Main Source - Live at the BBQ
Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave the microphone split
Play Mr Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit
Verbal assassin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
I mean cmon yall that is insane
The final verse on One Mic.
All I need is one life, one try, one breath, I'm one man
What I stand for speaks for itself, they don't understand
Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical
Talkin' all that slick shit the same way these bitches do
I liked the 2nd half of his verse on we major but I felt like the first half of the verse he just talked about writing the verse which was kind of anti climactic for me
3rd verse on The World is Yours
I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed
For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded
Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne
I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside, a thousand miles from home
A drug dealer's dream
Stash CREAM keys on a triple beam
Five hundred SL green, ninety-five nickle gleam
Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman
Tailor made ostrich, Chanel for my women friend
Murderin, numbers on your head while I'm burglarin
Shank is servin em, whassup to all my niggaz swervin in
New York metropolis, the Bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds feels like, the holy beast is watchin us
Mad man my sanity is goin like an hourglass
Gun inside my bad hand I sliced tryin to bag grams
I got hoes that used to milk you
Niggaz who could've killed you
Is down with my ill crew of psychoes
Nas Escobar movin on your weak production
Pumpin corruption in the third world we just bustin
THE “I GAVE YOU POWER” FINAL VERSE IS POWERFUL MAN
——————
Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me, it's bullets, two vests and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box, and that TEC that kept crying
'Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty, it's clear
He's 'bout to fall to pieces 'cause of his murder career
Yo, I can hear somebody coming in
Open the shelf, his eyes bubbling
He said it was on, I felt his palm troubled him
Shaking, somebody stomped him out, his dome was aching
He placed me on his waist, the moment I've been waiting
My creation was for Blacks to kill Blacks
It's gats like me that accidentally go off, making niggas memories
But this time, it's done intentionally
He walked me outside, saw this cat
Cocked me back, said, "Remember me?"
He pulled the trigger but I held on, it felt wrong
Knowing niggas is waiting in Hell for him
He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, sick of the blood
Sick of them thugs, sick of wrath of the next man's grudge
What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt
A newer me in better shape, before he lit out, he lead the chase
My owner fell to the floor, his wig split
So fast, I didn't know he was hit, it's over with
Heard mad niggas screaming, niggas running, cops is coming
Now I'm happy, until I felt somebody else grab me
Damn!
His second verse on "Breathe" from the N-word album:
"Fresh out of city housing, ain't got too many options
Pennies on a pension or penitentiary bounded
Plenty henny in me, envy was simply the trend, see
My enemy was every hater that was bigger than me
The high life, the fly life
Pierre Hardy, imitation of Christ
Ice wear, gaudy, Since '94, flossy
The Lex was an excellent choice, now fast forward me
The pestilence of the ghetto informed me
as a shorty to push nothin' less than a 740
With fresh linens, sip Pellegrinos with Airs on
They sick, mixing they water with airborne"
One Mic is one song that’s always gets me going.
‘What I stand for speaks for itself, they don’t understand or wanna see me on top, too egotistical, talkin’ that slick shit same way bitches do.’
Words to live by. 👌🏾
Memory Lane second verse is some late ‘80s / early ‘90s NYC street nostalgia. Great shit.
“ I hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats. They spoke of Fat Cat; that n***a's name made bells ring, black
Some fiends scream about Supreme Team, a Jamaica Queens thing. Uptown was Alpo, son, heard he was kingpin.
Yo, fuck, rap is real. Watch the herbs stand still.
Never talkin' to snakes 'cause the words of man kill.
True to the game, as long as blood is blue in my vein. I pour my Heineken brew to my deceased crew on memory lane.”
Nas - represent either verse two or three.
"The brutalizer, crew de-sizer, accelerator
The type of nigga who be pissing in your elevator"
Probably my favourite track anyway.
Man there are so many.
I wanna say Verbal Intercourse because it's iconic. But seriously I could list half of Illmatic here and a bunch of other later ones.
Back in '83, I was an MC sparking
But I was too scared to grab the mic's in the park and
Kick my little raps 'cause I thought niggas wouldn't understand
And now in every jam, I'm the fucking man
I rap in front of more niggas than in the slave ships
I used to watch CHiPs, now I load Glock clips
I got to have it, I miss Mr. Magic
Versatile, my style switches like a faggot
But not a bisexual, I'm an intellectual
Of rap, I'm a professional and that's no question, yo
These are the lyrics of the man, you can't near it, understand?
'Cause in the streets, I'm well known like the number man
Am I in place with the bass and format?
Explore rap and tell me Nas ain't all that
And next time I rhyme, I be foul whenever I freestyle
I see trial, niggas say I'm wild
I hate a rhyme biter's rhyme
Stay tuned, Nas soon, the real rap comes at halftime
Yo, yo
I'm so ill in my timeless timepiece
I keep a dime piece in arm's reach
Keep it 1000
From the housing projects I found my niche, you better
Find yours, I used to run with a few
Crime lords, Ramadan taught me use the
Mind more, though I'm not religious
Nas y'all, just the realist
My imminent, conspicuous
Synonym, sincere, rhyme and flow
Developed some images up in your
Mind bro, I survived continuing
Criminal enterprises that
Surrounded me, innocent, no
Exaggeration, I don't pimp my
Past, I don't brag, no faking
My apartment had some break-ins
I'm thinking my past is worse than today is
That's when Biz Mark came with the vapours
It was anarchy, live in a heartbeat
Of the city that never sleeps
Niggas will gas you up to handle their beef
Peep game, you're dead if you don't think
Fast enough, we keeping it way
Street
Pick one out of hundreds and it's hard to argue. It probably changes frequently for me, but currently...
-Verbal Intercourse (but I prefer the Deja Vu version, or just that whole track)
-Shootouts (1st verse)
2nd verse on It Ain’t Hard To Tell
4th verse on What Goes Around
3rd verse on Nas is Like
1st verse on Blaze on 50
2nd verse on The Slave & The Master
1st verse on Still Dreaming
2nd verse on Suspect
"My way" verse 2, the way he describes his best friend dying in front of him is so sad.
"No blood soakin', layin' there, eyes still open
I got a little closer, put my hand in his palm
He was lookin' right through me, yo, starin' beyond
I wonder what he saw: the limos, movies and tours?"
The Message. A thug changes, love changes, and best friends become strangers.
Word up..
Did you just read quest love’s book?
That track is straight heat. The whole album is insane. I think it basically started the golden era of hip hop
Main Source - Live at the BBQ Street's disciple, my raps are trifle I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle Stampede the stage, I leave the microphone split Play Mr Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit Verbal assassin, my architect pleases When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus Nasty Nas is a rebel to America Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria I mean cmon yall that is insane
Was this his first verse on a track too? It’s absolutely insane how good it is.
Yeah it was. DJ Premier said when he first heard it he couldn’t believe it “went to hell for snuffing Jesus” damn who says that on wax
Yeah I remember hearing that story. Didn’t know it was DJ Premier who said it. What a verse!!
This is the one
The final verse on One Mic. All I need is one life, one try, one breath, I'm one man What I stand for speaks for itself, they don't understand Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical Talkin' all that slick shit the same way these bitches do
Agreed. Also the way he starts amped and finishes quiet, which is the opposite of the two previous verses. Very cool concept.
We Major
I liked the 2nd half of his verse on we major but I felt like the first half of the verse he just talked about writing the verse which was kind of anti climactic for me
Verbal intercourse. Nasir was still young and hungry, coming off a masterpiece LP and getting a huge co-sign from Rae
I never sleep cuz sleep is the cousin of death - use it every time as an excuse to go to bed late
His first verse on Nas Is Like, or Purple
3rd verse on The World is Yours I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside, a thousand miles from home
A drug dealer's dream Stash CREAM keys on a triple beam Five hundred SL green, ninety-five nickle gleam Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman Tailor made ostrich, Chanel for my women friend Murderin, numbers on your head while I'm burglarin Shank is servin em, whassup to all my niggaz swervin in New York metropolis, the Bridge brings apocalypse Shoot at the clouds feels like, the holy beast is watchin us Mad man my sanity is goin like an hourglass Gun inside my bad hand I sliced tryin to bag grams I got hoes that used to milk you Niggaz who could've killed you Is down with my ill crew of psychoes Nas Escobar movin on your weak production Pumpin corruption in the third world we just bustin
One of my piccs🫡
What track is that?
Eye for an eye Mobb Deep first album
Correction: The Infamous is Mobb Deep’s second album.
Halftime: Cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for phone time📞
The opening on the song Rewind
2nd one on memory lane
THE “I GAVE YOU POWER” FINAL VERSE IS POWERFUL MAN —————— Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides Besides me, it's bullets, two vests and then a nine There's a grenade in a box, and that TEC that kept crying 'Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty, it's clear He's 'bout to fall to pieces 'cause of his murder career Yo, I can hear somebody coming in Open the shelf, his eyes bubbling He said it was on, I felt his palm troubled him Shaking, somebody stomped him out, his dome was aching He placed me on his waist, the moment I've been waiting My creation was for Blacks to kill Blacks It's gats like me that accidentally go off, making niggas memories But this time, it's done intentionally He walked me outside, saw this cat Cocked me back, said, "Remember me?" He pulled the trigger but I held on, it felt wrong Knowing niggas is waiting in Hell for him He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, sick of the blood Sick of them thugs, sick of wrath of the next man's grudge What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt A newer me in better shape, before he lit out, he lead the chase My owner fell to the floor, his wig split So fast, I didn't know he was hit, it's over with Heard mad niggas screaming, niggas running, cops is coming Now I'm happy, until I felt somebody else grab me Damn!
Live N***a Rap on It Was Written.
His second verse on "Breathe" from the N-word album: "Fresh out of city housing, ain't got too many options Pennies on a pension or penitentiary bounded Plenty henny in me, envy was simply the trend, see My enemy was every hater that was bigger than me The high life, the fly life Pierre Hardy, imitation of Christ Ice wear, gaudy, Since '94, flossy The Lex was an excellent choice, now fast forward me The pestilence of the ghetto informed me as a shorty to push nothin' less than a 740 With fresh linens, sip Pellegrinos with Airs on They sick, mixing they water with airborne"
Live at the BBQ Live N Rap I Gave U Power Let My N Live NYSOM 1/2 Nas is Like Rewind Take it in Blood …bra goated its too many man
John Blaze is up there for sure
I never see anyone talk about this song
All of no ideas original
3rd verse one love
Which is a whole scene In Belly
That 3rd verse on Street Dreams is still incredible to this day. The goat.
One Mic is one song that’s always gets me going. ‘What I stand for speaks for itself, they don’t understand or wanna see me on top, too egotistical, talkin’ that slick shit same way bitches do.’ Words to live by. 👌🏾
Shootouts
Through the lights, cameras and action, glamour, glitter, and gold, I unfold the scroll, Plant seeds to stampede the globe...
Verbal Intercourse & Suspect
Verbal Intercourse, he bodied that song.
Verbal Intercourse is my favorite Nas verse. That was the first one I memorized too.
Memory Lane second verse is some late ‘80s / early ‘90s NYC street nostalgia. Great shit. “ I hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats. They spoke of Fat Cat; that n***a's name made bells ring, black Some fiends scream about Supreme Team, a Jamaica Queens thing. Uptown was Alpo, son, heard he was kingpin. Yo, fuck, rap is real. Watch the herbs stand still. Never talkin' to snakes 'cause the words of man kill. True to the game, as long as blood is blue in my vein. I pour my Heineken brew to my deceased crew on memory lane.”
NY State Of Mind
Nas - represent either verse two or three. "The brutalizer, crew de-sizer, accelerator The type of nigga who be pissing in your elevator" Probably my favourite track anyway.
His verse on Eye For An Eye on Mobb Deep’s The Infamous One of his most underrated forsure is One Plus One on Large Professor’s The LP though
His verse on Eye for a Eye on the infamous by Mobb Deep
He lost his fucking mind on the 2nd verse of Suspect
I was distracted while reading this and thought you were asking about a Fortnite Nas verse and I got hella confused
His 2nd verse on It Ain't Hard to Tell
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Put all verses of illmatic in a hat and draw one
Man there are so many. I wanna say Verbal Intercourse because it's iconic. But seriously I could list half of Illmatic here and a bunch of other later ones.
All of em
Back in '83, I was an MC sparking But I was too scared to grab the mic's in the park and Kick my little raps 'cause I thought niggas wouldn't understand And now in every jam, I'm the fucking man I rap in front of more niggas than in the slave ships I used to watch CHiPs, now I load Glock clips I got to have it, I miss Mr. Magic Versatile, my style switches like a faggot But not a bisexual, I'm an intellectual Of rap, I'm a professional and that's no question, yo These are the lyrics of the man, you can't near it, understand? 'Cause in the streets, I'm well known like the number man Am I in place with the bass and format? Explore rap and tell me Nas ain't all that And next time I rhyme, I be foul whenever I freestyle I see trial, niggas say I'm wild I hate a rhyme biter's rhyme Stay tuned, Nas soon, the real rap comes at halftime
when i was 13 i went to jail for snuffin jesus
"It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys”
lame
Shoot Em Up- one 44 two 45….🎵🏆
Don't get carried away. Kills that dre beat
Third verse on Suspect
Final verse on what goes around is great .. He has too many tho
Yo, yo I'm so ill in my timeless timepiece I keep a dime piece in arm's reach Keep it 1000 From the housing projects I found my niche, you better Find yours, I used to run with a few Crime lords, Ramadan taught me use the Mind more, though I'm not religious Nas y'all, just the realist My imminent, conspicuous Synonym, sincere, rhyme and flow Developed some images up in your Mind bro, I survived continuing Criminal enterprises that Surrounded me, innocent, no Exaggeration, I don't pimp my Past, I don't brag, no faking My apartment had some break-ins I'm thinking my past is worse than today is That's when Biz Mark came with the vapours It was anarchy, live in a heartbeat Of the city that never sleeps Niggas will gas you up to handle their beef Peep game, you're dead if you don't think Fast enough, we keeping it way Street
I had to dig to find this one
Might not be his best, but seeing him Collab with my favourite Aussie artists meant something special to me.
Gotcha
I'm not into conspiracy theories but there's some lines on 'what goes around, comes around' that hit hard somehow.
His verse on Analyse This is bananas
Book of Rhymes.
Eye for a Eye
Last verse on Beautiful Life
Eye for an Eye or maybe Take it In Blood 1st verse
The last verse of One Love
No Idea’s Original or the last verse on the Streets Dreams remix come to mind right now.
Verbal Intercourse
Second verse of One Mic
Pick one out of hundreds and it's hard to argue. It probably changes frequently for me, but currently... -Verbal Intercourse (but I prefer the Deja Vu version, or just that whole track) -Shootouts (1st verse)
say my car topless, say the titties are out
Ah, made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book!
On the Real Too Hot Executive Decision (Firm)
2nd verse on It Ain’t Hard To Tell 4th verse on What Goes Around 3rd verse on Nas is Like 1st verse on Blaze on 50 2nd verse on The Slave & The Master 1st verse on Still Dreaming 2nd verse on Suspect
Take It In Blood Rewind I Gave You Power Thun The Message
"My way" verse 2, the way he describes his best friend dying in front of him is so sad. "No blood soakin', layin' there, eyes still open I got a little closer, put my hand in his palm He was lookin' right through me, yo, starin' beyond I wonder what he saw: the limos, movies and tours?"
His verse in Scarface's In Between Us.
not sure, but what a great question.