Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud
Every day we playin cat and mouse as I watch it hoverin over my glass house
It’s enough to make you spazz out, pull a mac out
Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud
Tired enough for me to pass out, tired of running from the black cloud
I say it loud hoping someone can hear me clearly
Trying to make my girl get it she don’t know it’s very scary
But she’s a nympho she can come barely near me
She still want the God and i don’t think she’s mary mary
The prettiest bitches they just want to service me
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While n-ggas prettiest bitches wouldn’t get a word from me
Some of you haven’t heard from me some of you wouldn’t mind murking me
Found that news funny likes its stright from Ron Burgundy
These n-ggas ain’t never seen dough
They can’t dream though i bump into ’em in between shows
People say im emo what that really mean though
Is though the song can’t breathe I actually make it seem so
I lost loved ones because they couldn’t deal with me
Cherish whoever still with me though the marriage be killed in me
Normally it’s just me and my lonely mind
Everyone storm is different so this forecast is only mine
Fans recognize my misery uplifted me
Shifted me to my epitome, guess the curse is a gift to me
Maybe its serendipity, maybe it’s weighing on me physically
Maybe I should man up and tell GOD not to solicit me
Been medicated, meditated
Sedated, hated
Character assassinated, all theses years I masqueraded
Hard headed, if it was on my mind I had to say it
Tongue on the devil’s pitchfork to see how disaster tasted
Rap is fabricated, rappers are so exaggerated
Wouldn’t be scared of the truth if they weren’t castrated
Grab a mag, spray it, surrounded by people to shoot it before me
Better unconditionally love my beautiful ugly
Now lemme speak to who I cater to
Would you love me to say(or sang?), before my weeks were not favorable
Promised to maintain being unique but relatable
All while suffering from a disease that could do away with you
Poetry on the beat, spoken-word for the masses
Therapy over pro-tools, every word is on acid
Continents on Kush, every vowel is blunted
Highly wanted this whole organization privately funded
This is bigger than the Eiffle, this is alert to public
Had a cop us by our tunnels and our bridges with the rifle
Sentences meant to stifle, this is a man aching
This is the damn breaking, contraband in the making
This is panic unveiling, got potential but I never met it
He be trying to come over, it seem like GOD won’t let it
Either he never got my invite or he jus dismissed it
But if all I’m hearing are the sounds of blackness, why am I pessimistic?
You’ll never progress if you’ll never try
All I ask, let every word I birth, never die
My wings spread, but when I’m at the sky
Weather didn’t change like I thought and had me petrified
So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
Macintosh marketing
Oil field augering
Brazilian adolescent disarmament
Israeli occupation
Islamic martyrdom, precise
Yeah, laser guided targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization harborin
Sand camouflage army men
CCF sponsorin, world conquerin, telephone monitorin
Louis Vuitton modelin, pornographic actress honorin
String theory ponderin, bullimic vomitin
Catholic priest fondlin, pre-emptive bombin and Osama and no bombin them
They breakin in my car again, deforestation and overloggin and
Hennessy and Hypnotic swallowin, hydroponic coughin and
All the world’s ills, sittin on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that
Dope dope beat props to Salam Remi and dope lyrics very complete song and for the dummiies that don’t understand music the name of the song is nasty and the music and lyrics match that, save the brainless comments or think before you post.
Incoherent one-liners with no substance and a complete lack of complex wordplay are dope lyrics now? LMAO.
What did Hip Hop come to if random T-R-A-S-H like this gets praised? NOBODY would like this song if it didn’t say ”Nas”.
You fags have no knowledge of Hip Hop and FORCE yourselves to like this.
Enough of this overrated trash. Nas is a shell of his former self.
Nas’ rhymes are so fucking elementary. Hovi Baby SHITS all over this.
I don’t how anybody’s in their right mind can call this great when tracks like this exist:
[Jay-Z]
Follow the flow, look
They say a midget standin on the giant’s shoulder can see much
further than the giant.. (the giant..)
So I got the WHOLE rap world on my shoulder they tryin to see
further than I am.. (than I am..)
And I have been tryin to be patient with they preoccupation
with David and Goliath.. (Goliath..)
But sooner or later, that patience gonna run it’s course
and I’m forced to be a tyrant.. (be a tyrant..)
But bein tyrant, comin through your environment
Iron mask, nigga iron gas, nigga I am back
With “The Team,” no I in that
R.O.C., y’all not eyein that
Y’all don’t see, clearly cause the reign ain’t gone
“The Dynasty,” no not Ming but Shawn’s
Dame, Kareems, nigga it’s the gangsta team
Stop your run, one of the reasons that they call us gangrene
The other reason, we got a gang of green
If there’s better at gettin cheddar that remains to be seen, nigga
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Jeah, jeah
[Chorus]
Can’t touch the untouchable, break the unbreakable
Shake the unshakeable (it’s Hovi baby)
Can’t see the unseeable, reach the unreachable
Do the impossible (it’s Hovi baby)
Can’t move the unmoveable, stop the unstoppable..
[Jay-Z]
Jeah, look
I’m so far ahead of my time, I’m bout to start another life
Look behind you, I’m bout to pass you twice
Back to the future and gotta slow up for the present
I’m fast, niggaz can’t get past my past
How they propose to deal with my perfect present?
When I unwrap “The Gift & the Curse” in one session
Ain’t no livin person can test him
Only two restin in heaven can be mentioned in the same breath as him
Seven straight summers, critics might not admit it
But nobody in rap did it, quite like I did it
If you did it I done it before, you get I had it
Got mad at it and don’t want it no more
And that goes for everything from flippin that raw
Flippin whores, flippin vocal chords, don’t get it twisted
Get it right, did different, did it better, did it nice
Did the impossible then did it twice (get it right)
Jay is the MUCH greater mind.
I been crushing the building since Izod socks
I’m so independent, sh..I might buy Koch
I might not stop
Places to cop, 76 floors, you can call me the Doc
Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot’s on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up, I’m tired
Build me up, break me down to build me up again
They like, “Hov we need you back so we can kill your ass again”
Hov got flow though he’s no Big and Pac, but he’s close
How I’m ‘posed to win? They got me fighting ghosts
Same sword they knight you they gon’ good night you with
Sh.., Thats’ only half if they like you
That ain’t even the half what they might do
Don’t believe me, ask Michael
See Martin, see Malcolm
You see Biggie, see Pac, see success and its outcome
See Jesus, see Judas; see Caesar, see Brutus
See success is like suicide
Suicide, it’s a suicide
If you succeed, prepare to be crucified
Media meddles, niggas sue you, you settle
Every step you take, they remind you you ghetto
So it’s tough being Bobby Brown
To be Bobby then, you gotta be Bobby now
Now the question is, “Is to have had and lost
Better than not having at [all]?”
Everybody wanna be the King then shots ring
You laying on your balcony with holes in your dream
Or you Malcolm X’d out, get distracted by screams
Everybody get your hand off my jeans!
Everybody look at you strange, say you changed
Uhh! Like you work that hard to stay the same
Uhh! Game stays the same, the name changes
So its best for those to not overdose on being famous
Most kings get driven so insane
That they try to hit the same vein that Kurt Cobain did
No dangers, so shameless
Invited to the inner sanctum of your chambers
Low chain ’em as the enemies approach
So raise your draw bridge and drown them in the moat
And the Spirit I’m evoking
**Mumbles** Hold on
Everybody screaming they want the old Hov
But the new improved Hov hit like Albert Pujols
Everybody wanna hear me talk that money like Phil Rizzuto
But my mind is on Pluto
Bills that I do fold, I now invest on
Trying to find some loopholes in the IRS
As where I used to have a few hoes I am just
Concentrating on making a new Hov through sex
I’ve awakened just in time to school those putos
Trying to follow in my shoes with jewels froze
Better adhere to this text ‘fore you go
Broke, spending more than you’ve accrued on silly baguettes
I know silly begets silly you’ll learn on your own
At least my conscience is clear, I’m no longer steering you wrong
Ain’t nothing wrong with baguettes after you get a home
Take care of your home, you can go back and **Ugh!**
I’m getting courted by the bosses
The Edgars And Doug Morris-es-es
Jimmy I’s and Lyors-es — it’s
Gotta be more than the choruses
They respecting my mind now
Just a matter of time now
Operation: Takeover Corporate
Makeover offices-es-es then takeover all of it
Please may these words be recorded
To serve as testimony that I saw it all before it
Came to fruition, sort of a premonition
Uncontrollable hustler’s ambition
Alias Superstition, like Stevie
The writing’s on the wall like my lady, right baby?
Saw it all before — some of y’all thought I was crazy — maybe
Like a fox I’m cagey, Ah Ah!
The more successful, the more stressful
The more and more I transform to Gordon Gekko
In the race to a billion got my face to the ceiling
Got my knees on the floor please Lord forgive him
Has he lost his religion, is the greed gon’ get him?
He’s having heaven on earth, will his wings still fit him?
I got the Forbes on my living room floor
And I’m still talking to the poor, nigga I want more
TIME’s most influential, was impressive
‘Specially since I wasn’t in the artist section
Had me with the builders and the titans
Had me right with Rupert Murdoch
Billionaire boys and some dudes you never heard of
Word up on Madison Ave is I’m a cash cow
Word down on Wall Street, homie, you get the cash out
IPO Hov, no need for reverse merger
The boy money talk no need to converse further
The baby blue Maybach like I own Gerber
Boardroom I’m lifting ya skirt up
LOL @ Nas being better because he raps about hearing gunshots on a raidy while looking out of his project window.
The ONLY reason people say Nas is better is because Jay is in a whole other universe when it comes to success.
Jay is superior on EVERY level. LOL @ equating a lack of success with quality.
This track is nothing but garbage. The title fits it.
you’re a fucking faggot. coming to a nas video with 4 pages of Jay-Z lyrics proves how much of a dick smoker you are
Yeah, u must be one of them “Dookie Butt Niggaz” — U r a Fuckin Faggot for real
Look at his ”Made You Look” DVD, he’s such a fucking studio rapper, it’s unbelievable. I can’t believe that this EMBARRASSING shit has been recorded. That dude who CAN’T rap ONE complete verse live claims to be one of the greatest? GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!!! That ALONE makes Jay MUCH better. If you can’t bring it live, you SUCK. End of. Dude raps 2 lines out of a whole verse before he runs out of breath. The small crowd rapped more than him. Check the reaction at his shows, he can’t move the people for shit. His flow SUCKS so FUCKING BADLY without a proper studio mastering. He has NO breath control. He lets out more words than he has money. He’s N-O-T-H-I-N-G without SEVERAL back-ups. That fag needs AT LEAST 20 takes before he lays a verse down.
Suck a Dick you Faggot
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^Only responses Naaas stans are capable of.
The truth hurts, huh?
Why do you post your daily activities on here? Wrong section, you delusional groupie.
Anonymous, do you want to fuck nas in the ass because you sure on his dick
most of these dudes posting comments here r speaking lame…if only you jst understand nas then you wud appreciate evritin he does.even if it means him jst humming
You HAVE to dickride everything Nas does. It’s forbidden to shed light on his questionable moves and music.
Damn y all the Nas hate Its not the greatest song of all time but dam its some old boom bap hip hop Calm down people
Nasir taking it back to the essence!!!
I wasn’t so sure about Untitled, but this album will be a fucking classic. He dropped nothing but PURE fire with every single verse recently. Especially that Wayne verse was out of this world, I hope he’s going to flow like this on the album.