Official Nas Thread

[spliz]

“I’m like a farmer, planting words, people are seeds, my truth is the soil,
Help u grow like trees,
May the children come in all colors,
Change like leaves, but hold before u,
One of those, prophetic emcees with blunted flows, 700 souls in me, each channeling from past and present times..”

 

[HNIC973]

“I’m like a farmer, planting words, people are seeds, my truth is the soil,
Help u grow like trees,
May the children come in all colors,
Change like leaves, but hold before u,
One of those, prophetic emcees with blunted flows, 700 souls in me, each channeling from past and present times..”

Find it's way on the paper, so I could dictate it
Articulate it, luckily, I was put on one of the ships that made it
Through strong currents and winds that left the others stranded
To sink in the Atlantic
Satan jigs the planet, not to get too religious, but
Who decides when and if your life is finished?
If Christ is in us, for the sake of your name, oh, Lord
May we break away from the chains abroad

 

[Rivoli]

NAS... the best rapper alive!!!

 

[spliz]

Find it's way on the paper, so I could dictate it
Articulate it, luckily, I was put on one of the ships that made it
Through strong currents and winds that left the others stranded
To sink in the Atlantic
Satan jigs the planet, not to get too religious, but
Who decides when and if your life is finished?
If Christ is in us, for the sake of your name, oh, Lord
May we break away from the chains abroad

Pure poetry on this track man. People hate on it but it’s one of my fav Nas joints. Love everything about it. Beat included.

 

[HNIC973]

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
Nothin Nice, John Boy Ice, his death undetermined
Pick an island anywhere for your happy soul or return it
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, eighty-eight carats, 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 fifty 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 clickin' but today, it's some new slimes out
Instagram trickin' the hood
What they cryin' 'bout?
Petty crimes, bytches, and money, that's what they lyin' 'bout

Now you got your marching orders
This shyt will make your mouth water
Like food grilled with wood chips
Woolrich, button-up flannel
Lookin' wolfish, my hair wolfin'
Central bookings, simple lessons
One foot on the curb, one foot in the Lexus
My style is eclectic
Eat you pussies for breakfast
Then I offer refreshments
Look all that fly shyt y'all harpin' on
They take the watch from your arm
And cops do nothin' about it, that's what's goin' on
Many changes, more races
When I was tourin' the nation with warrants on probation
I was a small kid amazed with the thought one day I'll be bankin', IV from drinkin'
Papi to Abu Dhabi
Prolly polly with Saudis
Crank the engine on a '74 Chevy Chevelle
Shorty friend is a snake
I told her her bestie ain't real
You gotta watch that
As the lobster crack, I spray the Baccarat
Your reputation, you can't clean that shyt up at no laundromat, sucker
See, somebody has to say it, the boy still ain't graduated
I must say they cap the greatest (Be real)
My team is mature, the bags are secure
Surrounded by addicts addicted to having more

 

[HNIC973]

He wrote his music in the back of the crib, I did my homework
At night the windows were speakers, pumpin' life out
A fight, people screamin' 'cause somebody pulled a knife out
So I look at this room, I'm hooked to this tune
Every night the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly
But jail was ahead of me, speedin' like amphetamine
Reading's what I should've done, 'cause my imagination would run
I was impatient to get out and become part of the noise out there
I used to stare, five stories down, basketball courts, shot up playgrounds
And I witnessed the murders and police shake-downs
Yo, the hustla's and hoes, drugs and fo'-fo's
This was the life of every kid, lookin' out project windows

Son is just different

 

[ThirdAct]

I'd love to be a fly on the wall at those Premier sessions

 

[Mike Wins]

Crazy verse

 

[HNIC973]

Crazy verse

Ran laps on nikkaz on that

 

[Figaro]

I don't know why but i always though Street Dreams (Remix) took serious inspiration from Watch Dem nikkas for some reason.

 

[mson]

 

[kes929]

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
Nothin Nice, John Boy Ice, his death undetermined
Pick an island anywhere for your happy soul or return it
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, eighty-eight carats, 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 fifty 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 clickin' but today, it's some new slimes out
Instagram trickin' the hood
What they cryin' 'bout?
Petty crimes, bytches, and money, that's what they lyin' 'bout

Now you got your marching orders
This shyt will make your mouth water
Like food grilled with wood chips
Woolrich, button-up flannel
Lookin' wolfish, my hair wolfin'
Central bookings, simple lessons
One foot on the curb, one foot in the Lexus
My style is eclectic
Eat you pussies for breakfast
Then I offer refreshments
Look all that fly shyt y'all harpin' on
They take the watch from your arm
And cops do nothin' about it, that's what's goin' on
Many changes, more races
When I was tourin' the nation with warrants on probation
I was a small kid amazed with the thought one day I'll be bankin', IV from drinkin'
Papi to Abu Dhabi
Prolly polly with Saudis
Crank the engine on a '74 Chevy Chevelle
Shorty friend is a snake
I told her her bestie ain't real
You gotta watch that
As the lobster crack, I spray the Baccarat
Your reputation, you can't clean that shyt up at no laundromat, sucker
See, somebody has to say it, the boy still ain't graduated
I must say they cap the greatest (Be real)
My team is mature, the bags are secure
Surrounded by addicts addicted to having more

Some of the best raps I’ve ever heard

 

[Rapmastermind]

 

[HNIC973]

somewhere P smiling QB legends

 

[HNIC973]

Some of the best raps I’ve ever heard

he's got better obviously but bar wise The Truth might be the best of the HB era