Random Nas Bars Thread

[lordhonka2]

What if I told you that AZ didnt exist

And I put him there, played it like a ventriloquist

Cause niggaz spit fake shit and y'all respect it

I spit that real shit and y'all won't buy the record

What if me and the rapper homie was really cool

And we used that whole thing as a media tool

would you say I was a sucka or say I was savvy

If I told you motherfucka's that me and K wasnt married

What if Jungle wrote my shit, and I'm really illiterate

And the whole Nas catalogue was just an experiment

What if all this is true though. its not but what if......matrix level shit right there

 

[BobOblah]

It ain't the Truman show

It's the human show

As the FBI agent, at his cubicle

Chews on his pencil eraser

With intents to erase ya

 

[lordhonka2]

It ain't the Truman show

It's the human show

As the FBI agent, at his cubicle

Chews on his pencil eraser

With intents to erase ya

where is this from

 

[MarcusGarvey]

Silk shirts on my chest show what a flirt

Halle Berry blew a kiss at the Barbara Streisand concert

Silk pants colored pink, gators match gangster musical thing

And I'll front like my doo doo don't stink

Instinct like Cuba Gooding steppin out the latest toy

- for years I use to repeat the first two lines when I'd take about Halle Berry. Nothing deep or complex about the line.. just I dunno

 

[MarcusGarvey]

Talk*

 

[MarcusGarvey]

Know how to leave anything in thirty seconds

When you feel the heat, comin and flee with the murder weapon

I'll release one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson

Your flesh turn to maggots, bastards, you past it

Cremate your flesh to ashes

You don't need a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

- Can't forget these bars

 

[rip.dilla]

It ain't the Truman show

It's the human show

As the FBI agent, at his cubicle

Chews on his pencil eraser

With intents to erase ya

where is this from

'Where's The Love': bonus cut off LIG

 

[dalyricalbandit]

"Straight out the fuckin' Dungeons of rap, where fake niggas don't make it back"

 

[5 Grand]

Just for the record, that song "Streets Of New York" by Nas, Alicia Keys and Rakim came out on mixtapes before it was officially released. I remember copping a bunch of mixtapes in 2003 when Sadamm Hussein was still alive and his two sons were dead (It was around the same time the S. Carter mixtape came out because I remember copping them on the same day). That song floated around on mixtapes for a while. In fact, I never new that it ever got released, but it was definately, unquestionably before they caught and killed Sadamm Hussein.

 

[illedout]

Was classified as the bastard who died

Rumors say I came back alive with an axe

And attacked niggas actin' like Nas

My passion is to capitalize

Come through my hood you get jacked for your ride

Catch you from the passengers side

My words turn the sea red

Like the eyes of a weed head

Ya'll peep my led then hide like Easter eggs

I ride 'till the beef is dead, caskets dropped

Your soul go further up than astronauts

I talk it and live it

 

[Listencloser]

It ain't the Truman show

It's the human show

As the FBI agent, at his cubicle

Chews on his pencil eraser

With intents to erase ya

Since we doing bonus throwaways

"I never sleep never tire, keep a freak I tie up.

She never speak she quiet, so I can think, conspire."

Goat of multi's

 

[Listencloser]

"Bitches left me cause they thought i was finished,

Should have knew she wasnt true, she came to me when her man caught a sentence."

 

[supergangster]

Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold

I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe

When I’m deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast

to conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets

Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun

Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son

Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly

I’m grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me

while, funny style niggaz roll in the pile

Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker’s Isle

Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the

pretty things in life, props is a true thug’s wife

It’s like a cycle, niggaz come home, some’ll go in

Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again

From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable

Guns salute life, rapidly, that’s the ritual

 

[supergangster]

Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born

Same time my man is murdered

 

[illedout]

I have no time to give you guidance

Barely have any fuck time either

Hefner minded like I think you're fine, but

I seen the finest women that ever came out a beaver

Mind reader, can tell she vegan or not when I meet her

Or if she insecure, most are

If she's mixed, a possible psycho alert goes off

Not a judge cause a judge dont wear no draws, yet he allows

Everything to go to your spouse when you end your vows

My tax bracket, not enough blacks have it

Who should I date --

Project chick or Cuban actress?

A White chick, they might flip talking that Blackness

Should only attract Black shit, I'm an ass magnet

If you mad at that

You'll be mad forever

Never played you

I prayed we would stay together

Wished it'd last forever, know what I mean

Heard you tear a rose from the roots, the rose screams

 

[MarcusGarvey]

Yo Every time I turn around niggas shot, niggas stabbed

When tonight's pregnant girls struggling to get a cab

Fiends lurkin', D's searchin', pat pockets

Kids put to bed duck they heads from gats poppin'

Queensbridge slingers hoppin' out Benzes

Don status, dope fiends got syringes

Poppin' out their arm scratching

I remember park jams

Gazelles, perfect wave, shell Adidas

Smellin' reefer way before purple haze

Private stock peer nigga with ill walks like Mark Clare

Hats tilted wild niggas lickin' shots in the air

 

[ericb4prez]

It prolly been posted but

From the womb to the tomb presume the unpredictable

 

[onetoughmiracle]

Spread my name to deacons

Politicians while they speaking

Rebel to America's civilization caught you sleeping

 

[onetoughmiracle]

Hold it right there pull over

That nigga right there inside the Rover

I knew he'd be right here, I told you

Let's get him now, look at him smile, ice Bulova

Polo pullover, big links and rocking boulders

He's stunting, after he left my man like that

Without a fair chance to fight back, but I'll be right back

 

[NothingButTheTruth]

When you make a girl leave a man

You never really know where she stands

How you know she really yours?

Somebody could do the same to you