[Produced by Large Professor]
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[Verse 1]
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It aint hard to tell, I excel, then prevail
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The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
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My mic check is life or death, breathin a snipers breath
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I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps
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Deep like The Shining, sparkle like a diamond
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Sneak a Uzi on the island in my army jacket linin
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Hit the Earth like a comet—invasion!
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Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian: half-man, half-amazin
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‘Cause in my physical I can express through song
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Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong
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I drink Moët with Medusa, give her shotguns in Hell
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From the spliff that I lift and inhale; it aint hard to tell
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[Verse 2]
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The buddha monks in your trunk, turn the bass up
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Not stories by Aesop
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Place your loot up, parties I shoot up
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Nas, I analyze, drop a jew-el, inhale from the L
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School a fool well, you feel it like Braille
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It aint hard to tell, I kick a skill, like Shaquille holds a pill
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Vocabulary spills, Im Ill plus Matic
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I freak beats, slam it, like Iron Sheik
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Jam like a TEC with correct techniques
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So analyze me, surprise me, but cant magmatize me
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Scannin while youre plannin ways to sabotage me
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I leave em froze, like heroin in your nose
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Nas will rock well; it aint hard to tell
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[Verse 3]
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This rhythmatic explosion
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Is what your frame of mind has chosen
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Ill leave your brain stimulated, niggas is frozen
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Speak with criminal slang, begin like a violin
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End like Leviathan, its deep? Well, let me try again
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Wisdom be leakin out my grapefruit, troop
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I dominate break loops, givin mics men-e-strual cycles
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Streets disciple, I rock beats thats mega trifle
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And groove even smoother than moves by Villanova
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Youre still a soldier, Im like Sly Stone in Cobra
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Packin like a Rasta in the weed spot
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Vocals will squeeze Glocks
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MCs eavesdrop, though they need not to sneak
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My poetrys deep, I never fell
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Nas raps should be locked in a cell; it aint hard to tell
