I judge albums by how I feel when I listen to them. IWW is off the fukkin charts with the reactions it gives me 20 years after it's release, I be literally listening with theNow how can I perfect this
livin reckless, die for my necklace
Crime infected, drivin a Lexus with a death wish
Jettin, checkin my message on the speaker
Boppin to Mona Lisa brown reefer, ten G's, gun and my Visa
CD crankin, doin ninety on the Franklin-D-Roosevelt
No seat belt, drinkin and thinkin
My man caught a bad one son, nikkaz is frightened
Secret indictments, adds on to one seekin enlightment
My Movado says seven, the God hour, that's if you follow
traditions started by the school not far from the Apollo
My "fukk Tommorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado - word to Cus D'Amato
My godfather thinks I'm crazy when I tell him that IWW is better than Illmatic but Nas was at his lyrical apex on this album.
one of the illest nas verses ever.Now how can I perfect this
livin reckless, die for my necklace
Crime infected, drivin a Lexus with a death wish
Jettin, checkin my message on the speaker
Boppin to Mona Lisa brown reefer, ten G's, gun and my Visa
CD crankin, doin ninety on the Franklin-D-Roosevelt
No seat belt, drinkin and thinkin
My man caught a bad one son, nikkaz is frightened
Secret indictments, adds on to one seekin enlightment
My Movado says seven, the God hour, that's if you follow
traditions started by the school not far from the Apollo
My "fukk Tommorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado - word to Cus D'Amato
My godfather thinks I'm crazy when I tell him that IWW is better than Illmatic but Nas was at his lyrical apex on this album.
Can you believe back then they were actually trying to say iww was a sophomore jinx album that nas failed to deliver on?!?!![]()
I judge albums by how I feel when I listen to them. IWW is off the fukkin charts with the reactions it gives me 20 years after it's release, I be literally listening with theand
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It would be if I gave power didn't make an appearance on that same album
shyt is crazy how he crafts straight up short stories
When nas goes in story mode he'll give you a setting, some characters, a plot, conflict, climax, and a conclusion all wrapped up creative rhyme patterns![]()
hard hard hard
I'll go with suspect, he was on the zone with the second verse
Dear God, I want the riches, money hungry bytches infested
Giving the jealous nikkas sickness, the witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the essence
Try to test this, scientist, able and reckless
Slaughter, Nautica'd down, frames look petite
Ten millis, mix designed just for my physique
I keep a low pro as if I owe, bless the flow lovely
My pants hang low while I'm dancing, sipping the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my eyes Chinese
Rollin two Phillies together make blunts Siamese
I meant it, I represent it, descendant made of
early natives that were captured and taught to think backwards
Trapped us in a cracker psychiatric, it's massive
A Million Man March, alert the masses
Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my glasses
Don assassins, armageddon, the wettin'
Never freakin the beast, seven heads, got the righteous threatened
Life Was Written, the plot curves behind the settin'
Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione -- are you the type of nikka
to shoot a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain tome
nikkaz get hit and wrap the plastic
The mic I strike in vain givin the pain of what a Mack is
What you with? Luchi or drama, no sleep means insomnia
No need to check the clock, the streets are timin you
nas is coming has a mediocre beat but the flow and lyrics are no joke
[Nas]
From childbirth to hearses, flow like the Nile cover surface
I bit the fruit from the Serpent
Apocalyptic, get bent, stay splifted
Control the rap game you got it twisted
Dr. Dre way the 'Bridge say, shake dice and kiss it
Sip Crist', push the six with biscuit
Jeep full of chickens, pull up beside, have a listen y'all, Nas y'all
Fly gangsta, wavy hair teeth chipped in
My shyt bump, in the courtroom drunk, links truck
rocky bracelet, cognac kernel never chase it
Rap hero, black DeNiro
Federal Bureau, tapped my line and got zero
Rap pro, diamond roll, hustlin low -
pro-file, white gold style, rakin bloody dough by the pile
Shot down, still alive he strugglin for the phone
Fo'-fo' blow him, when homicide comes, these three words are sung
and let's not forget deja vu was supposed to be on iww and it's one of nas' best unreleased joint, so grimy