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2020.09.12 17:17 jensyao List of Nas' Non-Jay-Z Disses [Incomplete]

may need your help compiling this...subliminal disses are hard to track and even harder to confirm...still editing but decided to publish
1996: It Was Written - The Message: Going at Biggie for the King of NY, but inadvertently triggers 2Pac because it sounds like his quad studio incident
https://genius.com/533267
  • There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King
https://genius.com/72918
  • fake thug/no love/you get the slugs/CB4 Gusto
  • felt my leg burn, then it got numb/...Then they came askin' me my name/What the fuck? I got stitched up, it went through/Left the hospital that same night, what
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhKehO_M1Ew
1996: Clueminatti Part 2 - 96 Clue Freestyle: Going at 2Pac
https://genius.com/789777
  • Black pirellis/rolling over this makaveli
1999: I Am... - Hate Me Now: Going at Cormega but could be misinterpreted as going at Jay
https://genius.com/14081595
  • Try to make it like you the realest/but who the illest?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zmUhef1-IE
1999: I Am... - I Want to Talk to You: Going at politicians
https://genius.com/Nas-i-want-to-talk-to-you-lyrics
  • Fake black leaders of puppets/always talkin' 'bout the city budget
  • Mr. Mayor imagine if this was your backyard/Mr. Governor imagine if it was your kids that starved/Imagine your kids gotta sling crack to survive/Swing a mack to be live/cardiac to get high
1999: I Am... - Big Things: Going at Cormega for not signing his contract with The Firm, Going against Nature a bit too
https://genius.com/Nas-big-things-lyrics
  • We on the same team, You don't wanna pass the ball/Chuck and gunnin' for dough, You want to score, But you really don't know how to to ball/I put you on, It was me that introduced you to wealth/Crossin' me is like shootin' yourself/Wanna blow so fast, now do it yourself/You ain't shit now/You was so ill, why you never came out?/Where ya clique now?/Where you sit now?
1999: Nastradamus - Nastradamus: Going at Memphis Bleek, but really Jay-Z for their song "What You Think of That"
https://genius.com/2784198
  • You wanna ball til you fall? I can help you with that/let a slug melt through your hat
2000: QB Finest - Da Bridge 2001 - Nas respond to Memphis Bleek's "Mind Right"
https://genius.com/702613
  • Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life is written?/The life I'm livin/The ice the women/...La-ser, AR 15, doors come down/Jaws is broke, your whole crew is coffin bound/Your hoe, your man, lieutenant, your boss get found
2001: Stillmatic - Got Urself A Gun: jabs Kid Rock and limp bizkit for trying to rap
https://genius.com/657456
  • This is real hardcore, Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit soft
2001: Stillmatic - Destroy and Rebuild: Going at Cormega, respond to Nature's "We Ain't Friends", Prodigy, QB's wack rappers in general
https://genius.com/Nas-destroy-and-rebuild-lyrics
  • Cornchip, Buckwheat look-a-like, it's Mega/(But it's so hard) to put a coward's name in my rap/Always actin' tough, a jokester be frontin'/He got snuffed, he got shot in the thigh, he did nothin'
  • Mega for the record you could suck my dick, bitch
  • Back to Cor', got him a deal but his rhymes was wack/Def Jam mad that he signed the contract
  • nothing else to say, Man Nature moved to Marcy/Old lady pocketbook snatcher, car thief/Of course we ain't friends, you never stood on no blocks/Streets or corners with zombies, ghouls and gangstas
  • P, how many times ain't you shamed that/Jungle was bustin' his gun to get your weak chain back
2002: God's Son - Book of Rhymes: vague because these are salvaged throwaway raps, but Ras Kass took offense because his album is called "soul on ice", but it is also a reference to a book by Eldridge Cleaver
https://genius.com/779371
  • Soul on ice, death threats given by clowns/I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQ8vh8H1q6g
2002: God's Son - Zone Out: Going At Cam'ron...Nas said Cam was wack but NY in general was wack during a rant at radio station because Cam just signed to Rocafella
https://genius.com/549368
  • You got a house in Virginia, the only way you sicker than us/Gettin' bagged with .22's now you's a ridiculous fuck/No need for the gun play, it's okay, 'cause you dyin' anyway
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ma1v7hsUg0A
2004: Illmatic 10th Anniversary - Star Wars: Jabs Eminem for not checking 50 cent for coming at Nas
https://genius.com/2932553
  • Y'all niggas roll with any click that's winnin any crew/Doin whatever's trendy, even enemy too
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=80v9tWuN9nw
2004: Street's Disciple - Street’s Disciple: Jab at Eminem for dissing non rappers with his Slim Shady persona
https://genius.com/537481
  • Rappers battlin' non-rappers, carryin' on backwards
2004: Street's Disciple - Nazarath Savage: Jab at Eminem
https://genius.com/Nas-nazareth-savage-lyrics
  • You're wack nigga, face it/In the history of the game, you have no placement/...Or they couldn't change with time, so now they run they mouth.../Casualty you don't wanna be, don't want it with me
2004: Street's Disciple - These Are Our Heroes: Jab at Eminem for talking black, picketing for the shady national convention on MTV in 2004, his content and creating controversy to sell albums; Kobe for his colorado incident
https://genius.com/Nas-these-are-our-heroes-lyrics
  • These pickaninnies get with anything to sell records/Cause it's trendy to be the conscious MC/But next year, who knows what we'll see?
  • But what's your excuse, duke? You talk Black/But your album sound like you give your nuts for a plaque/You don't ride for the facts like um, say Scarface/You don't know what you feel, y'all too safe/Election done came and went, y'all worked so hard for it/Huh, and in the end we all got dicked
  • Keep gettin' accused for abusin' White pussay/From OJ to Kobe, uh let's call him Tobe/First he played his life cool just like Michael/...Yo, you can't do better than that?/The hotel clerk who adjusts the bathroom mat?/Now you lose sponsorships that you thought had your back/Yeah, you beat the rap jiggaboo, fake nigga you/You turn around then you shit on Shaq/Who woulda knew, Mr. Goodie-Two-Shoes/He love a little butt crack, got enough cash/Little kids with they bus pass who look up to you/To do something for the youth, stupid spoof
2005: Death Anniversary: Jab at AZ, concept track for hip hop is dead
https://genius.com/Nas-death-anniversary-lyrics
  • What if I told you that AZ didn't exist/And I put him there, played it like a ventriloquist/Cause niggas spit fake shit and y'all respect it/I spit that real shit and y'all won't buy the record
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4f3oWs5xqE
2005: Living Legends Vol 1 - Bossed Up Freestyle: Uses Jeezy's beat to address jeezy's interview where he went at Nas
https://genius.com/Nashawn-bossed-up-lyrics
  • Nas pays attention to the littlest shit?/Mentioned by itty-bitty rappers with their chitty-chatte..Line us up, ask me who fathered their style/I say, "I the pappy"
2005: QB To VA ft Quan: lil wayne was going crazy dissing Nas for a come-up and Nas used Lil Wayne's Go DJ Beat to go at Lil Wayne
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9okBuG7HtCE
  • y'all lego figures, throw patron in your face and light it on fire...
2006: Hip Hop Is Dead - Money Over Bullshit: Going against Jim Jones, Young Jeezy's radio interview, weak rappers
https://genius.com/17181444
  • Put a barrel in a capo mouth, 'til his scalp come out/You a kid, you don't live what you rap about
  • You niggas fish-made, y'all niggas is fifth grade/...Rule 1: cocksucker, keep my name from your tongue/Rule 2: thought you knew don't fuck with God's Son...Each one of ya guys that claim Hip-Hop is still alive/Like y'all ain't in agreement with Nas
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQ6fyAiRKy0
...This whole album was Nas saying there's too much commercial rappers and corporate suits dictating which songs should be made and promoted like a formula and starting artificial beefs, which kills diversity and creativity in hip hop
2006: Don’t Body Ya Self (MC Burial): Going at 50 for "the tattoo on his arm" line on "piggy bank"
https://genius.com/Nas-dont-body-ya-self-mc-burial-lyrics
  • When y'all was tryna rap y'all was makin' me proud/Man now you fucked up down on your luck, runnin' your mouth man//Why don't be a real man, say you need a little help/And I might help your ass off the shelf
  • I guess it's for Nas to Ether him
  • So you a sucka for death, if I'm a sucka for love/And y'all wanna know why I don't gotta answer niggas/'Cause I truly understand these niggas/Scared of me so they talk about family members/Like I can't point out your grandma to niggas
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZIkEFjxMJ6U
2006: Brake Lights - Street Riders: Jabs Pharrell, Responded to 50 Cent's dirty original version of Window Shopper, where he said that Joe, Jada, Ja, and Nas were window shoppers on the chorus
https://genius.com/687974
  • I ain't frontin', I don't know Pharrell/He wear pastel colors
https://genius.com/688014
  • I showed niggas they first Bentley, fuck I window shop/Show niggas they first ice, now they like, 'I love you'/Remember when they hustle, was tryna sue Russell/For what other nigga did to him, sounds sickenin'/That's why I cut him off, word to God, he was snitchin' then
2008: Untitled - Queens Get the Money: Going at 50 cent for hiding behind eminem and dr dre while telling the world he would retire if Kanye outsold him in 2007 for Graduation over Curtis
https://genius.com/28487
  • My assignment since he said retirement/Hiding behind 8 Mile and The Chronic/Gets rich but dies rhyming
...this whole album and supplemental mixtape was going against the establishment, from Sly Fox, which was Fox News and why everyone were controlled by the Elite on We're Not Alone, record label censorship
2009: What If: conspiracy theories
https://genius.com/Jadakiss-what-if-lyrics
  • What if Hilary and them was Reptilian?/And 2012 was the end of men and all world civilians?
2012: Life is Good - Nasty: respond to haters/rumors saying that he is broke
https://genius.com/236404
  • Talk money, is you jokin'?/Cash everywhere, in my bank, in the sofa//In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my pocket/On the floors, ceilings, the safe, bitch, I got it
2013: Made Nas Proud [Let Nas Down Remix]: reflections about how Nature, Cormega, Quan, Jungle took Nas' cosign but didn't let him executive produce their album
https://genius.com/1897805
  • And it's hard for the great to tell somebody how to be great/Nigga I tried and niggas threw that shit right back in my face/They took my cosign, but they ain't let me EP their tapes/And when they joint tanked, that's when they point blame
2018: Nasir - Simple Things: Responds to Vlad TV for interviewing people around Nas for his beat selection and Carmen, and why Vlad will never get a Nas interview
https://genius.com/14789473
  • My pedigree, above your ass, you'll never see I/...Never sold a record for the beat, it's my verses they purchase/...Want me to sound like every song on the Top 40/I'm not for you, you not for me, you bore me
  • Was lovin' women you'll never see/All you know's my kids' mothers, some celebrities...Hate to brag, my worst batch kills off your best cutie
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7SfQl5Lvkg
2019: Lost Tapes 2 - Beautiful Life: Going against Kelis and women who takes the kid for hostage for more child support, track left off Life is Good
https://genius.com/17624128
  • All women should bid/For keeping real fathers away from their kids/..How many been married, divorced, their ex lady wildin'/Hires a lawyer, judge awards 'em monthly eighty thousand
2020: King's Disease - Ultra Black: Going against Doja Cat for abandoning her blackness
https://genius.com/20589046
  • Un-apologically Black/The opposite of Doja Cat
2020: King's Disease - The Definition: Politicians, Hillary and Trump, Gayle King, bad journalism and cover ups
https://genius.com/20636213
https://genius.com/20636262
  • Our youth is dead to us/they called us superpredators/Stupid words from the President's mouth, where are his editors?
https://genius.com/20636144
  • And what the fuck is up with Gayle King?
there's a lot of songs where Nas goes against the American School system or public schools in general like: on "2nd Childhood": "teachers never cared/They was paid just to show up and leave, no one succeeds"..."why remix": "Why do schools care about your son's braids/more than they care for his grades?"..."Triple Beam Dreams": "Blamin' society, mad, it wasn't made faiI would be Ivy League if America played fair"..."Slave and the Master": "Schools with outdated books, we are the forgotten"...I didn't want to make this post that long, making it look like Nas was on a dissing spree, he was mostly responding and defending himself
...most of these are squashed btw
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2020.09.11 04:22 williaba Biggie smalls is the illest

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2020.06.08 03:50 andrewmilks Biggie smalls is the illest!

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2020.05.08 00:41 PohFahVoh Which Eminem bars give you chills?

Any? These two in particular for me:
Now this will probably be the most illest shit that I've ever said God bless the dead and let Biggie possess the pencil lead
and
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter
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2020.04.20 03:06 ThatsGoodForm 26 years on - Why Nas' debut album Illmatic is still the greatest hip-hop album of all time

TLDR:

Illmatic is a greatest album in hip-hop because of the benchmark it set and the influence it caused in the genre. There is a unique sense of genuineness, originality and unbridled honesty that Nas captures on this project – “My approach was to talk about that kid on the corner… that kid wasn’t on stage, I wanted the stage to come to him on the block”and that’s exactly what he was able to achieve – it was just a young kid given the rare opportunity to share his experiences and tell his story. To think that this was the debut album for a mere 20-year-old from Queensbridge, New York who was an eighth-grade high school dropout is completely mind boggling. If you haven't listened to this album yet, do yourself a favor and give it a listen, it's only 40 minutes in length.

Nas’s Career Before Illmatic:

In 1991, Nas made his debut at the tender age of 18 on Main Source’s track “Live At The Barbeque” thanks to his close relationship with one of the group members, Large Professor. Nas is clearly the standout artist on this track and his verse, specifically the line: “When I was 12, I went to Hell for snuffin’ Jesus” put him on the radar within New York.
MC Serch who would eventually become Nas’s manager and executive producer on Illmatic recounts “It was one of the illest lines anyone had ever heard an MC say… It almost felt like within a week, everybody wanted to know who that guy was.” Additionally, Faith Newman, an A&R at Columbia Records describes “Nas said the line ‘When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffin’ Jesus’ and I said ‘Who is this guy? This is crazy.’ I went on a mission to try to find him.” Both MC Serch and Faith Newman would play pivotal roles in securing Nas’s first record deal with Columbia records towards the end of 1991. There is some conflicting information from both MC Serch and Faith with when Nas was signed, Faith claims that it was at the end of 1991 right as she started her new position at Columbia whereas Serch claims he was signed in 1992 after he introduced Nas to Faith.
Regardless of the fact, with the help from MC Serch, Nas featured on two more of projects that Serch was heavily involved in. The first being; “Back To The Grille Again” on Serch’s first and only solo album “Return of the Product” and the latter was the original movie soundtrack Zebrahead with the song “Halftime”. Halftime would later become a single for Illmatic. These two projects along with “Live At The Barbeque” had garnered hype around Nas and Faith describes “People were asking about him… You felt it on the streets. People talked about it, people asked about him, people wrote about him…” New York was not mistaken to be hyped about this young artist, but they had no idea he would drop one of the most revolutionary albums in hip-hop.

Lyricism on Illmatic

Nas as an artist has been influenced by several pioneers of the genre, such as Big Daddy Kane, Kool G Rap and Rakim. These are some of the artists who began evolving lyricism from a basic and simplistic style of rhyming to intricate and poetic format. Here are a few examples of Nas’s use of multi-syllabic internal rhymes:
“Nas, I analyse, drop the kew-el, inhale from the L
School a fool well, you feel it like braille
It Ain’t Hard To Tell”
“Wisdom be leakin’ out my grapefruit, troop
I dominate break loops, givin’ mics men-e-strual cycles,
Street’s disciples, I rock beats that’s mega trifle”
“A two-day stay, you may say, I need the time alone
To relax my dome, no phone, left my nine at home”
“’Cause I’m an ace when I face the base,
40-Side is the place that is giving me grace”

Illmatic – The first “Super Producer Album”

Illmatic was the first album in hip-hop to be a true example of a “super producer album”, a project which several high-profile producers on it. Large Professor from Main Source, DJ Premier from Gang Starr, Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest and Pete Rock from Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth were the four producers on this album who already had successful and well-established careers within the industry. Nas’s idea of having reputable producers on his debut album turned out to be a great one, mainly because each of the producers were getting competitive with one another. DJ Premier recalls being around Pete Rock and Large Professor when they were recording, scratching, or beat mixing and hearing their work motivated him to better his own. Premier even goes as far to say that when he heard “The World Is Yours” that made him change his final cut of Represent, which was the first song that Premier recorded with Nas. Additionally, even Q-Tip was victim to this, he remembers when he heard DJ Premier’s original beat for “Memory Lane” and thinking “Oh, shit! And I heard Paul's (Large Professor's) shit, so then I was like 'I gotta give this dude some shit.'"

Victim Of Bootlegging

26 years on, many people may not actually know that Illmatic fell victim to excessive bootlegging, a phenomenon that at the time had only recently surfaced. Faith Newman recounts that “And everybody had it – all over the world, even. By February of '94, it was just done, and we had to pull the trigger. Just like, we gotta go. We got nine songs — nine and the intro.” Demand within New York had grown so large, that MC Serch claimed he found a garage with 60,000 bootlegged copies. In Illmatic’s opening week, it only sold 59,000 copies which is astonishing considering the hype in the leadup to the album and that it was also critically acclaimed, it was the first solo debut album to be awarded 5 mics by The Source. It would take Illmatic almost a further two years to be awarded Gold certification and over seven years for Platinum certification. As of this year, 2019, it has been certified as a Double-Platinum album.
In hindsight, perhaps the rushed release worked in Nas’s favour because the resulting product was a 40-minute length album with nine phenomenal songs and absolutely NO filler. The short length and lack of filler has maintained Illmatic’s replayability for 25 years and will continue for many years to come.

Illmatic’s Influence On Other Artists And The Genre Itself

Throughout hip-hop, countless examples of inspiration, influence and sampling can be found from Illmatic. Perhaps one of the most recognizable was Jay-Z’s renown track “Dead Presidents” which used a direct sample from “The World Is Yours (Q-Tip’s Remix)” which was released on the B-side of the same single.
Perhaps a more subtle sample from the album was one of Nas’s spoken phrases in the introduction of “Life’s A Bitch” – “Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes” which would later be referenced by many other artists notably by Notorious B.I.G. to say “money clothes and hoes, all a nigga knows”. Biggie was later called out by Raekwon The Chef and Ghostface Killah from The Wu-Tan Clan on Raekwon’s track “Shark Niggas” this would devolve into a beef with songs containing subliminal lines between the mentioned artists.
Illmatic also influenced album art covers in hip-hop, with Nas’s childhood photo on the cover of the album many other artists have released inspired album covers such as Notorious B.I.G. – Ready To Die, Lil Wayne – Tha Carter III and The Game – The Documentary (special edition cover).
Many artists have praised Nas and Illmatic for setting a standard of what hip-hop should be:
Common: “That whole Illmatic album, that’s like my favourite album in hip-hop.”
Ludacris: “I heard Illmatic for the first time, I remember being in high school and I just remember it being, if not, the most complete album, hip-hop wise I felt like I ever heard. You know, its one of those albums you can listen to from beginning all the way to the end without stopping it or passing through any song.”
Ghostface Killah: “When I used to listen to Nas back in the days, it was like “Oh, Shit! He murdered that!” That forced me to get my pen game up and like “How can I try to catch it how this nigga catchin’ it?” The whole Illmatic album forced you to go ahead and do shit.”
Pharrel: "Illmatic is one of those transformative moments in hip-hop."
Busta Rhymes: "What he was able to do lyrically completely shifted the climate of how the MC was supposed to rhyme."
J-Cole: “In 1994, I was 9 years old. I came up in Fayetteville, North Carolina so a lot of things didn’t make it to me, he hit us with life lessons and insight on how to maneuver through this world as just a young black man in America.”
Kendrick Lamar: “Illmatic’s the album from the 90’s era where I was growing up, the stories he was telling was something I could relate to. Illmatic will always be number one.” Also “You can hear the influence of my music. You can hear the influence of my story telling.” Lastly, Kendrick also gave Nas – Illmatic among other hip-hop icons a shoutout at his acceptance speech for winning best rap album for To Pimp A Butterfly.
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2020.03.14 07:21 TXlaw86 Biggie Maul is the illest - Jon Leighton Tattoo

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2020.03.10 05:12 digfast “The greatest rapper of all time died on March 9th” R.I.P Biggie SMALLS - Notorious BIG - The Illest

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2020.02.03 18:31 JrsMwn “Now this will probably be the most illest shit that I've ever said, GOD BLESS THE DEAD and let Biggie possess the pencil lead”

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2020.01.20 19:17 chaulk042129 This dude Em said..

“This will probably be the most illest shit I’ve ever said, god bless the dead and let biggie posses the pencil lead “
That’s the hardest shit I’ve ever heard
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2020.01.17 09:53 sleepcreepme This fucking line...

“Now this will probably be the most illest shit that I've ever said God bless the dead and let Biggie possess the pencil lead”
Fucking yikes I got chills from that.
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2020.01.12 19:35 Marko-9 Biggie biggie biggie smalls is the illest

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2019.11.26 03:17 Boopsies242 Biggie Smalls's of Reddit, how do you know you're the illest?

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2019.04.19 17:40 ThatsGoodForm 25 years on - Why Nas's debut album Illmatic is the greatest hip-hop album of all time

TLDR:

Illmatic is a greatest album in hip-hop because of the benchmark it set and the influence it caused in the genre. There is a unique sense of genuineness, originality and unbridled honesty that Nas captures on this project – “My approach was to talk about that kid on the corner… that kid wasn’t on stage, I wanted the stage to come to him on the block”and that’s exactly what he was able to achieve – it was just a young kid given the rare opportunity to share his experiences and tell his story. To think that this was the debut album for a mere 20-year-old from Queensbridge, New York who was an eighth-grade high school dropout is completely mind boggling. If you haven't listened to this album yet, do yourself a favor and give it a listen, it's only 40 minutes in length.

Nas’s Career Before Illmatic:

In 1991, Nas made his debut at the tender age of 18 on Main Source’s track “Live At The Barbeque” thanks to his close relationship with one of the group members, Large Professor. Nas is clearly the standout artist on this track and his verse, specifically the line: “When I was 12, I went to Hell for snuffin’ Jesus” put him on the radar within New York.
MC Serch who would eventually become Nas’s manager and executive producer on Illmatic recounts “It was one of the illest lines anyone had ever heard an MC say… It almost felt like within a week, everybody wanted to know who that guy was.” Additionally, Faith Newman, an A&R at Columbia Records describes “Nas said the line ‘When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffin’ Jesus’ and I said ‘Who is this guy? This is crazy.’ I went on a mission to try to find him.” Both MC Serch and Faith Newman would play pivotal roles in securing Nas’s first record deal with Columbia records towards the end of 1991. There is some conflicting information from both MC Serch and Faith with when Nas was signed, Faith claims that it was at the end of 1991 right as she started her new position at Columbia whereas Serch claims he was signed in 1992 after he introduced Nas to Faith.
Regardless of the fact, with the help from MC Serch, Nas featured on two more of projects that Serch was heavily involved in. The first being; “Back To The Grille Again” on Serch’s first and only solo album “Return of the Product” and the latter was the original movie soundtrack Zebrahead with the song “Halftime”. Halftime would later become a single for Illmatic. These two projects along with “Live At The Barbeque” had garnered hype around Nas and Faith describes “People were asking about him… You felt it on the streets. People talked about it, people asked about him, people wrote about him…” New York was not mistaken to be hyped about this young artist, but they had no idea he would drop one of the most revolutionary albums in hip-hop.

Lyricism on Illmatic

Nas as an artist has been influenced by several pioneers of the genre, such as Big Daddy Kane, Kool G Rap and Rakim. These are some of the artists who began evolving lyricism from a basic and simplistic style of rhyming to intricate and poetic format. Here are a few examples of Nas’s use of multi-syllabic internal rhymes:
>“Nas, I analyse, drop the jew-el, inhale from the L
>School a fool well, you feel it like braille
>It Ain’t Hard To Tell”
>“Wisdom be leakin’ out my grapefruit, troop
>I dominate break loops, givin’ mics men-e-strual cycles,
>Street’s disciples, I rock beats that’s mega trifle”
>“A two-day stay, you may say, I need the time alone
>To relax my dome, no phone, left my nine at home”
>“’Cause I’m an ace when I face the base,
>40-Side is the place that is giving me grace”

Illmatic – The first “Super Producer Album”

Illmatic was the first album in hip-hop to be a true example of a “super producer album”, a project which several high-profile producers on it. Large Professor from Main Source, DJ Premier from Gang Starr, Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest and Pete Rock from Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth were the four producers on this album who already had successful and well-established careers within the industry. Nas’s idea of having reputable producers on his debut album turned out to be a great one, mainly because each of the producers were getting competitive with one another. DJ Premier recalls being around Pete Rock and Large Professor when they were recording, scratching, or beat mixing and hearing their work motivated him to better his own. Premier even goes as far to say that when he heard “The World Is Yours” that made him change his final cut of Represent, which was the first song that Premier recorded with Nas. Additionally, even Q-Tip was victim to this, he remembers when he heard DJ Premier’s original beat for “Memory Lane” and thinking “Oh, shit! And I heard Paul's (Large Professor's) shit, so then I was like 'I gotta give this dude some shit.'"

Victim Of Bootlegging

25 years on, many people may not actually know that Illmatic fell victim to excessive bootlegging, a phenomenon that at the time had only recently surfaced. Faith Newman recounts that “And everybody had it – all over the world, even. By February of '94, it was just done, and we had to pull the trigger. Just like, we gotta go. We got nine songs — nine and the intro.” Demand within New York had grown so large, that MC Serch claimed he found a garage with 60,000 bootlegged copies. In Illmatic’s opening week, it only sold 59,000 copies which is astonishing considering the hype in the leadup to the album and that it was also critically acclaimed, it was the first solo debut album to be awarded 5 mics by The Source. It would take Illmatic almost a further two years to be awarded Gold certification and over seven years for Platinum certification. As of this year, 2019, it has been certified as a Double-Platinum album.
In hindsight, perhaps the rushed release worked in Nas’s favour because the resulting product was a 40-minute length album with nine phenomenal songs and absolutely NO filler. The short length and lack of filler has maintained Illmatic’s replayability for 25 years and will continue for many years to come.

Illmatic’s Influence On Other Artists And The Genre Itself

Throughout hip-hop, countless examples of inspiration, influence and sampling can be found from Illmatic. Perhaps one of the most recognizable was Jay-Z’s renown track “Dead Presidents” which used a direct sample from “The World Is Yours (Q-Tip’s Remix)” which was released on the B-side of the same single.
Perhaps a more subtle sample from the album was one of Nas’s spoken phrases in the introduction of “Life’s A Bitch” – “Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes” which would later be referenced by many other artists notably by Notorious B.I.G. to say “money clothes and hoes, all a nigga knows”. Biggie was later called out by Raekwon The Chef and Ghostface Killah from The Wu-Tan Clan on Raekwon’s track “Shark Niggas” this would devolve into a beef with songs containing subliminal lines between the mentioned artists.
Illmatic also influenced album art covers in hip-hop, with Nas’s childhood photo on the cover of the album many other artists have released inspired album covers such as Notorious B.I.G. – Ready To Die, Lil Wayne – Tha Carter III and The Game – The Documentary (special edition cover).
Many artists have praised Nas and Illmatic for setting a standard of what hip-hop should be:
>Common: “That whole Illmatic album, that’s like my favourite album in hip-hop.”
>Ludacris: “I heard Illmatic for the first time, I remember being in high school and I just remember it being, if not, the most complete album, hip-hop wise I felt like I ever heard. You know, its one of those albums you can listen to from beginning all the way to the end without stopping it or passing through any song.”
>Ghostface Killah: “When I used to listen to Nas back in the days, it was like “Oh, Shit! He murdered that!” That forced me to get my pen game up and like “How can I try to catch it how this nigga catchin’ it?” The whole Illmatic album forced you to go ahead and do shit.”
>Pharrel: "Illmatic is one of those transformative moments in hip-hop."
>Busta Rhymes: "What he was able to do lyrically completely shifted the climate of how the MC was supposed to rhyme."
>J-Cole: “In 1994, I was 9 years old. I came up in Fayetteville, North Carolina so a lot of things didn’t make it to me, he hit us with life lessons and insight on how to maneuver through this world as just a young black man in America.”
>Kendrick Lamar: “Illmatic’s the album from the 90’s era where I was growing up, the stories he was telling was something I could relate to. Illmatic will always be number one.” Also “You can hear the influence of my music. You can hear the influence of my story telling.” Lastly, Kendrick also gave Nas – Illmatic among other hip-hop icons a shoutout at his acceptance speech for winning best rap album for To Pimp A Butterfly.
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2019.04.19 17:31 ThatsGoodForm 25 years on - Why Nas's debut album Illmatic is the greatest hip-hop album of all time

TLDR:

Illmatic is a greatest album in hip-hop because of the benchmark it set and the influence it caused in the genre. There is a unique sense of genuineness, originality and unbridled honesty that Nas captures on this project – “My approach was to talk about that kid on the corner… that kid wasn’t on stage, I wanted the stage to come to him on the block”and that’s exactly what he was able to achieve – it was just a young kid given the rare opportunity to share his experiences and tell his story. To think that this was the debut album for a mere 20-year-old from Queensbridge, New York who was an eighth-grade high school dropout is completely mind boggling. If you haven't listened to this album yet, do yourself a favor and give it a listen, it's only 40 minutes in length.

Nas’s Career Before Illmatic:

In 1991, Nas made his debut at the tender age of 18 on Main Source’s track “Live At The Barbeque” thanks to his close relationship with one of the group members, Large Professor. Nas is clearly the standout artist on this track and his verse, specifically the line: “When I was 12, I went to Hell for snuffin’ Jesus” put him on the radar within New York.
MC Serch who would eventually become Nas’s manager and executive producer on Illmatic recounts “It was one of the illest lines anyone had ever heard an MC say… It almost felt like within a week, everybody wanted to know who that guy was.” Additionally, Faith Newman, an A&R at Columbia Records describes “Nas said the line ‘When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffin’ Jesus’ and I said ‘Who is this guy? This is crazy.’ I went on a mission to try to find him.” Both MC Serch and Faith Newman would play pivotal roles in securing Nas’s first record deal with Columbia records towards the end of 1991. There is some conflicting information from both MC Serch and Faith with when Nas was signed, Faith claims that it was at the end of 1991 right as she started her new position at Columbia whereas Serch claims he was signed in 1992 after he introduced Nas to Faith.
Regardless of the fact, with the help from MC Serch, Nas featured on two more of projects that Serch was heavily involved in. The first being; “Back To The Grille Again” on Serch’s first and only solo album “Return of the Product” and the latter was the original movie soundtrack Zebrahead with the song “Halftime”. Halftime would later become a single for Illmatic. These two projects along with “Live At The Barbeque” had garnered hype around Nas and Faith describes “People were asking about him… You felt it on the streets. People talked about it, people asked about him, people wrote about him…” New York was not mistaken to be hyped about this young artist, but they had no idea he would drop one of the most revolutionary albums in hip-hop.

Lyricism on Illmatic

Nas as an artist has been influenced by several pioneers of the genre, such as Big Daddy Kane, Kool G Rap and Rakim. These are some of the artists who began evolving lyricism from a basic and simplistic style of rhyming to intricate and poetic format. Here are a few examples of Nas’s use of multi-syllabic internal rhymes:
>“Nas, I analyse, drop the jew-el, inhale from the L
>School a fool well, you feel it like braille
>It Ain’t Hard To Tell”
>“Wisdom be leakin’ out my grapefruit, troop
>I dominate break loops, givin’ mics men-e-strual cycles,
>Street’s disciples, I rock beats that’s mega trifle”
>“A two-day stay, you may say, I need the time alone
>To relax my dome, no phone, left my nine at home”
>“’Cause I’m an ace when I face the base,
>40-Side is the place that is giving me grace”

Illmatic – The first “Super Producer Album”

Illmatic was the first album in hip-hop to be a true example of a “super producer album”, a project which several high-profile producers on it. Large Professor from Main Source, DJ Premier from Gang Starr, Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest and Pete Rock from Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth were the four producers on this album who already had successful and well-established careers within the industry. Nas’s idea of having reputable producers on his debut album turned out to be a great one, mainly because each of the producers were getting competitive with one another. DJ Premier recalls being around Pete Rock and Large Professor when they were recording, scratching, or beat mixing and hearing their work motivated him to better his own. Premier even goes as far to say that when he heard “The World Is Yours” that made him change his final cut of Represent, which was the first song that Premier recorded with Nas. Additionally, even Q-Tip was victim to this, he remembers when he heard DJ Premier’s original beat for “Memory Lane” and thinking “Oh, shit! And I heard Paul's (Large Professor's) shit, so then I was like 'I gotta give this dude some shit.'"

Victim Of Bootlegging

25 years on, many people may not actually know that Illmatic fell victim to excessive bootlegging, a phenomenon that at the time had only recently surfaced. Faith Newman recounts that “And everybody had it – all over the world, even. By February of '94, it was just done, and we had to pull the trigger. Just like, we gotta go. We got nine songs — nine and the intro.” Demand within New York had grown so large, that MC Serch claimed he found a garage with 60,000 bootlegged copies. In Illmatic’s opening week, it only sold 59,000 copies which is astonishing considering the hype in the leadup to the album and that it was also critically acclaimed, it was the first solo debut album to be awarded 5 mics by The Source. It would take Illmatic almost a further two years to be awarded Gold certification and over seven years for Platinum certification. As of this year, 2019, it has been certified as a Double-Platinum album.
In hindsight, perhaps the rushed release worked in Nas’s favour because the resulting product was a 40-minute length album with nine phenomenal songs and absolutely NO filler. The short length and lack of filler has maintained Illmatic’s replayability for 25 years and will continue for many years to come.

Illmatic’s Influence On Other Artists And The Genre Itself

Throughout hip-hop, countless examples of inspiration, influence and sampling can be found from Illmatic. Perhaps one of the most recognizable was Jay-Z’s renown track “Dead Presidents” which used a direct sample from “The World Is Yours (Q-Tip’s Remix)” which was released on the B-side of the same single.
Perhaps a more subtle sample from the album was one of Nas’s spoken phrases in the introduction of “Life’s A Bitch” – “Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes” which would later be referenced by many other artists notably by Notorious B.I.G. to say “money clothes and hoes, all a nigga knows”. Biggie was later called out by Raekwon The Chef and Ghostface Killah from The Wu-Tan Clan on Raekwon’s track “Shark Niggas” this would devolve into a beef with songs containing subliminal lines between the mentioned artists.
Illmatic also influenced album art covers in hip-hop, with Nas’s childhood photo on the cover of the album many other artists have released inspired album covers such as Notorious B.I.G. – Ready To Die, Lil Wayne – Tha Carter III and The Game – The Documentary (special edition cover).
Many artists have praised Nas and Illmatic for setting a standard of what hip-hop should be:
>Common: “That whole Illmatic album, that’s like my favourite album in hip-hop.”
>Ludacris: “I heard Illmatic for the first time, I remember being in high school and I just remember it being, if not, the most complete album, hip-hop wise I felt like I ever heard. You know, its one of those albums you can listen to from beginning all the way to the end without stopping it or passing through any song.”
>Ghostface Killah: “When I used to listen to Nas back in the days, it was like “Oh, Shit! He murdered that!” That forced me to get my pen game up and like “How can I try to catch it how this nigga catchin’ it?” The whole Illmatic album forced you to go ahead and do shit.”
>Pharrel: "Illmatic is one of those transformative moments in hip-hop."
>Busta Rhymes: "What he was able to do lyrically completely shifted the climate of how the MC was supposed to rhyme."
>J-Cole: “In 1994, I was 9 years old. I came up in Fayetteville, North Carolina so a lot of things didn’t make it to me, he hit us with life lessons and insight on how to maneuver through this world as just a young black man in America.”
>Kendrick Lamar: “Illmatic’s the album from the 90’s era where I was growing up, the stories he was telling was something I could relate to. Illmatic will always be number one.” Also “You can hear the influence of my music. You can hear the influence of my story telling.” Lastly, Kendrick also gave Nas – Illmatic among other hip-hop icons a shoutout at his acceptance speech for winning best rap album for To Pimp A Butterfly.
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2019.04.18 10:21 ThatsGoodForm On this day, 25 years ago, Nas released his debut album Illmatic - the greatest hip-hop album of all time

TLDR:

Illmatic is a greatest album in hip-hop because of the benchmark it set and the influence it caused in the genre. There is a unique sense of genuineness, originality and unbridled honesty that Nas captures on this project – “My approach was to talk about that kid on the corner… that kid wasn’t on stage, I wanted the stage to come to him on the block” and that’s exactly what he was able to achieve – it was just a young kid given the rare opportunity to share his experiences and tell his story. To think that this was the debut album for a mere 20-year-old from Queensbridge, New York who was an eighth-grade high school dropout is completely mind boggling. If you haven't listened to this album yet, do yourself a favor and give it a listen, it's only 40 minutes in length.

Nas’s Career Before Illmatic:

In 1991, Nas made his debut at the tender age of 18 on Main Source’s track “Live At The Barbeque” thanks to his close relationship with one of the group members, Large Professor. Nas is clearly the standout artist on this track and his verse, specifically the line: “When I was 12, I went to Hell for snuffin’ Jesus” put him on the radar within New York.
 
MC Serch who would eventually become Nas’s manager and executive producer on Illmatic recounts “It was one of the illest lines anyone had ever heard an MC say… It almost felt like within a week, everybody wanted to know who that guy was.” Additionally, Faith Newman, an A&R at Columbia Records describes “Nas said the line ‘When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffin’ Jesus’ and I said ‘Who is this guy? This is crazy.’ I went on a mission to try to find him.” Both MC Serch and Faith Newman would play pivotal roles in securing Nas’s first record deal with Columbia records towards the end of 1991. There is some conflicting information from both MC Serch and Faith with when Nas was signed, Faith claims that it was at the end of 1991 right as she started her new position at Columbia whereas Serch claims he was signed in 1992 after he introduced Nas to Faith.
 
Regardless of the fact, with the help from MC Serch, Nas featured on two more of projects that Serch was heavily involved in. The first being; “Back To The Grille Again” on Serch’s first and only solo album “Return of the Product” and the latter was the original movie soundtrack Zebrahead with the song “Halftime”. Halftime would later become a single for Illmatic. These two projects along with “Live At The Barbeque” had garnered hype around Nas and Faith describes “People were asking about him… You felt it on the streets. People talked about it, people asked about him, people wrote about him…” New York was not mistaken to be hyped about this young artist, but they had no idea he would drop one of the most revolutionary albums in hip-hop.
 

Track Breakdown:

1. The Genesis
Samples:
Genesis is synonymous with beginnings because it is the first book of the Bible and perhaps a bit ironic since Illmatic is often referred to as a bible of hip-hop. The Genesis begins with the noise of train traveling on train tracks followed by Nas’s verse from “Live At The Barbeque” playing over dialogue from “Wild Style” renown for being one of, if not the first hip hop movie. The movie dialogue ends with the quote “… there ain’t nothin’ out here for you” with the main character responding “oh, yes there is…this” meanwhile Live At The Barbeque ends with Nas’s infamous line “when I was 12, I went to…” It’s obvious with the dialogue and the sampled lyrics ending at his acclaimed line, he wanted to take his listeners to new levels and Illmatic was his platform to showcase this.
 
2. N.Y. State of Mind Prod. DJ Premier
Samples:
It’s apparent from the samples utilised by DJ Premier that the beat creates a dark atmosphere filled with panic, shock and horror has been set. Prior to beginning his first verse, Nas states “I don’t know how to start this shit” primarily because he had just finished writing the verse while in the recording studio. Well, not only did he manage to perform his verse, he completed it in one take on his first attempt.
Nas is astoundingly descriptive and sharp and his vivid lyricism transports the listener on a journey through New York as they experience the life of a drug dealer and gang soldier through Nas’s perspective. Although he did not coin the term ‘sleep is the cousin of death’, he certainly popularised it with his line “It drops deep, as it does in my breath, I never sleep, ‘cause sleep is the cousin of death”. This line has gone on to be sampled a plethora of times throughout hip hop and is perhaps one of the most renown lines in the genre.
 
3. Life’s A Bitch Ft. AZ Prod. L.E.S.
Samples:
Life’s A Bitch is the most unique song on Illmatic, mainly for two reasons:
  1. Only song with a featured artist AZ performing a verse
  2. Nas’s father Olu Dara performs a trumpet solo at the closing of the song
The instrumentals on this track set a very different vibe to that of N.Y. State of Mind in that it is smoother but at the same time – somber. The lyrics from AZ’s opening verse explores the tragedies and struggles of a young man in NYC surrounded by friends and family who have been murdered or incarcerated. Lines such as “I’m destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it.” And ‘now some are restin’ in peace and some are sittin’ in San Quentin, others such as myself, are tryin’ to carry on tradition” shows us the harsh realities that he’s been exposed to. Although he is struggling, he still tries to have a successful life through any way possible, even if it’s dishonest “as long as we leavin’ theavin’, we’ll be leavin’ with some kind of dough”. The overall struggle that AZ exposes the listener to exudes a feeling helplessness and bleakness that overshadows his life.
Nas takes an entirely different approach with his verse creating a juxtaposition to his guest appearance, AZ. Nas bears a positive outlook on life, “I woke up early on my born day, it’s a blessin’” counting his blessings and finding the positives in his tough environment. “My physical frame is celebrated ‘cause I made it” is both a bitter sweet comment in the sense that Nas has accomplished something that many people he knew didn’t. He shows wisdom beyond his 20 years by being able to draw on the few positives he has to create a hopeful outlook in life – “I switched my motto; instead of sayin’ “Fuck tomorrow”, that buck that bought a bottle could’ve struck the lotto”. As AZ finishes the hook to the song, Olu begins his emotion evoking trumpet solo as it serves as a beautiful and touching closing melody as the song comes to an end.
 
4. The World Is Yours Prod. Pete Rock
Samples:
The World Is Yours pulls inspiration from the cult classic movie “Scarface” specifically from the scene when Tony Montana sees the blimp displaying the message: The World Is Yours. The smooth refined jazzy beat along with the hook sets the tone and continues with positive and hopeful themes from the previous track. As described by Nas himself, “the song has a life of itself, without even one word on it.” Some may not know, but it was Nas’s idea for Pete Rock to perform the hook on the song and initially Pete didn’t want to but Nas and others were able to convince him in. The essence that Nas brings to his listeners is that he wants them to tackle life and accomplish their goals and aspirations.
One uncanny fact from this song, is that Nas wrote this a full two years before his first child was born, so the line: “thinkin’ of a word best describin’ my life to name my daughter, my strength, my son, the star will be my resurrection” became a self-fulfilling prophecy because his first child was his daughter named 'Destiny' and his second child was his son named 'Knight'.
 
5. Halftime Prod. Large Professor
Samples:
Its fitting that at the midpoint of the album, “Halftime” appears. This song switches up from the heavy subject theme that the album has carried thus far and, on this track, Nas flexes his lyrical prowess with his braggadocios style of hard-hitting lines with internal rhyme patterns delivered with smoothness and fluidity. Halftime was the first single released for Illmatic, and its easy to see why so much hype surrounding Nas into the leadup of his debut album.
 
6. Memory Lane Prod. DJ Premier
Samples:
DJ Premier details how he found the sample for Memory Lane with Nas and not liking it at first because he wanted to create something hard for Nas. However, Nas wanted the track to be “melodic” and when Preemo heard Nas’s verse, he understood exactly why Nas wanted it that way.
No different from the album thus far, Nas continues his epically descriptive word play to paint a mural into the mind of his listeners. “It’s real, grew up in the trife life, the times of white lines, the high pipes, murderous night times and knife fights invite crimes” and “my window faces shootouts, drug overdoses, live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real, a nickle-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja” are examples of lines that vividly demonstrates the environment of which Nas grew up in. The combination between the heavenly beat and descriptive lyrics create a powerfully submersing and emotive song, DJ Premier sums it up perfectly “It made you go ‘Wow’. I felt like I was there again.”
 
7. One Love Prod. Q-Tip
Samples:
Nas describes that his inspiration for “One Love” was that his friends who were locked up would often end their letters from jail with ‘one love’. The eerie and mellow song is set from Nas’s perspective writing letters to his friends who are incarcerated describing how life has been progressing on the outside. Lines such as “But yo, guess who shot in the dome-piece? Jerome’s niece, on her way home from Jones Beach, It’s bugged, plus little Rob is sellin’ drugs on the dime, hangin’ out with young that all carry 9s” and “your brother’s buckwildin’ in 4-main he wrote me, he might beat his case, ‘til he come home I’ll play it lowkey” provides the listeners with insight that crime is still occurring all around him and that although someone older is eventually arrested and incarcerated, someone younger takes their place continuing the vicious cycle.
 
8. One Time For Your Mind Prod. Large Professor
Samples:
The minimalistic jazzy beat that Large Professor provides for Nas is a perfect complement to the audibly aesthetic and smooth lines that seem to effortlessly flow after one another on this track. Nas again brings his boastful attitude on this track “Go get your crew, Hobbes, I’m about to bomb troops, y’all niggas was born, I shot my way out my mom dukes” but depicts to his listeners the struggle of growing up poor in the Queensbridge projects “I’m tryin’ to get this money, God, you know the hard times, kid, shit, cold be starvin’ make you wanna do crimes, kid”.
 
9. Represent Prod DJ Premier
Samples:
Nas transports his listeners straight back to the grimy and rough streets of NYC, straight out of the gate his audience is hit with a reality checking rhyme: “Straight up shit is real, and any day could be your last in the jungle, get murdered on the humble, guns’ll blast, niggas tumble”. Nas was renowned for bringing up to 20 people into the recording booth with him while recording and Represent captures this moment in its entirety. With the greetings from his posse in the opening seconds of the track, his troop shouting the chorus or at the closing when they are hissing insults to the audience, the energy they bring to the track for both Nas and the audience is apparent. “Represent” totalises as his most aggressive and violent track within the album, Nas makes sure that when he’s representing Queensbridge, his listeners are well aware of what life within this project encapsulates.
 
10. It Ain’t Hard To Tell Prod. Large Professor
Samples:
Nas continues his fluidity and effortless rhyme saying that he has displayed throughout the album to leave his listeners with another memorable track. Large Professor explains the beat behind the track “It was jovial, but it was scuffed and just sounded so muddy. We took the MJ joint and made it gritty.” Both Large and Nas did an excellent job to take something as unique as an MJ instrumental sample and add their own flavor and zest to spin it in a distinctive way.
 

Lyricism on Illmatic

Nas as an artist has been influenced by several pioneers of the genre, such as Big Daddy Kane, Kool G Rap and Rakim. These are some of the artists who began evolving lyricism from a basic and simplistic style of rhyming to intricate and poetic format. Here are a few examples of Nas’s use of multi-syllabic internal rhymes:
 
“Nas, I analyse, drop the kew-el, inhale from the L
School a fool well, you feel it like braille
It Ain’t Hard To Tell”
 
“Wisdom be leakin’ out my grapefruit, troop
I dominate break loops, givin’ mics men-e-strual cycles,
Street’s disciples, I rock beats that’s mega trifle”
 
“A two-day stay, you may say, I need the time alone
To relax my dome, no phone, left my nine at home”
 
“’Cause I’m an ace when I face the base,
40-Side is the place that is giving me grace”
 

Illmatic – The first “Super Producer Album”

Illmatic was the first album in hip-hop to be a true example of a “super producer album”, a project which several high-profile producers on it. Large Professor from Main Source, DJ Premier from Gang Starr, Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest and Pete Rock from Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth were the four producers on this album who already had successful and well-established careers within the industry. Nas’s idea of having reputable producers on his debut album turned out to be a great one, mainly because each of the producers were getting competitive with one another. DJ Premier recalls being around Pete Rock and Large Professor when they were recording, scratching, or beat mixing and hearing their work motivated him to better his own. Premier even goes as far to say that when he heard “The World Is Yours” that made him change his final cut of Represent, which was the first song that Premier recorded with Nas. Additionally, even Q-Tip was victim to this, he remembers when he heard DJ Premier’s original beat for “Memory Lane” and thinking “Oh, shit! And I heard Paul's (Large Professor's) shit, so then I was like 'I gotta give this dude some shit.'"
 

Victim Of Bootlegging

25 years on, many people may not actually know that Illmatic fell victim to excessive bootlegging, a phenomenon that at the time had only recently surfaced. Faith Newman recounts that “And everybody had it – all over the world, even. By February of '94, it was just done, and we had to pull the trigger. Just like, we gotta go. We got nine songs — nine and the intro.” Demand within New York had grown so large, that MC Serch claimed he found a garage with 60,000 bootlegged copies. In Illmatic’s opening week, it only sold 59,000 copies which is astonishing considering the hype in the leadup to the album and that it was also critically acclaimed, it was the first solo debut album to be awarded 5 mics by The Source. It would take Illmatic almost a further two years to be awarded Gold certification and over seven years for Platinum certification. As of this year, 2019, it has been certified as a Double-Platinum album.
In hindsight, perhaps the rushed release worked in Nas’s favour because the resulting product was a 40-minute length album with nine phenomenal songs and absolutely NO filler. The short length and lack of filler has maintained Illmatic’s replayability for 25 years and will continue for many years to come.
 

Illmatic’s Influence On Other Artists And The Genre Itself

Throughout hip-hop, countless examples of inspiration, influence and sampling can be found from Illmatic. Perhaps one of the most recognizable was Jay-Z’s renown track “Dead Presidents” which used a direct sample from “The World Is Yours (Q-Tip’s Remix)” which was released on the B-side of the same single.
Perhaps a more subtle sample from the album was one of Nas’s spoken phrases in the introduction of “Life’s A Bitch” – “Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes” which would later be referenced by many other artists notably by Notorious B.I.G. to say “money clothes and hoes, all a nigga knows”. Biggie was later called out by Raekwon The Chef and Ghostface Killah from The Wu-Tan Clan on Raekwon’s track “Shark Niggas” this would devolve into a beef with songs containing subliminal lines between the mentioned artists.
Illmatic also influenced album art covers in hip-hop, with Nas’s childhood photo on the cover of the album many other artists have released inspired album covers such as Notorious B.I.G. – Ready To Die, Lil Wayne – Tha Carter III and The Game – The Documentary (special edition cover).
Many artists have praised Nas and Illmatic for setting a standard of what hip-hop should be:
Common: “That whole Illmatic album, that’s like my favourite album in hip-hop.”
 
Ludacris: “I heard Illmatic for the first time, I remember being in high school and I just remember it being, if not, the most complete album, hip-hop wise I felt like I ever heard. You know, its one of those albums you can listen to from beginning all the way to the end without stopping it or passing through any song.”
 
Ghostface Killah: “When I used to listen to Nas back in the days, it was like “Oh, Shit! He murdered that!” That forced me to get my pen game up and like “How can I try to catch it how this nigga catchin’ it?” The whole Illmatic album forced you to go ahead and do shit.”
 
Pharrel: "Illmatic is one of those transformative moments in hip-hop."
 
Busta Rhymes: "What he was able to do lyrically completely shifted the climate of how the MC was supposed to rhyme."
 
J-Cole: “In 1994, I was 9 years old. I came up in Fayetteville, North Carolina so a lot of things didn’t make it to me, he hit us with life lessons and insight on how to maneuver through this world as just a young black man in America.”
 
Kendrick Lamar: “Illmatic’s the album from the 90’s era where I was growing up, the stories he was telling was something I could relate to. Illmatic will always be number one.” Also “You can hear the influence of my music. You can hear the influence of my story telling.” Lastly, Kendrick also gave Nas – Illmatic among other hip-hop icons a shoutout at his acceptance speech for winning best rap album for To Pimp A Butterfly.
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Let the suicide doors up I threw suicides on the tour bus I threw suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I'm fly to death I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit Tell 'em give me fifty million or I'ma quit Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-yo-face level Don't do no press but I get the most press kit Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious Somethin' 'bout Mary, she gone off that molly Now the whole party is melted like Dalí Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans She said, "'Ye, can we get married at the mall?" I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all." (Ball so hard) That shit cray, ain't it Jay? What she order, fish filet? "Your whip so cold" – this old thing? Act like you'll ever be around mothafuckas like this again Bougie girl, grab my hand Fuck that bitch; she don't wanna dance Excuse my French, but I'm in France, I'm just sayin' Prince Williams ain't do it right if you ask me 'Cause I was him I would have married Kate and Ashley What's Gucci, my nigga? What's Louis, my killa? What's drugs, my dealer? What's that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say I'm the illest 'Cause I'm suffering from realness Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci My girl a superstar all from a home movie Bow on our arrival - the un-American idols What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel Yeah I'm talking business, we talking CIA I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the other day He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same Except mine tinted and his might have been rented You know white people get money, don't spend it Or maybe they get money, buy a business I rather buy 80 gold chains and go ign'ant I know Spike Lee gon' kill me, but let me finish Blame it on the pigment, we living no limits Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC lives That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse He wasn't really drunk he just had a frew brews Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage Everything I do need a news crew's presence Speedboat swerve, homie watch out for the waves I'm way too black to burn from sun rays So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii About how I could build a new Rome in one day Everytime I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real, got me feeling Israelian Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele - no, that's Brazilian Went through, deep depression when my momma passed Suicide, what kinda talk is that? But I been talking to God for so long That if you look at my life I guess he's talking back Fucking with my clique What you doin' in the club on a Thursday? She say she only here for her girl birthday They ordered champagne but still look thirsty Rock Forever 21 but just turned thirty I know I got a bad reputation Walking-round-always-mad reputation Leave-a-pretty-girl-sad reputation Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation I turnt the nightclub out of the basement I'll turn the plane 'round, your ass keep complainin' How you gon' be mad on vacation? Dutty wining 'round all these Jamaicans Uh, this that prom shit This that what-we-do-don't-tell-your-mom shit This that red-cup-all-on-the-lawn shit Got a fresh cut, straight out the salon, bitch I wanna fuck you hard on the sink After that, give you somethin' to drink Step back, can't get spunk on the mink I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think? Hey, you remember where we first met? Okay, I don't remember where we first met But hey, admittin' is the first step And hey, you know ain't nobody perfect And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep But hey, their backstroke I'm tryna perfect And hey, ayo, we made it: Thanksgivin' So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches? Maybe we could still make it to the church steps But first, you gon' remember how to forget After all these long-ass verses I'm tired, you tired, Jesus wept Coke on her black skin made it stripe like a zebra I call that jungle fever You will not control the threesome Just roll the weed up until I get me some We formed a new religion No sins as long as there's permission And deception is the only felony So never fuck nobody without telling me Sunglasses and Advil Last night was mad real Sun coming up, 5 a.m I wonder if they got cabs still Thinking 'bout the girl in all leopard Who was rubbing the wood like Kiki Shepard Two tattoos: one read "No Apologies" The other said "Love is Cursed by Monogamy" It's something that the pastor don't preach It's something that a teacher can't teach When we die, the money we can't keep But we probably spend it all cause the pain ain't cheap Preach Now if I fuck this model And she just bleached her asshole And I get bleach on my T-shirt I'mma feel like an asshole I was high when I met her We was down in Tribeca She get under your skin if you let her She get under your skin if you-uh I don't even want to talk about it I don't even want to talk about it I don't even want to say nothing Everybody gon' say something I'd be worried if they said nothing Remind me where I know you from? She looking like she owe you some You know just what we want I want to wake up with you in my beautiful morning My momma was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the fairer skin Doin' clothes you would have thought I had help But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself You see it's broke nigga racism That's that "Don't touch anything in the store" And it's rich nigga racism That's that "Come in, please buy more" "What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain? All you blacks want all the same things" Used to only be niggas, now everybody playin' Spendin' everything on Alexander Wang New Slaves I throw these Maybach keys I wear my heart on the sleeve I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves I see the blood on the leaves I see the blood on the leaves I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves They throwin' hate at me Want me to stay at ease Fuck you and your corporation Y'all niggas can't control me I know that we the new slaves I know that we the new slaves I'm 'bout to wild the fuck out I'm goin' Bobby Boucher I know that pussy ain't free You niggas pussy, ain't me Y'all throwin' contracts at me You know that niggas can't read Throw 'em some Maybach keys Fuck it, c'est la vie I know that we the new slaves Y'all niggas can't fuck with me Y'all niggas can't fuck with 'Ye Y'all niggas can't fuck with 'Ye I'll move my family out the country So you can't see where I stay So go and grab the reporters So I can smash their recorders See they'll confuse us with some bullshit Like the New World Order Meanwhile the DEA Teamed up with the CCA They tryna lock niggas up They tryna make new slaves See that's that privately owned prison Get your piece today They prolly all in the Hamptons Braggin' 'bout what they made Fuck you and your Hampton house I'll fuck your Hampton spouse Came on her Hampton blouse And in her Hampton mouth Y'all 'bout to turn shit up I'm 'bout to tear shit down I'm 'bout to air shit out Now what the fuck they gon' say now? I just need to clear my mind now It's been racin' since the summertime Now I'm holdin' down the summer now And all I want is what I can't buy now Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah I told you to wait So I'mma need a little more time now Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah, I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin' me All want something out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We could've been somebody Thought you'd be different 'bout it Now I know you not it So let's get on with it We could've been somebody 'stead you had to tell somebody Let's take it back to the first party When you tried your first molly And came out of your body And came out of your body Running naked down the lobby And you was screamin' that you love me Before the limelight tore ya Before the limelight stole ya Remember we were so young When I would hold you Before the blood on the leaves I know there ain't wrong with me Something strange is happenin' You could've been somebody We could've ugh, we could've been somebody Or was it on the first party When we tried our first molly And came out of our body And came out of our body Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon' lie to the lawyer? It's like I don't even know ya I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia To all my second string bitches, try and get a baby Trying to get a baby, now you talkin' crazy I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay Z He ain't with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin' lazy She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side Gotta keep 'em separated, I call that apartheid Then she said she impregnated, that's the night your heart died Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that That goin' to that owin' money that the court got All in on that alimony, uh, yeah-yeah, she got you homie, yeah 'til death but do your part, unholy matrimony For my theme song (black) My leather black jeans on (black) My by-any-means on Pardon, I'm getting my scream on Enter the kingdom (black) But watch who you bring home They see a black man with a white woman At the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong Middle America packed in (black) Came to see me in my black skin (black) Number one question they're askin' Fuck every question you askin' (black) If I don't get ran out by Catholics (black) Here come some conservative Baptists Claiming I'm overreactin' Like them black kids in Chiraq bitch Stop all that coon shit (black) Early morning cartoon shit (black) This is that goon shit Fuck up your whole afternoon shit I'm aware I'm a wolf Soon as the moon hit I'm aware I'm a king Back out the tomb bitch (black) Black out the room, bitch (black) Stop all that coon shit (black) These niggas ain't doin' shit (black) Them niggas ain't doin' shit Come on homie what happened You niggas ain't breathin', you gaspin' These niggas ain't ready for action Ready-ready for action They smile in my face is what I don't like They steal your whole sound, that's a soundbite The media crucify me like they did Christ They want to find me not breathing like they found Mike A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite But I never hit a woman never in my life I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife' In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice Eating good, vegetarian with the brown rice Girls kissing girls, cause it's hot, right? But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life We hanging out that window it's about to be a Suge night Free Bump J, real nigga for life Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man that nigga nice Shout out to L-E-P, Jay Boogie right? Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? Right?! The best living or dead hands down, huh Less talk, more head right now, huh And my eyes more red than the devil is And I'm about to take it to another level, bitch No matter who you go and get Ain't nobody cold as this Do the rap and the track, triple double no assists And my only focus is staying on some bogus shit Arguing with my older bitch, acting like I owe her shit I heard that people sing raps to give the track pain Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fucking up my money so yeah I had to act sane Chi nigga but these hoes love my accent Chick came up to me and said "This the number to dial If you wanna make your #1 your #2 now" Mix that Goose and Malibu I call it "Malibooyah" Goddamn, Yeezy, how he hit them with a new style? Know that motherfucker well: "What you gonna do now? Whatever I want to do. Gosh! It's cool now" Know I'm gonna do, ah, it's the new now Think you motherfuckers really really need to cool out Cause you'll never get on top of this So mommy, best advice is just to get on top of this Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh? Put the pussy in a sarcophagus Now she claiming that I bruised her esophagus Head of the class and she just won a swallowship I'm living in the future so the present is my past My presence is a present, kiss my ass This Ye, nigga Shoppin' for the winter and it's just May, nigga Ball so hard, man, this shit cray, nigga And you ain't gettin' money 'less you got eight figures For that Jesus piece, man, I've been saved, nigga Just talked to Farrakhan, that's sensei, nigga Told him I've been on ten since the 10th grade, nigga Got a middle finger longer than Dikembe, my nigga, uh I don't let 'em play with me I don't let 'em talk to me no kind of way Uh, they better watch what they say to me Niggas still gettin' popped on the day to day Yeah, I still got the hundred with the small face, nigga Might spend 50 racks on my off day, nigga You a fake Denzel like the Allstate nigga If you run into me, better have Allstate with yah You a Rico Suave nigga Ride 'round listen to Sade, nigga If you ain't with us, you in our way, nigga You an actor, you should be on Broadway, nigga Cause you do shit the broad way, nigga Your bitch got a ass, but my broad way thicker Late for the class, in the hallway, nigga Yeah, the dropout at it as always nigga, as always All day, nigga I could do this all day, boy, I'm finna turn this bitch out They need that Ye in the streets, boy, there's been a mothafuckin' drought Don't really matter what I make, boy, you know I still go wild Like a light skinned slave, boy, we in the mothafuckin' house! Right now, you lookin' real sus right now I swear I've been on this flight like a month right now Stupid niggas gettin' money, Forrest Gump right now Shout-out to Jackie Chan, I need to stunt right now They've been lookin' at the Gram, I've been lookin' at the Grammys Like, huh, that's us right now 24/7, 365 days, everybody gettin' paid Niggas lookin' at me like I'm worth both MJs People saying, "Ye, Ye, take it easy" 20 Gs for the Yeezys off of eBay Niggas do the most and they ain't done shit Only way I can sum it up, sumbitch I told, I told, ay ay, I told you Up in the morning, miss you bad Sorry I ain't called you back Same problem my father had All his time, all he had, all he had In what he dreamed All his cash, market crashed Hurt him bad, people get divorced for that Drops some stacks pops is good Momma pass in Hollywood If you ask, lost my soul Driving fast, lost control Off the road, jaw was broke 'Member we all was broke 'Member I'm coming back I'll be taking all the stacks Soon as they like you make 'em unlike you Cause kissin' people ass is so unlike you The only rapper compared to Michael So here's a few hatin'-ass niggas to fight you And here's a few snake-ass niggas to bite you And I don't even wanna hear 'bout what niggas might do Old niggas mentally still in high school Since the tight jeans they ain't never liked you Pink-ass polos with a fuckin' backpack But everybody know you brought real rap back Nobody had swag, man, we the Rat Pack Virgil, Pyrex, Don C snapback Ibn diamond, Chi-town shinin' Monop' in this bitch again, changed the climate Hop in this bitch again, same thing I'm in Until the day I get struck by lightning I just talked to Jesus He said, "What up, Yeezus?" I said, "Shit I'm chillin' Tryna stack these millions" I know he the most high But I am a close high Mi casa, su casa That's our cosa nostra I am a god I am a god I am a god For all my Southside niggas that know me best I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex Why? I made that bitch famous (God damn) I made that bitch famous For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West If you see 'em in the streets give 'em Kanye's best Why? They mad they ain't famous (God damn) They mad they're still nameless (Talk that talk, man) Her man in the store tryna try his best But he just can't seem to get Kanye fresh But we still hood famous (God damn) Yeah we still hood famous I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin' That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin' She in school to be a real estate agent Last month I helped her with the car payment Young and we alive, whoo! We never gonna die, whoo! I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt Put one up in the sky The sun is in my eyes, whoo! Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo! No matter how hard they try, whoo! We never gonna die Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape van" Uhm, well cutie, I like your bougie booty Come Erykah Badu me, well, let's make a movie Hell, you know my repertoire is like a wrestler I show you the ropes, connect the dots A country girl that love Hollywood Mama used to cook red beans and rice Now it's Denny's, 4 in the morning, spoil your appetite Liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection Smoke in every direction, middle finger pedestrians R&B singers and lesbians, rappers and managers Music and iPhone cameras This shit unanimous for you, it's damaging for you, I think That pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me, I mean He flew you in this motherfucker on first class Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag Now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math? That shit don't add up, you're making him mad as fuck She said she came out here to find an A-list rapper I said baby, spin that round and say the alphabet backwards You're dealing with malpractice, don't kill a good nigga's confidence Just cause he a nerd and you don't know what a condom is The head still good though, the head still good though Make me say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo" Make a nigga say big words and act lyrical Make me get spiritual Make me believe in miracles, Buddhist monks and Cap'n Crunch cereal Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday Bottle service, head service, I came in first place The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty cheek The pop community, I mean these bitches come with union fee And I want two of these, moving units through consumer streets Then my shoe released, she was kicking in gratuity And yeah G, I was all for it She said K Lamar, you kind of dumb to be a poet I'mma put you on game for the lames that don't know they're a rookie Instagram is the best way to promote some pussy Friday night tryna make it into the city Breakneck speeds, passenger seat something pretty Thinking back to how I got here in the first place Second class bitches wouldn't let me on first base A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds And the Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs Got pussy from beats I did for niggas more famous When did I become A list? I wasn't even on a list Strippers get invited to where they only get hired When I get on my Steve Jobs, somebody gon' get fired I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired And 3 Stacks, man, you preach it to the choir Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries For all my niggas with babies by bitches That use they kids as meal tickets Not knowing the disconnect from the father The next generation will be the real victims I can't fault 'em really I remember Amber told my boy no matter what happens she ain't going back to Philly Back to our regularly scheduled programmin' Of weak content and slow jammin' But don't worry, this one's so jammin' You know it, L.A., it's so jammin' I be thinkin' every day Mulholland Drive, need to put up some god damn barricades I be paranoid every time The pressure, the problem ain't I be drivin' The problem is I be textin' My psychiatrist got kids that I inspired First song they played for me was 'bout their friend that just died Textin' and drivin' down Mulholland Drive That's why I'd rather take the 405 I be worried 'bout my daughter, I be worried 'bout Kim But Saint is baby 'Ye, I ain't worried 'bout him I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents What I'm supposed to do? Ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints? Every agent I know, know I hate agents I'm too black, I'm too vocal, I'm too flagrant Something smellin' like shit, that's the new fragrance It's just me, I do it my way, bitch Some days I'm in my Yeezys, some days I'm in my Vans If I knew y'all made plans I wouldn't have popped the Xans I know some fans who thought I wouldn't rap like this again But the writer's block is over, emcees cancel your plans A 38-year-old 8-year-old with rich nigga problems Tell my wife that I hate the Rolls so I don't never drive it It took 6 months to get the Maybach all matted out And my assistant crashed it soon as they backed it out God damn, got a bald fade, I might slam Pink fur, got Nori dressing like Cam Thank God for me Whole family gettin' money, thank God for E! I love rockin' jewelry, a whole neck full Bitches say he funny and disrespectful I feel like Pablo when I'm workin' on my shoes I feel like Pablo when I see me on the news I feel like Pablo when I'm workin' on my house Tell 'em party's in here, we don't need to go out We need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots Drop-dro-dro-dro-drop it like Robocop She brace herself and hold my stomach, good dick'll do that She keep pushin' me back, good dick'll do that She push me back when the dick go too deep This good dick'll put your ass to sleep Get money, money, money, money Big, big money, money, money, money And as far as real friends, tell all my cousins I love 'em Even the one that stole the laptop, you dirty motherfucker Damn your lips very soft As I turn my Blackberry off And I turn your bathwater on And you turn off your iPhone Careless whispers, eye fuckin', bitin' ass Neck, ears, hair, legs, eating ass Your pussy's too good, I need to crash Your titties, let 'em out, free at last Thank God almighty, they free at last We was up at the party but we was leavin' fast Had to stop at 7-Eleven like I needed gas (Ouh) I'm lyin', I needed condoms, don't look through the glass Chasin' love, all the bittersweet hours lost Eatin' Asian pussy, all I need was sweet and sour sauce Tell your boss you need an extra hour off Get you super wet after we turn the shower off Uh, picked up where we left off Uh, I need you home when I get off Uh, you know I need that wet mouth Uh, I know you need that reptile Uh, she cut from a different textile Uh, she love different kinds of sex now Uh, black girl sippin' white wine Put my fist in her like a civil rights sign And grabbed it with a slight grind And held it 'til the right time Then she came like AAAAAHHH! Bitch I'm back out my coma Wakin' up on your sofa When I park my Range Rover Slightly scratch your Corolla Okay, I smashed your Corolla I'm hangin' on a hangover Five years we been over Ask me why I came over One more hit and I can own ya One more fuck and I can own ya One cold night in October Pussy had me floatin' Feel like Deepak Chopra Pussy had me dead Might call 2Pac over Yeezy's all on your sofa These the Red Octobers Still ain't learn me no manners You love me when I ain't sober You love me when I'm hungover Even when I blow doja Then her auntie came over Skinny bitch with no shoulders Tellin' you that I'm bogus Bitch you don't even know us "Baby girl, he's a loner Baby girl, he's a loner Late-night organ donor After that, he disown ya After that he's just hopeless Soul mates become soulless When it's over it's over" And bitch, I'm back out my coma Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I feel so accomplished I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers Herzog and Adidas, man you know they love it If Nike ain't have Drizzy, man they wouldn't have nothin', woo! If Nike ain't have Don C, man they wouldn't have nothin', ooh! But I'm all for the family, tell 'em, "Get your money" Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, they line up for days Nike out here bad, they can't give shit away I stuck to my roots, I'm like Jimmy Fallon I ain't dropped the album but the shoes went platinum (Woo!) Every time I talk they say I'm too aggressive I was out here spazzin', all y'all get the message? On the field I'm over-reckless, on my Odell Beckham 2020, I'ma run the whole election, yah! I've been trending years, y'all a couple days Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised Nike, Nike treat employees just like slaves Gave LeBron a billi' not to run away (Yo!) 10 thousand dollar fur for Nori, I just copped it (Yo!) Your baby daddy won't even take your daughter shoppin' (Yo!) I done wore designers I won't wear again Make 'em niggas famous, they get arrogant Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, this is pure luxury I give 'em Grey Poupon on a DJ Mustard, ah! If you ain't poppin' shit then why you rap for? Haaan? Plus Kimoji just shut down the app store, ah! And we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute Yeah, we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute, ah! Do anybody feel bad for Bill Cosby? Did he forget the names just like Steve Harvey? (Yo!) Tell Adidas that we need a million in production (Yo!) I done told y'all, all I needed was the infrastructure (Boom!) Now we hottest in the streets, it ain't no discussion James Harden, Swaggy P runnin' up the budget (Yoga flame!) Keep the work at my baby mama's mama's house I'm a jerk, you need to work, you need to call my spouse Yeezy, Yeezy, take a picture with me on Rodeo Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I might do my own hotel Couches, couches, couches, couches, which one should I pick? I need extra deep, I like my bitches extra thick (sonic boom!) Every time I see the news, man it bring me home Call up DJ Mano, shout out Twilite Tone We just blessed to be alive, yeah ain't that the truth? So let's celebrate the life of Timbuck2 Timbuck2, Timbuck2 I'm living in that 21st Century, doing something mean to it Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one man should have all that power The clock's ticking, I just count the hours Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the power (21st-Century schizoid man) The system broken, the school is closed, the prison's open We ain't got nothing to lose, motherfucker we rolling Huh? Motherfucker we rolling With some light-skinned girls and some Kelly Rowlands In this white man world, we the ones chosen So goodnight, cruel world, I'll see you in the morning Huh? I'll see you in the morning This is way too much, I need a moment Fuck SNL and the whole cast Tell them Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass More specifically they can kiss my asshole I'm an asshole? You niggas got jokes You short-minded niggas thoughts is Napoleon My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goalies in And I embody every characteristic of the egotistic He knows, he's so fucking gifted I just needed time alone with my own thoughts Got treasures in my mind but couldn't open up my own vault My childlike creativity, purity and honesty Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts Reality is catching up with me Taking my inner child, I'm fighting for custody With these responsibilities that they entrusted me As I look down at my diamond encrusted piece Thinking Colin Powells, Austin Powers Lost in translation with a whole fucking nation They say I was the abomination of Obama's nation Well that's a pretty bad way to start the conversation At the end of the day, god damn it I'm killing this shit I know damn well y'all feeling this shit I don't need your pussy, bitch, I'm on my own dick I ain't gotta power trip, who you going home with? How Ye doing? I'm surviving I was drinking earlier, now I'm driving Where the bad bitches, huh? Where you hiding? I got the power to make your life so exciting Dinner with Anna Wintour, racing with Anja Rubik I told you motherfuckers it was more than the music In the projects one day, to Project Runway We done heard all that loud-ass talking, we're used to it I'm from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up Might even kill somebody and YouTube it To whoever think their words affect me is too stupid And if you can do it better than me, then you do it! We flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news! Don't talk about style cause I embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you And the whole industry want to fuck your old chick Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz And I'll admit, I had fell in love with Kim Around the same time she had fell in love with him Well that's cool, baby girl, do ya thang Lucky I ain't had Jay drop him from the team La Familia, Roc Nation We in the building, we still keep it basement Flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news Don't talk about style cause I'll embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you GOOD Music, we fresh, we fresh Anything else, we detest, detest Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts All that said, let me ask this question I believe there's a God above me I'm just the God of everything else I put holes in everything else "New God Flow," fuck everything else Supreme dope dealer, write it in bold letters They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella But I was good with the yay as a wholesaler I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer A hot temper, matched with a cold killer I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him Think '99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him, yuugh! Matchin' Daytonas, rose gold on us Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us But since you overdo it, I'ma pour more Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man But the Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman Went from most hated to the champion god flow I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron know I'm living three dreams: Biggie Smalls', Dr. King Rodney King's, uhh, cause Cause we can't get along - no resolution 'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston Cars, money, girls and the clothes Aww man, you sold your soul Naww man, mad people was frontin' Aww man, made somethin' from nothin' Picture workin' so hard, and you can't cut through That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you What has the world come to? I'm from the 312 Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true Like there the god go, in his Murcielago From workin' McDonalds, barely payin' the car note He even got enough, to get his mama a condo Then they ran up and shot him, right in front of his mom 40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street Welcome to Sunday service, if you hope to someday serve us We got green in our eye
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2018.11.05 10:06 AzurasTsar Every Rap Song Ever

Let the suicide doors up I threw suicides on the tour bus I threw suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I'm fly to death I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit Tell 'em give me fifty million or I'ma quit Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-yo-face level Don't do no press but I get the most press kit Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious Somethin' 'bout Mary, she gone off that molly Now the whole party is melted like Dalí Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans She said, "'Ye, can we get married at the mall?" I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all." (Ball so hard) That shit cray, ain't it Jay? What she order, fish filet? "Your whip so cold" – this old thing? Act like you'll ever be around mothafuckas like this again Bougie girl, grab my hand Fuck that bitch; she don't wanna dance Excuse my French, but I'm in France, I'm just sayin' Prince Williams ain't do it right if you ask me 'Cause I was him I would have married Kate and Ashley What's Gucci, my nigga? What's Louis, my killa? What's drugs, my dealer? What's that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say I'm the illest 'Cause I'm suffering from realness Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci My girl a superstar all from a home movie Bow on our arrival - the un-American idols What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel Yeah I'm talking business, we talking CIA I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the other day He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same Except mine tinted and his might have been rented You know white people get money, don't spend it Or maybe they get money, buy a business I rather buy 80 gold chains and go ign'ant I know Spike Lee gon' kill me, but let me finish Blame it on the pigment, we living no limits Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC lives That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse He wasn't really drunk he just had a frew brews Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage Everything I do need a news crew's presence Speedboat swerve, homie watch out for the waves I'm way too black to burn from sun rays So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii About how I could build a new Rome in one day Everytime I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real, got me feeling Israelian Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele - no, that's Brazilian Went through, deep depression when my momma passed Suicide, what kinda talk is that? But I been talking to God for so long That if you look at my life I guess he's talking back Fucking with my clique What you doin' in the club on a Thursday? She say she only here for her girl birthday They ordered champagne but still look thirsty Rock Forever 21 but just turned thirty I know I got a bad reputation Walking-round-always-mad reputation Leave-a-pretty-girl-sad reputation Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation I turnt the nightclub out of the basement I'll turn the plane 'round, your ass keep complainin' How you gon' be mad on vacation? Dutty wining 'round all these Jamaicans Uh, this that prom shit This that what-we-do-don't-tell-your-mom shit This that red-cup-all-on-the-lawn shit Got a fresh cut, straight out the salon, bitch I wanna fuck you hard on the sink After that, give you somethin' to drink Step back, can't get spunk on the mink I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think? Hey, you remember where we first met? Okay, I don't remember where we first met But hey, admittin' is the first step And hey, you know ain't nobody perfect And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep But hey, their backstroke I'm tryna perfect And hey, ayo, we made it: Thanksgivin' So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches? Maybe we could still make it to the church steps But first, you gon' remember how to forget After all these long-ass verses I'm tired, you tired, Jesus wept Coke on her black skin made it stripe like a zebra I call that jungle fever You will not control the threesome Just roll the weed up until I get me some We formed a new religion No sins as long as there's permission And deception is the only felony So never fuck nobody without telling me Sunglasses and Advil Last night was mad real Sun coming up, 5 a.m I wonder if they got cabs still Thinking 'bout the girl in all leopard Who was rubbing the wood like Kiki Shepard Two tattoos: one read "No Apologies" The other said "Love is Cursed by Monogamy" It's something that the pastor don't preach It's something that a teacher can't teach When we die, the money we can't keep But we probably spend it all cause the pain ain't cheap Preach Now if I fuck this model And she just bleached her asshole And I get bleach on my T-shirt I'mma feel like an asshole I was high when I met her We was down in Tribeca She get under your skin if you let her She get under your skin if you-uh I don't even want to talk about it I don't even want to talk about it I don't even want to say nothing Everybody gon' say something I'd be worried if they said nothing Remind me where I know you from? She looking like she owe you some You know just what we want I want to wake up with you in my beautiful morning My momma was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the fairer skin Doin' clothes you would have thought I had help But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself You see it's broke nigga racism That's that "Don't touch anything in the store" And it's rich nigga racism That's that "Come in, please buy more" "What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain? All you blacks want all the same things" Used to only be niggas, now everybody playin' Spendin' everything on Alexander Wang New Slaves I throw these Maybach keys I wear my heart on the sleeve I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves I see the blood on the leaves I see the blood on the leaves I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves They throwin' hate at me Want me to stay at ease Fuck you and your corporation Y'all niggas can't control me I know that we the new slaves I know that we the new slaves I'm 'bout to wild the fuck out I'm goin' Bobby Boucher I know that pussy ain't free You niggas pussy, ain't me Y'all throwin' contracts at me You know that niggas can't read Throw 'em some Maybach keys Fuck it, c'est la vie I know that we the new slaves Y'all niggas can't fuck with me Y'all niggas can't fuck with 'Ye Y'all niggas can't fuck with 'Ye I'll move my family out the country So you can't see where I stay So go and grab the reporters So I can smash their recorders See they'll confuse us with some bullshit Like the New World Order Meanwhile the DEA Teamed up with the CCA They tryna lock niggas up They tryna make new slaves See that's that privately owned prison Get your piece today They prolly all in the Hamptons Braggin' 'bout what they made Fuck you and your Hampton house I'll fuck your Hampton spouse Came on her Hampton blouse And in her Hampton mouth Y'all 'bout to turn shit up I'm 'bout to tear shit down I'm 'bout to air shit out Now what the fuck they gon' say now? I just need to clear my mind now It's been racin' since the summertime Now I'm holdin' down the summer now And all I want is what I can't buy now Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah I told you to wait So I'mma need a little more time now Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah, I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin' me All want something out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We could've been somebody Thought you'd be different 'bout it Now I know you not it So let's get on with it We could've been somebody 'stead you had to tell somebody Let's take it back to the first party When you tried your first molly And came out of your body And came out of your body Running naked down the lobby And you was screamin' that you love me Before the limelight tore ya Before the limelight stole ya Remember we were so young When I would hold you Before the blood on the leaves I know there ain't wrong with me Something strange is happenin' You could've been somebody We could've ugh, we could've been somebody Or was it on the first party When we tried our first molly And came out of our body And came out of our body Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon' lie to the lawyer? It's like I don't even know ya I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia To all my second string bitches, try and get a baby Trying to get a baby, now you talkin' crazy I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay Z He ain't with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin' lazy She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side Gotta keep 'em separated, I call that apartheid Then she said she impregnated, that's the night your heart died Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that That goin' to that owin' money that the court got All in on that alimony, uh, yeah-yeah, she got you homie, yeah 'til death but do your part, unholy matrimony For my theme song (black) My leather black jeans on (black) My by-any-means on Pardon, I'm getting my scream on Enter the kingdom (black) But watch who you bring home They see a black man with a white woman At the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong Middle America packed in (black) Came to see me in my black skin (black) Number one question they're askin' Fuck every question you askin' (black) If I don't get ran out by Catholics (black) Here come some conservative Baptists Claiming I'm overreactin' Like them black kids in Chiraq bitch Stop all that coon shit (black) Early morning cartoon shit (black) This is that goon shit Fuck up your whole afternoon shit I'm aware I'm a wolf Soon as the moon hit I'm aware I'm a king Back out the tomb bitch (black) Black out the room, bitch (black) Stop all that coon shit (black) These niggas ain't doin' shit (black) Them niggas ain't doin' shit Come on homie what happened You niggas ain't breathin', you gaspin' These niggas ain't ready for action Ready-ready for action They smile in my face is what I don't like They steal your whole sound, that's a soundbite The media crucify me like they did Christ They want to find me not breathing like they found Mike A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite But I never hit a woman never in my life I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife' In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice Eating good, vegetarian with the brown rice Girls kissing girls, cause it's hot, right? But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life We hanging out that window it's about to be a Suge night Free Bump J, real nigga for life Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man that nigga nice Shout out to L-E-P, Jay Boogie right? Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? Right?! The best living or dead hands down, huh Less talk, more head right now, huh And my eyes more red than the devil is And I'm about to take it to another level, bitch No matter who you go and get Ain't nobody cold as this Do the rap and the track, triple double no assists And my only focus is staying on some bogus shit Arguing with my older bitch, acting like I owe her shit I heard that people sing raps to give the track pain Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fucking up my money so yeah I had to act sane Chi nigga but these hoes love my accent Chick came up to me and said "This the number to dial If you wanna make your #1 your #2 now" Mix that Goose and Malibu I call it "Malibooyah" Goddamn, Yeezy, how he hit them with a new style? Know that motherfucker well: "What you gonna do now? Whatever I want to do. Gosh! It's cool now" Know I'm gonna do, ah, it's the new now Think you motherfuckers really really need to cool out Cause you'll never get on top of this So mommy, best advice is just to get on top of this Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh? Put the pussy in a sarcophagus Now she claiming that I bruised her esophagus Head of the class and she just won a swallowship I'm living in the future so the present is my past My presence is a present, kiss my ass This Ye, nigga Shoppin' for the winter and it's just May, nigga Ball so hard, man, this shit cray, nigga And you ain't gettin' money 'less you got eight figures For that Jesus piece, man, I've been saved, nigga Just talked to Farrakhan, that's sensei, nigga Told him I've been on ten since the 10th grade, nigga Got a middle finger longer than Dikembe, my nigga, uh I don't let 'em play with me I don't let 'em talk to me no kind of way Uh, they better watch what they say to me Niggas still gettin' popped on the day to day Yeah, I still got the hundred with the small face, nigga Might spend 50 racks on my off day, nigga You a fake Denzel like the Allstate nigga If you run into me, better have Allstate with yah You a Rico Suave nigga Ride 'round listen to Sade, nigga If you ain't with us, you in our way, nigga You an actor, you should be on Broadway, nigga Cause you do shit the broad way, nigga Your bitch got a ass, but my broad way thicker Late for the class, in the hallway, nigga Yeah, the dropout at it as always nigga, as always All day, nigga I could do this all day, boy, I'm finna turn this bitch out They need that Ye in the streets, boy, there's been a mothafuckin' drought Don't really matter what I make, boy, you know I still go wild Like a light skinned slave, boy, we in the mothafuckin' house! Right now, you lookin' real sus right now I swear I've been on this flight like a month right now Stupid niggas gettin' money, Forrest Gump right now Shout-out to Jackie Chan, I need to stunt right now They've been lookin' at the Gram, I've been lookin' at the Grammys Like, huh, that's us right now 24/7, 365 days, everybody gettin' paid Niggas lookin' at me like I'm worth both MJs People saying, "Ye, Ye, take it easy" 20 Gs for the Yeezys off of eBay Niggas do the most and they ain't done shit Only way I can sum it up, sumbitch I told, I told, ay ay, I told you Up in the morning, miss you bad Sorry I ain't called you back Same problem my father had All his time, all he had, all he had In what he dreamed All his cash, market crashed Hurt him bad, people get divorced for that Drops some stacks pops is good Momma pass in Hollywood If you ask, lost my soul Driving fast, lost control Off the road, jaw was broke 'Member we all was broke 'Member I'm coming back I'll be taking all the stacks Soon as they like you make 'em unlike you Cause kissin' people ass is so unlike you The only rapper compared to Michael So here's a few hatin'-ass niggas to fight you And here's a few snake-ass niggas to bite you And I don't even wanna hear 'bout what niggas might do Old niggas mentally still in high school Since the tight jeans they ain't never liked you Pink-ass polos with a fuckin' backpack But everybody know you brought real rap back Nobody had swag, man, we the Rat Pack Virgil, Pyrex, Don C snapback Ibn diamond, Chi-town shinin' Monop' in this bitch again, changed the climate Hop in this bitch again, same thing I'm in Until the day I get struck by lightning I just talked to Jesus He said, "What up, Yeezus?" I said, "Shit I'm chillin' Tryna stack these millions" I know he the most high But I am a close high Mi casa, su casa That's our cosa nostra I am a god I am a god I am a god For all my Southside niggas that know me best I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex Why? I made that bitch famous (God damn) I made that bitch famous For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West If you see 'em in the streets give 'em Kanye's best Why? They mad they ain't famous (God damn) They mad they're still nameless (Talk that talk, man) Her man in the store tryna try his best But he just can't seem to get Kanye fresh But we still hood famous (God damn) Yeah we still hood famous I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin' That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin' She in school to be a real estate agent Last month I helped her with the car payment Young and we alive, whoo! We never gonna die, whoo! I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt Put one up in the sky The sun is in my eyes, whoo! Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo! No matter how hard they try, whoo! We never gonna die Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape van" Uhm, well cutie, I like your bougie booty Come Erykah Badu me, well, let's make a movie Hell, you know my repertoire is like a wrestler I show you the ropes, connect the dots A country girl that love Hollywood Mama used to cook red beans and rice Now it's Denny's, 4 in the morning, spoil your appetite Liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection Smoke in every direction, middle finger pedestrians R&B singers and lesbians, rappers and managers Music and iPhone cameras This shit unanimous for you, it's damaging for you, I think That pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me, I mean He flew you in this motherfucker on first class Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag Now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math? That shit don't add up, you're making him mad as fuck She said she came out here to find an A-list rapper I said baby, spin that round and say the alphabet backwards You're dealing with malpractice, don't kill a good nigga's confidence Just cause he a nerd and you don't know what a condom is The head still good though, the head still good though Make me say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo" Make a nigga say big words and act lyrical Make me get spiritual Make me believe in miracles, Buddhist monks and Cap'n Crunch cereal Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday Bottle service, head service, I came in first place The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty cheek The pop community, I mean these bitches come with union fee And I want two of these, moving units through consumer streets Then my shoe released, she was kicking in gratuity And yeah G, I was all for it She said K Lamar, you kind of dumb to be a poet I'mma put you on game for the lames that don't know they're a rookie Instagram is the best way to promote some pussy Friday night tryna make it into the city Breakneck speeds, passenger seat something pretty Thinking back to how I got here in the first place Second class bitches wouldn't let me on first base A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds And the Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs Got pussy from beats I did for niggas more famous When did I become A list? I wasn't even on a list Strippers get invited to where they only get hired When I get on my Steve Jobs, somebody gon' get fired I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired And 3 Stacks, man, you preach it to the choir Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries For all my niggas with babies by bitches That use they kids as meal tickets Not knowing the disconnect from the father The next generation will be the real victims I can't fault 'em really I remember Amber told my boy no matter what happens she ain't going back to Philly Back to our regularly scheduled programmin' Of weak content and slow jammin' But don't worry, this one's so jammin' You know it, L.A., it's so jammin' I be thinkin' every day Mulholland Drive, need to put up some god damn barricades I be paranoid every time The pressure, the problem ain't I be drivin' The problem is I be textin' My psychiatrist got kids that I inspired First song they played for me was 'bout their friend that just died Textin' and drivin' down Mulholland Drive That's why I'd rather take the 405 I be worried 'bout my daughter, I be worried 'bout Kim But Saint is baby 'Ye, I ain't worried 'bout him I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents What I'm supposed to do? Ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints? Every agent I know, know I hate agents I'm too black, I'm too vocal, I'm too flagrant Something smellin' like shit, that's the new fragrance It's just me, I do it my way, bitch Some days I'm in my Yeezys, some days I'm in my Vans If I knew y'all made plans I wouldn't have popped the Xans I know some fans who thought I wouldn't rap like this again But the writer's block is over, emcees cancel your plans A 38-year-old 8-year-old with rich nigga problems Tell my wife that I hate the Rolls so I don't never drive it It took 6 months to get the Maybach all matted out And my assistant crashed it soon as they backed it out God damn, got a bald fade, I might slam Pink fur, got Nori dressing like Cam Thank God for me Whole family gettin' money, thank God for E! I love rockin' jewelry, a whole neck full Bitches say he funny and disrespectful I feel like Pablo when I'm workin' on my shoes I feel like Pablo when I see me on the news I feel like Pablo when I'm workin' on my house Tell 'em party's in here, we don't need to go out We need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots Drop-dro-dro-dro-drop it like Robocop She brace herself and hold my stomach, good dick'll do that She keep pushin' me back, good dick'll do that She push me back when the dick go too deep This good dick'll put your ass to sleep Get money, money, money, money Big, big money, money, money, money And as far as real friends, tell all my cousins I love 'em Even the one that stole the laptop, you dirty motherfucker Damn your lips very soft As I turn my Blackberry off And I turn your bathwater on And you turn off your iPhone Careless whispers, eye fuckin', bitin' ass Neck, ears, hair, legs, eating ass Your pussy's too good, I need to crash Your titties, let 'em out, free at last Thank God almighty, they free at last We was up at the party but we was leavin' fast Had to stop at 7-Eleven like I needed gas (Ouh) I'm lyin', I needed condoms, don't look through the glass Chasin' love, all the bittersweet hours lost Eatin' Asian pussy, all I need was sweet and sour sauce Tell your boss you need an extra hour off Get you super wet after we turn the shower off Uh, picked up where we left off Uh, I need you home when I get off Uh, you know I need that wet mouth Uh, I know you need that reptile Uh, she cut from a different textile Uh, she love different kinds of sex now Uh, black girl sippin' white wine Put my fist in her like a civil rights sign And grabbed it with a slight grind And held it 'til the right time Then she came like AAAAAHHH! Bitch I'm back out my coma Wakin' up on your sofa When I park my Range Rover Slightly scratch your Corolla Okay, I smashed your Corolla I'm hangin' on a hangover Five years we been over Ask me why I came over One more hit and I can own ya One more fuck and I can own ya One cold night in October Pussy had me floatin' Feel like Deepak Chopra Pussy had me dead Might call 2Pac over Yeezy's all on your sofa These the Red Octobers Still ain't learn me no manners You love me when I ain't sober You love me when I'm hungover Even when I blow doja Then her auntie came over Skinny bitch with no shoulders Tellin' you that I'm bogus Bitch you don't even know us "Baby girl, he's a loner Baby girl, he's a loner Late-night organ donor After that, he disown ya After that he's just hopeless Soul mates become soulless When it's over it's over" And bitch, I'm back out my coma Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I feel so accomplished I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers Herzog and Adidas, man you know they love it If Nike ain't have Drizzy, man they wouldn't have nothin', woo! If Nike ain't have Don C, man they wouldn't have nothin', ooh! But I'm all for the family, tell 'em, "Get your money" Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, they line up for days Nike out here bad, they can't give shit away I stuck to my roots, I'm like Jimmy Fallon I ain't dropped the album but the shoes went platinum (Woo!) Every time I talk they say I'm too aggressive I was out here spazzin', all y'all get the message? On the field I'm over-reckless, on my Odell Beckham 2020, I'ma run the whole election, yah! I've been trending years, y'all a couple days Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised Nike, Nike treat employees just like slaves Gave LeBron a billi' not to run away (Yo!) 10 thousand dollar fur for Nori, I just copped it (Yo!) Your baby daddy won't even take your daughter shoppin' (Yo!) I done wore designers I won't wear again Make 'em niggas famous, they get arrogant Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, this is pure luxury I give 'em Grey Poupon on a DJ Mustard, ah! If you ain't poppin' shit then why you rap for? Haaan? Plus Kimoji just shut down the app store, ah! And we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute Yeah, we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute, ah! Do anybody feel bad for Bill Cosby? Did he forget the names just like Steve Harvey? (Yo!) Tell Adidas that we need a million in production (Yo!) I done told y'all, all I needed was the infrastructure (Boom!) Now we hottest in the streets, it ain't no discussion James Harden, Swaggy P runnin' up the budget (Yoga flame!) Keep the work at my baby mama's mama's house I'm a jerk, you need to work, you need to call my spouse Yeezy, Yeezy, take a picture with me on Rodeo Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I might do my own hotel Couches, couches, couches, couches, which one should I pick? I need extra deep, I like my bitches extra thick (sonic boom!) Every time I see the news, man it bring me home Call up DJ Mano, shout out Twilite Tone We just blessed to be alive, yeah ain't that the truth? So let's celebrate the life of Timbuck2 Timbuck2, Timbuck2 I'm living in that 21st Century, doing something mean to it Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one man should have all that power The clock's ticking, I just count the hours Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the power (21st-Century schizoid man) The system broken, the school is closed, the prison's open We ain't got nothing to lose, motherfucker we rolling Huh? Motherfucker we rolling With some light-skinned girls and some Kelly Rowlands In this white man world, we the ones chosen So goodnight, cruel world, I'll see you in the morning Huh? I'll see you in the morning This is way too much, I need a moment Fuck SNL and the whole cast Tell them Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass More specifically they can kiss my asshole I'm an asshole? You niggas got jokes You short-minded niggas thoughts is Napoleon My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goalies in And I embody every characteristic of the egotistic He knows, he's so fucking gifted I just needed time alone with my own thoughts Got treasures in my mind but couldn't open up my own vault My childlike creativity, purity and honesty Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts Reality is catching up with me Taking my inner child, I'm fighting for custody With these responsibilities that they entrusted me As I look down at my diamond encrusted piece Thinking Colin Powells, Austin Powers Lost in translation with a whole fucking nation They say I was the abomination of Obama's nation Well that's a pretty bad way to start the conversation At the end of the day, god damn it I'm killing this shit I know damn well y'all feeling this shit I don't need your pussy, bitch, I'm on my own dick I ain't gotta power trip, who you going home with? How Ye doing? I'm surviving I was drinking earlier, now I'm driving Where the bad bitches, huh? Where you hiding? I got the power to make your life so exciting Dinner with Anna Wintour, racing with Anja Rubik I told you motherfuckers it was more than the music In the projects one day, to Project Runway We done heard all that loud-ass talking, we're used to it I'm from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up Might even kill somebody and YouTube it To whoever think their words affect me is too stupid And if you can do it better than me, then you do it! We flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news! Don't talk about style cause I embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you And the whole industry want to fuck your old chick Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz And I'll admit, I had fell in love with Kim Around the same time she had fell in love with him Well that's cool, baby girl, do ya thang Lucky I ain't had Jay drop him from the team La Familia, Roc Nation We in the building, we still keep it basement Flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news Don't talk about style cause I'll embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you GOOD Music, we fresh, we fresh Anything else, we detest, detest Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts All that said, let me ask this question I believe there's a God above me I'm just the God of everything else I put holes in everything else "New God Flow," fuck everything else Supreme dope dealer, write it in bold letters They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella But I was good with the yay as a wholesaler I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer A hot temper, matched with a cold killer I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him Think '99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him, yuugh! Matchin' Daytonas, rose gold on us Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us But since you overdo it, I'ma pour more Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man But the Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman Went from most hated to the champion god flow I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron know I'm living three dreams: Biggie Smalls', Dr. King Rodney King's, uhh, cause Cause we can't get along - no resolution 'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston Cars, money, girls and the clothes Aww man, you sold your soul Naww man, mad people was frontin' Aww man, made somethin' from nothin' Picture workin' so hard, and you can't cut through That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you What has the world come to? I'm from the 312 Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true Like there the god go, in his Murcielago From workin' McDonalds, barely payin' the car note He even got enough, to get his mama a condo Then they ran up and shot him, right in front of his mom 40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street Welcome to Sunday service, if you hope to someday serve us We got green in our eye
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2018.04.06 15:07 I_Am_Sticky_Fingaz Sticky Fingaz of Onyx here: does anyone know how to contact a Queens record store owner named William "The Mayor" Pittman?

What's poppin' y'all??
I didn't do a good job on archiving our unused or early versions of songs. Jam Master Jay (RIP) had a ton of them on DATs. I found out from an MTV news article from 2007 that a Queens record store owner by the name of William "The Mayor" Pittman bought Jay's studio and has everything inside. He mentions finding Onyx DATs: http://www.mtv.com/video-clips/336b0m/jam-master-jay-s-studio-an-exclusive-tour
I couldn't find out which record store he owns or I'd call myself. Also that was in 2007 so his store might not even be in business any more. Does anyone here by any chance know how I can find out what record store he owns? Or how to get a hold of him? I can't find shit for him in regards to social media accounts or anything.
Thank y'all!! ;{
Edit: a lot of y'all been asking for some unreleased shit of ours that we've found in the past and we've always released that shit when we found it! Here's some examples:
The unreleased song with Biggie called "Flip Dat Shit": https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1fv3ODq6BQ
The 4 minute version of "Punk motherfukaz" from "All We Got Iz Us" (Jay chopped it down to a 1 minute skit on the album): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vR08-NsIp-0 (unfortunately the only copy we had was Fredro's brother had a cassette deck taping our shit while we worked on it so we only have that one on an old-ass cassette. I would kill for a DAT version!)
Unreleased song called "To All Ya'll Crews, Whatever": https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0w5lOqLoR50 (I just found this on DAT; I gotta upload that version one day)
"Anything Goes": https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ud5d36ma22g (this was gonna be a track on Shut Em Down but we couldn't get sample clearances from The Beatles or Hendrix)
We put our shit all over youtube whenever we find it and this will be the same when we find these!!
Edit 2: Since this is blowin up I should let y'all know that I do have a new album coming out very very soon called "It's About T.I.M.E" (The Illest Man Ever)". It is a concept album like Black Trash was and will have an accompanying movie which I call a D.A.M. (Digital Album Movie). I hope you dudes love it when it drops soon!
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2017.05.13 21:53 squallythebetta Biggie Squalls being the illest

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