come on man, you said the "lyrical formats" made illmatic a lyrical masterpiece.... show the difference between naS lyrical formats and Waka Flocka's... should be easy right?
This whole thread is hilarious because we got all these naS stans and not one of em tried to show how any of this shyt was lyrical other than just sayin it. Then they got so mad they started dissin Pac lyrics.
But all these fakkets know that I put Lupe up top as far as lyricists go, with Jigga up there, and 3 Stacks... not one of these stans even tried to shyt on the lyricism of those three, which shows you niccaz know the human L aint fukcin with real lyricists
If a nicca said Lupe aint a lyricist I could easily point to some shyt to shut their whole shyt down...without mentioning "lyrical formats"
son. lyrical format = literary devices. i just couldn't remember the right words. sue me.
either way, you shytting on nas while praising lupe (who i also think is a lyrical monster) but check it, i can just post these lupe lyrics right here from his debut LP and let you tell me how this is so far ahead of what nas was doing on illmatic:
Lusssst... sometimes can override trusssst
She said that's why she gave it up
My man said blood spilled out of everything he tou-chhhhed
He crushed everything he crushed
Ruined everything he loved, he just wanted to rushhhhh
Blamed it on the times bein rough
Doin dirt, with the devil, chasin after the dusssst
Make a fussss, if it's them, but we hushhh, if it's us
Lifffffe... ain't meant to come around twiiiice
Yeah, that's why I gotta get it right
They said I got it honest now I gotta give it LIFE
But sleep on it, that's why God give you night
I mean, I had a dream that, God gave me FLIGHT
Too fly for my own good so, God gave me plight
If I wake up in the mornin now I gotta give 'em SIGHT
Make 'em see, break 'em free, ain't a G, sho' you right
Struggle... yeah yeah, another sign that God love you
Cause on the low, bein po', make you humble
Keep they names in my rhymes to try and keep them out of trouble
Cause bein po', also teach you how to hustle
All they want is some shoes or some rims for they bubble
Now that I got my own, I can hit them with a couple
Couple, my homies so they ain't got no reason to cuff you
That's my plan, if I can, on the man, up above you