Remember when Nas ripped this Desert Storm freestyle??? *shots at jay*

[za'kiss]

"You can't B. I., see I'm eternal, not luck

You get shot up, boxed up, next to the grave

Your flow is one dimensional, your level is second grade

You on top, what? Copying fuck

I said it first, you repeat it

Your false crown covered in dirt, defeated

Ya'll niggas all hail, the King is dead

He running like a bitch with his tail between his legs

"Stillmatic", still eye for an eye, wanna be God

You're just the next rapper to die, fucking with Nas"

I said cot damn! Barred his life away

 

[blackamerica]

Yea I like when Nas used to pop slick shit like this. Rap back then was more competitive

 

[qawshun]

Ahhh the sneak diss he should've had a diss for cam this tough.

 

[water ur seeds]

Yea I like when Nas used to pop slick shit like this. Rap back then was more competitive

Defo, its just overly gangsta and street now, not that it never was but it just seemed more skilled back then... I think Nas was going through some schitt with his ma dukes back then, Im pretty sure I heard he was ready to take it to the streets but their battles where still very lyrical and competitive on wax...

 

[water ur seeds]

"You can't B. I., see I'm eternal, not luck

You get shot up, boxed up, next to the grave

Your flow is one dimensional, your level is second grade

You on top, what? Copying fuck

I said it first, you repeat it

Your false crown covered in dirt, defeated

Ya'll niggas all hail, the King is dead

He running like a bitch with his tail between his legs

"Stillmatic", still eye for an eye, wanna be God

You're just the next rapper to die, fucking with Nas"

I said cot damn! Barred his life away

That verse was tough... This might sound dumb, but I thought it was 'you cant be I' as in you can be 'him'... What the does the B.I stand for???

 

[dalyricalbandit]

Dope

 

[za'kiss]

"You can't B. I., see I'm eternal, not luck

You get shot up, boxed up, next to the grave

Your flow is one dimensional, your level is second grade

You on top, what? Copying fuck

I said it first, you repeat it

Your false crown covered in dirt, defeated

Ya'll niggas all hail, the King is dead

He running like a bitch with his tail between his legs

"Stillmatic", still eye for an eye, wanna be God

You're just the next rapper to die, fucking with Nas"

I said cot damn! Barred his life away

That verse was tough... This might sound dumb, but I thought it was 'you cant be I' as in you can be 'him'... What the does the B.I stand for???

I took it as a double entendre. "You can't be I" and a play on B.I.G., given his attacks on Jay for biting, and that the verse itself is about biting. Could be wrong, but it would help explain why he changed the pronoun.

 

[THE_R_]

THIS KONY SHIT WAS SERIOUS BACK THEN

 

[water ur seeds]

"You can't B. I., see I'm eternal, not luck

You get shot up, boxed up, next to the grave

Your flow is one dimensional, your level is second grade

You on top, what? Copying fuck

I said it first, you repeat it

Your false crown covered in dirt, defeated

Ya'll niggas all hail, the King is dead

He running like a bitch with his tail between his legs

"Stillmatic", still eye for an eye, wanna be God

You're just the next rapper to die, fucking with Nas"

I said cot damn! Barred his life away

That verse was tough... This might sound dumb, but I thought it was 'you cant be I' as in you can be 'him'... What the does the B.I stand for???

I took it as a double entendre. "You can't be I" and a play on B.I.G., given his attacks on Jay for biting, and that the verse itself is about biting. Could be wrong, but it would help explain why he changed the pronoun.

Yeah I leaning towards that too...

 

[illedout]

Yo before Clue? joined the ROC NAS use to bless him with exclusive songs !!


When ya'll niggas fall

And start makin' 800 collect call commercials like Arsenio Hall

I'm on Times Square on New Years with Dick Clark dropping the ball

With Kool and the Gang, doin' my thing

Princess cut chains

I bend bitches like bike frames

My tight game will make Hilary leave Bill quick as lightning

I'll have her wearin' tight jeans

Givin' nice brains in a white Range

Pullin' up to club life, turned her to a thug life dame

I'm saying, you're rolling with Nastradamus

We flowin' to St. Thomas

Jewelry box full of stones so I can change diamonds

Matchin' masterpieces on black sandy beaches

Even the paparazzi tries to peep us

Disguised with dark shades and fake beards

A lucky photographer noticed Tyra Banks here

But I showed the tabloids bogus passports

I told 'em back off before I flip like Castor Troy