Favorite Nas lines for poetry class?(“Nas” the rap artist)?
Feb 10, 2012 | 14 comments
Just list some of your favorite lines/verses/songs.
It’s a poetry class, so do not put any battle or swagger lyrics if you know what I indicate…
It’s ok if it really is obscene.
(I’m performing a report on him and need to have far more verses)
Im the real dill(deal) no pickle — lil wayne
one of my favorite Nas lines is….
“I never sleep because sleep is the cousin of death”
from the song N.Y. State Of MInd
Hate him or love him
For the same reason [Fresh]
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in [Yes]
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero
With more kicks than a baby in a mother’s stomach
Rappers I monkey flip ‘em with the funky rhythm I be kickin/
Musician, inflicting composition/
of pain I’m like Scarface sniffing cocaine/
Holding a M-16, see with the pen I’m extreme/
Now…bullet holes left in my peepholes/
I’m suited up in street clothes, hand me a nine and I’ll defeat foes”
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
Life’s a bitch,but God forbid the bitch divorce me
I take summers off cause i love winter beef
My, 1st, album had no famous guest appearances,
The outcome I’m crowned the best lyricist
Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby’s bein born
Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end
My mic check is life or death, breathin a sniper’s breath
I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps
a thug changes and love changes and best friends become strangers
“My intellect prevails from a hanging cross with nails
I reinforce the frail, with lyrics that’s real”- Memory Lane
“you may say I need the time alone
To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home”- One Love
“A glass of ‘ze make a man Cassius Clay”- The Message
“Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator
Why not? It might’ve saved later from my block”- NY State of Mind 2
“They plan was to knock me out the top of the game
But I overstand they truth is all lame
I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames
Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name”- You’re The Man
“My infinite mind, has no beginin or end
Take out the ink replace the blood of my pen
Thugin again”- I Want It
“I never sleep because sleep is the cousin of death”
“I’m takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, held without a capsule”
i have more but…idk
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined, I think of crime, when I’m in a NY State of Mind
“I Sneak an uzi on the island in my army jacket linen.”
-It aint hard to tell
“My skin is an art gallery right, with paintings of crucifixes hoping to save me from all the dangers in the music business” – Every Ghetto
“I’m drunk by myself gun under the seat
I don’t want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
I’mma ride, to the end of the road, if I have to
Prayin no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand, try to hold it steady
Anything in my way is DEAD, cause that’s the way I feel I am already
When I’m drunk by myself, alone in the zone, drunk by myself”
- Drunk By Myself
“It’s suicidal how I’m smokin so much lye
I saw a dead bird flying through a broken sky
Wish I could flap wings and fly away
To where black kings in Ghana stay”
-You’re Da Man
“Sometimes I can’t help but feel helpless, I’m having daymares in daytime wide awake try to relate
This can’t be happening, like I’m in a dream when I’m walkin’
Cause what I’m seeing is hauntin’
Human beings like ghosts and zombies
President Mugabe holdin guns to innocent bodies in Zimbabwae
They make John Pope seem godly,
Sacreligious and blasphemous”
-Road to Zion
“Reading History, but who’s the authors” – Ghetto Prisoners
“No Revolutionary gets old, or so Im told
You’re left full of bullet holes when you tell the people ‘go free’, oh
Its a matter of days before they try to take me” – Louis Farrakhan
“Assassinations, Diplomatic relations
Killed indigenous people, Built a new nation
Involuntary labor, Took a knife split a woman naval
Took her premature baby, Let her man see you rape her
If I could travel to the 1700′s, I’d push a wheelbarrow full of dynamite
Through your covenant, Love to sit in on the Senate
And tell the whole government
Y’all don’t treat women fair
She read about herself in the bible believing she the reason sin is here
You played her, with an apron
Like, “Bring me my dinner, dear.”
She the n*gger here
Ain’t we in the free world?
Death penalty in Texas kill young boys and girls
Barbarity, I’m in the double-R casualty, bugging how I made it out the hood, dazzle me
How far we really from third world savagery
When the empire falls, imagine how crazy that’ll be” – America
The World Is yours
“The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe “
From Live at the BBQ
“My voicebox locks and excels like a rocket”
From Verbal Intercourse
“Trick my wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son”
From Memory Lane
“Word to Christ, a disciple of streets, trifle on beats
I decipher prophecies through a mic and say peace”
From One Mic (2nd verse)
“All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer – tell God forgive for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, look back
at all the hatred against me, fuck alla them
Jesus died at age 33, there’s thirty-three shots
from twin glocks there’s sixteen apiece, that’s thirty-two
Which means, one of my guns was holdin 17
Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you
Everybody gotta die sometime; hope your funeral
never gets shot up, bullets tear through the innocent
Nothin is fair, niggaz roll up, shootin from wheelchairs
My heart is racin, tastin revenge in the air
I let the shit slide for too many years, too many times
Now I’m strapped with a couple of macs, too many nines
If y’all niggaz really wit me get busy load up the semis
Do more than just hold it explode the clip until you empty
There’s nothin in our way – they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust
Led flyin, feel it? I feel it in my gut
THAT WE TAKE THESE BITCHES TO WAR, LIE ‘EM DOWN
CAUSE WE STRONGER NOW MY NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW!!:
And of course the infamous line from NY State Of Mind
“I never sleep, cuz sleep is the cousin of death”
“true in the game as long as blood is blue in my veins, i pour my heineken brew to my deceased crew on memory lane”
Memory Lane (aint that some shyt? lol)
“you always lose money chasin women, but never lose women chasin money”
Ghetto Rich Remix
“mechanical movement, understandable smooth shyt that murderer’s move with, the thief’s theme…”
The World Is Yours
“this 4 the hood by the corner store, many try many die come at Nas if u want a war, get it blunted”
Got Yourself A Gun
“…you a slave to a page in my rhyme book” – made you look
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