I said it...

Im sick of some of these cats all on nas's dick like "oh hes the best battle rapper go listen to ether"...not even close hes mad basic...

as far as making music...hes ill no question...but hes a poetic/deep/political cat hes not built for battles at all...so i did everyone the favor of my line-by-line review...

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Nas - Ether

[gunshots]

[Nas talking]
("Fuck Jay-Z")
What's up niggas, ay yo, I know you ain't talkin 'bout me dog
You, what?
("Fuck Jay-Z")
You been on my dick nigga, you love my style, nigga
("Fuck Jay-Z")
->>i think fuck jay-z is sampled off a pac song and slowed down...not really a lyric so no review

[Chorus]
(I) Fuck with your soul like ether
(Will) Teach you the king you know you
(Not) "God's son" across the belly
(Lose) I prove you lost already
->>meh...decent...I like the I WILL NOT LOSE being emphasied at the begginning...5/10

Brace yourself for the main event
Y'all impatiently waitin
It's like an AIDS test, what's the results?
->>weak...I mean its alright but not great...was results supposed to rhyme with something? 3/10

Not positive, who's the best? Pac, Nas and Big
->>positive..nas and big...blah terrible...1/10

Ain't no best, East, West, North, South, flossed out, greedy
->>terrible...I know my directions...0/10

I embrace y'all with napalm
Blows up, no guts, left chest, face gone
->>first rhyming bar in the song...decent 4/10

How could Nas be garbage?
Semi-autos at your cartilege
->>yawn...1/10

Burner at the side of your dome, come outta my throne
->>no second line...not creative at all...bleh 1/10

I got this, locked since '9-1
->>ok...did you forget you were rappin? 0/10

I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't influenced
Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas
With Hawaiin Sophie fame, kept my name in his music
Check it
->>hawaiin sophie fame was something pac said about jay-z before nas...i actually kinda like this bar and a half...5/10

[Chorus]

[talking]
Ay yo, pass me the weed, pour my ashes out on these niggas man (no doubt)
Ay, y'all faggots, y'all kneel and kiss the fuckin ring

[Chorus]

I've been fucked over, left for dead, dissed and fogotten
Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten
->>filler...4/10

Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave (uh)
Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face
->>filler...quit crying this is a battle track...3/10

Y'all some "well wishers," friendly actin, envy hidin snakes
With your hands out for my money, man, how much can I take?
->>you know if you saw this in front lines youd tell them to elevate...hes got vocab but hes not saying anything 2/10

When these streets keep callin, heard it when I was sleep
That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted beef
->>crazy childish...har har...2/10

Started cockin up my weapon, slowly loadin up this ammo
To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can handle
->>weak...3/10

This for dolo and it's manuscript, just sound stupid
When KRS already made an album called Blueprint
->>first personal in the track...ill 8/10

First, Biggie's ya man, then you got the nerve to say that you better than Big
Dick suckin lips, whyn't you let the late, great veteran live
->>blah...so-so 5/10

[talking]
(I...will...not...lose)
"God's son" across the belly, I prove you lost already
The king is back, where my crown at?
(Ill...will) Ill Will rest in peace, let's do it niggas

[Chorus]

Y'all niggas deal with emotions like bitches
What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my brother...you traded your soul for riches
->>decent...5/10

My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous
And now I smile like a proud dad, watchin his only son that made it
->>good punch...7/10

You seem to be only concerned with dissin women
->>not rap...talking...should have had another line...0/10

Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly?
Well life is hard, hug me,
->>ehh...its ok...5/10

don't reject me
Or make records to disrespect me, blatent or indirectly
->>flows good ut bhes not saying anything...3/10

In '88 you was gettin chased through your buildin
->>not rap...talking...should have had another line...0/10

Callin my crib and I ain't even give you my numbers
All I did was gave you a style for you to run with
->>wack...there are waaaaay harder-hitting ways to say he took your style other than 'you took my style' 1/10

Smilin in my face, glad to break bread with the god
Wearin Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars
->>filler...3/10

No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case
Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin with little Chase
->>filler...3/10

You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan
->>not rap...talking...should have had another line...0/10

I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate class
->>not rap...talking...should have had another line...0/10

You Tae-bo hoe, tryna' work it out, you tryna' get brolic?
Ask me if I'm tryna' kick knowledge
->>filler...wouldve been a 4 but he said tae-bo ho...3/10

Nah, I'm tryna' kick the shit you need to learn though
That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow
->>good imagery...i give it 5/10

Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy?
Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he's Puffy
->>blah...its decent...5/10

Rockafeller died of AIDS, that was the end of his chapter
And that's the guy y'all chose to name your company after?
->>weak...2/10

Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas
And now y'all try to take my spot, fellas?
Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas
In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas
->>Zzz...Zzz...4/10

Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her puss
What you think, you gettin girls now 'cause of your looks?
->>decent personal...5/10

Ne-gro please
You no mustache havin, with whiskers like a rat
Compared to Beans you wack
->>wack...1/10

And your man stabbed Un and made you take the blame
You ass, went from Jaz to hangin with Caine, to Herb, to Big
->>filler...who is un? only Jay would understand this punch...4/10

And, Eminem murdered you on your own shit
->>^^werd...but not rap...talking...should have had another line...0/10

You a dick-ridin faggot, you love the attention
Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons
->>blah...3/10

Ha, R-O-C get gunned up and clapped quick
J.J. Evans get gunned up and clapped quick
Your whole damn record label gunned up and clapped quick
->>doesnt count...

Shaun Carter to Jay-Z, damn you on Jaz dick
So little shorty's gettin gunned up and clapped quick
How much of Biggie's rhymes is gon' come out your fat lips?
Wanted to be on every last one of my classics
You pop shit, apologize, nigga, just ask Kiss
->>first and third lines ill...2,4,5 wack...5/10



Well there's my review of the 'best battle track ever' hopefully you can open your eyes now and see that without production it is totally wack...im too lazy to add it up but id say somewhere overall its about 3 or 4 out of 10...it really isnt that good of a song...I dont think nas is as good a battler as everyone makes him out to be...feedback?

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