Nas - Magic (Discussion Thread)

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Sounds just like it dropped on DJ Clue Halloween holdup mixtape :wow:

No more foul plays
Housin' mentality, shoot 'em down days
Goin' out of town with a couple of pound plays
Always the one you call your friend but then his style changed
Hard time for non-violent crimes, that's a outrage
We need a meetin'
Money and fame is fleetin'
You never really know the reason why two people is beefin'
Bloody murder
In the '80s he had suede Louis seats in the 'burban
Did dirty, his sentence start turnin'
Look at life, took advice from the streets of Vernon
Nothing Nice, John Boy Ice, his death undetermined
Pick an island anywhere for your happy solar returning
When I'm gone, I pray my family don't get the cash and burn it
To the floor
Black 4's laced up
Galactica glaciers, 88 karats, immaculate paystubs
Them nikkas do a crime, I drop a rhyme, it's the same rush
And they been sending shots a nikka way, but they ain't struck
Can't fukk with me
I been outside
Since a buck 50 was the only way to get your face done
Doggystyle CD turn that "Murder Was the Case" up
Thinkin' when I drop my first shyt I'm leavin' they face scrunched
Black from the dark side of Vernon draws from the dime block
They had it clicking but today, it's some new slimes out
Instagram trickin' the hood, what they crying 'bout?
Petty crimes, bytches and money, that's what they lyin' 'bout
:wow::wow:
 

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Sounds just like it dropped on DJ Clue Halloween holdup mixtape :wow:

No more foul plays
Housin' mentality, shoot 'em down days
Goin' out of town with a couple of pound plays
Always the one you call your friend but then his style changed
Hard time for non-violent crimes, that's a outrage
We need a meetin'
Money and fame is fleetin'
You never really know the reason why two people is beefin'
Bloody murder
In the '80s he had suede Louis seats in the 'burban
Did dirty, his sentence start turnin'
Look at life, took advice from the streets of Vernon
Nothing Nice, John Boy Ice, his death undetermined
Pick an island anywhere for your happy solar returning
When I'm gone, I pray my family don't get the cash and burn it
To the floor
Black 4's laced up
Galactica glaciers, 88 karats, immaculate paystubs
Them nikkas do a crime, I drop a rhyme, it's the same rush
And they been sending shots a nikka way, but they ain't struck
Can't fukk with me
I been outside
Since a buck 50 was the only way to get your face done
Doggystyle CD turn that "Murder Was the Case" up
Thinkin' when I drop my first shyt I'm leavin' they face scrunched
Black from the dark side of Vernon draws from the dime block
They had it clicking but today, it's some new slimes out
Instagram trickin' the hood, what they crying 'bout?
Petty crimes, bytches and money, that's what they lyin' 'bout
:wow::wow:


He transported back to the 90's on that one. :banderas:
 

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Classic.

It's been a while since I seen Nas & Hit shout each other out, last years were such a blessing :mjcry:
Am 100 % they still cool it's just hit boy was basically only producing for his pops the last year or so..and on one of the updates we got from the premo/Nas collabo is that hit was also working on it indirectly...
 

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Sounds just like it dropped on DJ Clue Halloween holdup mixtape :wow:

No more foul plays
Housin' mentality, shoot 'em down days
Goin' out of town with a couple of pound plays
Always the one you call your friend but then his style changed
Hard time for non-violent crimes, that's a outrage
We need a meetin'
Money and fame is fleetin'
You never really know the reason why two people is beefin'
Bloody murder
In the '80s he had suede Louis seats in the 'burban
Did dirty, his sentence start turnin'
Look at life, took advice from the streets of Vernon
Nothing Nice, John Boy Ice, his death undetermined
Pick an island anywhere for your happy solar returning
When I'm gone, I pray my family don't get the cash and burn it
To the floor
Black 4's laced up
Galactica glaciers, 88 karats, immaculate paystubs
Them nikkas do a crime, I drop a rhyme, it's the same rush
And they been sending shots a nikka way, but they ain't struck
Can't fukk with me
I been outside
Since a buck 50 was the only way to get your face done
Doggystyle CD turn that "Murder Was the Case" up
Thinkin' when I drop my first shyt I'm leavin' they face scrunched
Black from the dark side of Vernon draws from the dime block
They had it clicking but today, it's some new slimes out
Instagram trickin' the hood, what they crying 'bout?
Petty crimes, bytches and money, that's what they lyin' 'bout
:wow::wow:

2nd verse was flames too

You gotta watch that
As the lobster crack, I spray the Baccarat
Your reputation, you can't clean that shyt up at no laundromat


:whew:
 

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Another classic. Nas & Hit run was special

This!

I don’t think people understand how special it was




The difference between you and I spittin's a wide difference
They hate on you, but me, they want me to die different
No ego, I'm just providin', a better understandin'
I don't wish it on nobody who doesn't have the bandwidth
It come with standin' your ground
When you from a poor town, that generate awareness
The ventilation shifts
Where the air is erased when you hear it
Somewhere between great and endearin'
You smell it and taste it 'cause it's serious
And you don't think it's fair, you feel that you come with bars
And you won some wars, frankly, they should send they regards
Some of the hardest rappers get overlooked and ignored
No matter what happen, I hope all of us soar, I go



:wow: Come on man

Magic 1-3 he delivered
 
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it's ugly outside, it's muggy, it's money outside
105 Fahrenheit, thunderous skies
The clouds shape a clown face above where you reside
Under his eye, a teardrop got the ugliest cry
They call my city Gotham City, opposite of pretty
Weatherman cannot predict bullets rainin' from out the 50
It's ugly outside, Big L would be here if it wasn't
Hell'll freeze over the day it doesn't get ugly out
How can we hug it out
After we slugged it out?
We should be buying acres adjusting each other's crowns
That was your brother back then, how could you gun him down?
Yeah, yeah
This what I live for
The inventor
The re-invention, I'm reincarnated, see what it hit for
Yo, even your mentor can get you sent for
Get you chipped off if it's a brick off, you hit a brick wall
Damn, big dog
Dove in that water and got hit with a cannonball
Ugly Christmas sweater party with no Santa Claus
Companies profit off of black trauma
That's ugly, mad ugly just like Sheneneh and Wanda
You been through shyt I been through shyt every day is an honor
It's ugly how Mercedes Moore lost her life to a stalker
I'm on offense every day 'til I see the love
KD3 on the way, this just to feed the buzz
:wow:
 

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Today, I was listening to a bunch of songs from the Hit-Boy era and I was going in order from KD1. When I got to Magic, I just let the whole album play and I didn't even remember it was the three-year anniversary until I got to "Ugly."

This album was my soundtrack for early 2022. I'll always associate it with winter for that reason (it came out in the winter, but still). This was Hit-Boy intentionally trying to give Nas production that he would have rapped over in the 90s/2000s. It has that Street's Disciple energy channeled in the right way. They both sounded like they had something to prove and they were tired of everyone talking shyt about their partnership.
 
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