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Complex meaning what?
complex rhyme schemes more then one syllable rhyming etc.
Complex meaning what?
lmao i read the rest of the post pac can do that also.
this shyt is complex?Not saying that Pac didn't. Nas did it/does it on a consistent basis and the way he set it up was different and more complex than how Pac did. That's not saying that he was better, just more complex. Here's an example of what I'm talking about:
Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that somebody gotta die shyt
It's logic as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke know how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me
Life's a bytch but God-forbid the bytch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Señor Escobar
Nas, "Affirmative Action"
Jewelry doesn't rhyme with fury on paper, but Nas's pronunciation made it rhyme to rhyme the three syllables in "blind fury". He does it again with Mosque to continue tthe scheme he started with cigars and ends with Escobar.




this shyt is complex?
no wonder yall nikkaz dont get actual lyrics...![]()
Not saying that Pac didn't. Nas did it/does it on a consistent basis and the way he set it up was different and more complex than how Pac did. That's not saying that he was better, just more complex. Here's an example of what I'm talking about:
Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes
And push cakes inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickening, he just finished bidding upstate
And now the projects is talking that somebody gotta die shyt
It's logic as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke know how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me
Life's a bytch but God-forbid the bytch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at the Mosque
Moving cars, your top papi Señor Escobar
Nas, "Affirmative Action"
Jewelry doesn't rhyme with fury on paper, but Nas's pronunciation made it rhyme to rhyme the three syllables in "blind fury". He does it again with Mosque to continue tthe scheme he started with cigars and ends with Escobar.
this shyt is complex?
no wonder yall nikkaz dont get actual lyrics...
Extreme at times
Blinded by my passion and fury
Look at me laugh at my competition flashin' my jewelry -
but when naS does it, its complex![]()
Yeah man, these nikkaz dont know shyt.... just talk bullshyt all day holdin and strollin on naS dikk. Now will that mark @JustCKing come back and change his stance and claim that Pac is at least as technically skilled as naS? Of course not, these nikkaz survive by suckin naS cock.lmao pac did the same thing nas does in these two lines but nas gets more credit thank u homie for pointing out all this bullshyt !!!!!!!!!!!
this shyt is complex?
no wonder yall nikkaz dont get actual lyrics...
Extreme at times
Blinded by my passion and fury
Look at me laugh at my competition flashin' my jewelry -
but when naS does it, its complex![]()
Yeah man, these nikkaz dont know shyt.... just talk bullshyt all day holdin and strollin on naS dikk. Now will that mark @JustCKing come back and change his stance and claim that Pac is at least as technically skilled as naS? Of course not, these nikkaz survive by suckin naS cock.
There's more examples than just that verse though:
And be prosperous, though we live dangerous
Cops could just arrest me, blaming us, we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use mics
And the stuff that I write is even tougher than dykes
I'm taking rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin' is a vitamin held without a capsule
^^^Nas, "NY State of Mind"
ituations I be kickin' just you get you pacin'
That attentive, parental supervision, you should do the diction
Street chronicles, struggles and losses
Can make a nikka's moms hang up crosses and horseshoes
I brought you, to that state of mind you needed
By now your weeded, bob your head, recline seated
And put your life inside the shoes of the shiestiest crews
With sports cars and the iciest jewels, Ya know the rules
In this street life, by now the beasts might be least white
Stash your heat right, my pop passed the peace pipe
And shed light on, he put me right on
To be an icon, cause dead nikkas got they name wrote up in krylon
The fast life, fistfights, that shyt could like amuse me
Some chose a road some nikkas died so what's to choosin'?
At night time it especially addresses me
Preferably, around 10, when my weed cipher begin
We start buggin' on facts, half the facts that's for sure
Put your zone in my world if we adapt, crack, and pour
Make a toast yo that's how we break bread together
Probably when we dead be better, the problems ahead whatever
Courvoisier sippin', whippin' out-of-state missions
And just in case your snitchin', the safe's hidden
With these conniving things, nikkas make it to obvs (obvious) to bring
Hatred to enterprising cream, advise your team to wiser schemes.
^^^ Nas, "Sinful Living"
yeah i mean dude don't even know what slant rhyming is so i forgive him i mean because what he thinks is slant rhyming is what i call accent rhyming people have different ways of pronouncing syllables and different dialects etc so what may not rhyme in my accent may rhyme in his so that style of rhyming is subjective
but perfect rhyming and slant rhyming is not so subjective
and also he thinks multies are exlcusive to elite lyricist and im like dude everybody and they mama does multis hell even gucci mane more recently waka flocka just spit a multi lmao so it ain't that hard to do.
Nevermind the lyrics are shytty as fukk...There's more examples than just that verse though:
And be prosperous, though we live dangerous
Cops could just arrest me, blaming us, we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use mics
And the stuff that I write is even tougher than dykes
I'm taking rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin' is a vitamin held without a capsule
^^^Nas, "NY State of Mind"
ituations I be kickin' just you get you pacin'
That attentive, parental supervision, you should do the diction
Street chronicles, struggles and losses
Can make a nikka's moms hang up crosses and horseshoes
I brought you, to that state of mind you needed
By now your weeded, bob your head, recline seated
And put your life inside the shoes of the shiestiest crews
With sports cars and the iciest jewels, Ya know the rules
In this street life, by now the beasts might be least white
Stash your heat right, my pop passed the peace pipe
And shed light on, he put me right on
To be an icon, cause dead nikkas got they name wrote up in krylon
The fast life, fistfights, that shyt could like amuse me
Some chose a road some nikkas died so what's to choosin'?
At night time it especially addresses me
Preferably, around 10, when my weed cipher begin
We start buggin' on facts, half the facts that's for sure
Put your zone in my world if we adapt, crack, and pour
Make a toast yo that's how we break bread together
Probably when we dead be better, the problems ahead whatever
Courvoisier sippin', whippin' out-of-state missions
And just in case your snitchin', the safe's hidden
With these conniving things, nikkas make it to obvs (obvious) to bring
Hatred to enterprising cream, advise your team to wiser schemes.
^^^ Nas, "Sinful Living"

Lord have mercy, father help us all
Since you supplied yo' phone number, I can't help but call
Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back
Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that
makaveli toss it up.
Nevermind the lyrics are shytty as fukk...
WTF is "rap slow" how can you do anything through "rap slow?"
If you think that shyt is impressive you must be awe struck by a real rapper like Twista, whose technique absolutely shyts on naS' without shytty ass bars like the ones youve quoted.
Tell me Lord can ya feel me, show a sign
Damn near running outta time, everybody's dyin
Mama raised a hellrazor, can't figure
Why you let the police beat down nikkas
I'm startin to think all the rich in the world is safe
While the po' babies restin in the early graves
God come save the youth
Ain't nothin else to do but have faith in you
Dear Lord I live the life of a Thug, hope you understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
And my hand's on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin Glock, -
Pac still shyttin on naS lyrically without doing anything through "rap slow"