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Yea,yea, Yea, Nas Is A Legend Happy
Jigga Is Better Tho |
i dont like nas.
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check out nas'z hott song it ain't hard to tell jay-z'll never wryte ill shit like this... It ain't hard to tell, I excel, then prevail The mic is contacted, I attract clientele My mic check is life or death, breathin a sniper's breath I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps Deep like The Shinin', sparkle like a diamond Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket linin Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazin Cause in my physical, I can express through song Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong I drank Moet with Medusa, give her shotguns in hell From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell The buddha monk's in your trunk, turn the bass up Not stories by Aesop, place your loot up, parties I shoot up Nas, I analyze, drop a jew-el, inhale from the L School a fool well, you feel it like braille It ain't hard to tell, I kick a skill like Shaquille holds a pill Vocabulary spills I'm +Ill+ plus +Matic+, I freak beats slam it like Iron Shiek Jam like a tech with correct techniques So analyze me, surprise me, but can't magmatize me Scannin while you're plannin ways to sabotage me I leave em froze like her-on in your nose Nas'll rock well, it ain't hard to tell This rhythmatic explosion, is what your frame of mind has chosen I'll leave your brain stimulated, niggaz is frozen Speak with criminal slang, begin like a violin End like Leviathan, it's deep well let me try again Wisdom be leakin out my grapefruit troop I dominate break loops, givin mics men-e-straul cycles Street's disciple, I rock beats that's mega trifle And groovy but smoother than moves by Villanova You're still a soldier, I'm like Sly Stone in Cobra Packin like a rasta in the weed spot Vocals'll squeeze glocks, MC's eavesdrop Though they need not to sneak My poetry's deep, I never fell Nas's raps should be locked in a cell It ain't hard to tell |
yo nas is the last real nigger alive! nottin out out by him ever disapoints.. pure breed!
though i hated the beef goin on between them, nasd and jay-z! i hated jayz old shit but his new shit was tight... though in the long battle nas did come on top... by a shit load!! nas is legend! say wot you want! |
nas is a legend c'mon how many rappers in the game talk about
real shit that's deep & meaningful |
nas will always be ill...hes a legend
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and this faggot gay-z, on dead presidents pt. II he has his chorus with nas in it from tha song the world is yours
tell me a rapper is great when u use a ill part of a song 2 ya chorus to probably make a hit |
Will U Shuttup
Ill Son U On This Subject Shuttup |
^^ ur wack....nas kicks ass.....
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JUS LIKE THE SONG....CAN HE LIVE
Yeah, hah, yeah Roc-A-Fella We invite you to, somethin epic y'all know? Well we hustle out of a sense of, hopelessness Sort of a desperation Through that desperation, we 'come addicted Sorta like the fiends we accustomed to servin But we feel we have nothin to lose so we offer you, well, we offer our lives, right What do you bring to the table? While I'm watchin every nigga watchin me closely my shit is butter for the bread they wanna toast me I keep my head, both of them where they supposed to be Hoes'll get you sidetracked then clap from closed feet I don't sleep, I'm tired, I feel wired like codeine, these days a brother gotta admire from four fiends away My pain wish it was quick to see, from sellin 'caine til brains was fried to a fricaisse, can't lie At the time it never bothered me, at the bar gettin my thug on properly, my squad and me lack of respect for authority, laughin hard Happy to be escapin poverty, however brief I know this game got valleys and peaks, expectation for dips, four percent pertation we stack chips, hardly The youth I used to be, soon to see a mill'in No more, Big Willie my game has grown prefer you call me William Illin for revenues, grateful dim the light channel 7 news, round seven jewels, hand gettin the mic Forgettin all I ever knew, convenient amnesia I suggest you call my lawyer, I know the procedure Lock my body can't trap my mind, easily explain why we adapt to crime I'd rather die enormous than live dormant that's how we on it Live at the main event, I bet a trip to Maui on it Presidential suites my resedential for the weekend Confidentially speakin in codes since I sense you peekin The INXS rental, don't be fooled my game is mental We both out of town dog, what you tryin to get into? Viva, Las Vegas, see ya, later at the crap tables meet me by the one that starts a G up This way no fraud Willie's present gambling they re-up And we can have a pleasant time, sippin margaritas Ge-ge-geyeahhh, can I live? Can I live? My mind is infested, with sick thoughts that circle like a Lexus, if driven wrong it's sure to hurt you Dual level like duplexes, in unity, my crew and me commit atrocities like we got immunity You guessed it, manifest it in tangible goods Platinum Rolexed it, we don't lease we buy the whole care, as you should My confederation, dead a nation, EXPLODE on detonation, overload the mind of a said patient When it balls to steam, it comes to it we all fiends gotta do it, even righteous minds go through this True this, history school us to spend our money foolish Bond with jewellers and, watch for intruders I stepped it up another level, meditated like a buddhist Recruited lieutenants with ludicrous, dreams of gettin cream let's do this, against T-D-S So I keep one eye open like, C-B-S, ya see me stressed right? Can I live? Can I live? Can I live? Can I live? Ha-hah, Roc-A-Fella y'all |
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WHY DO U HAVE 1,000 POSTS GO OUTSIDE...GET SOME FRESH AIR |
why do u waste your time postin complete song lyrics to songs that aren't even yours
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illmatic was dope, classic
it was written was good, very good, one of the best that year, and it is much better than stillmatic i am is ok nastradamus is ehh few ok to descent tracks stillmatic is descent, not 5 mics by any stretch of the imagination. they give this shit 5 mics but gave eminem's marshal mathers LP less than 5 (forgot what it received) god's son was kind of bad. had a few good tracks but not really that great nas needs to figure himself out, and pick good beats!!! he picks good beats half the time, then he falters the other half. i can't stand a lot of his songs cause of the beats. also he tries to sound smart when he is just average. it doesn't work and he ends up saying dumb things. nas is a great emcee at times. at other times he's a wasted tallent. |
those jigga lyrics from "can i live" are nice. i love that song. one of my top 5 of all time tracks prolly. Nas's NY State of Mind is up there too.
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Nas is hot shit
I wouldn't consider Nas "the greatest," but he is definitely in the top 5 of all time greatest rap artists.
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