Nas - Suspect might be his best display of rhyming ever

[FreshAIG]

top 5 Nas track personally. Three perfect verses. Not one wasted line.

 

[Billy Ocean]

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


Fvcking Esco man

 

[FreshAIG]

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


Fvcking Esco man

Nobody can rhyme like that anymore. I find it comedy who these new nikkas consider lyricist

 

[H.S.]

When Nas is on that dark, spooky street shyt... That's my favorite kind of rap.

 

[intilectual recipricol]

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


Fvcking Esco man

this shyt is trash. This is what you c00ns call lyrics?

"rollin two phillies together make blunts siamese" let me guess he rhymed it with Chinese

"my crew dresses in vest-es"

"givin jealous nikkaz sickness, the witness"

every bar is

 

[mobbinfms]

Nobody can rhyme like that anymore. I find it comedy who these new nikkas consider lyricist

You right.
That shyt is beyond sad.

 

[Frida Giezman]

Was just listening to this last night

I like the set up more but this is a great track too

 

[Prince Cairo]

Gotta put 2nd Childhood in the running too @FreshAIG.

 

[T.he I.nformant]

"givin jealous nikkaz sickness"

He talking bout you



















I wish you health

 

[Ziggiy]

Considering Method Man was supposed to be on this



shyt could've been the GOAT Wu/Nas connection, and yes I'm including Verbal Intercourse

 

[Big Mel]

Beat's a bit dull.

 

[TheRtist]

Los been delivering bars like this

 

[KiD WavE]

Nobody can rhyme like that anymore. I find it comedy who these new nikkas consider lyricist

to be fair nobody rhymed like that back then either besides Nas

 

[Frida Giezman]

Los been delivering bars like this

I hear a lot of people big this guy up but I can't get into him

 

[TheRtist]

I hear a lot of people big this guy up but I can't get into him

he beasted on this