| [00:05.04] | (Right..) (Right..) |
| [00:11.43] | Check me out y'all, Nasty Nas in your area |
| [00:16.97] | About to cause mass hysteria |
| [00:18.92] | |
| [00:20.94] | Before a blunt, I take out my fronts |
| [00:22.93] | Then I start to front, matter of fact, I be on a manhunt |
| [00:26.14] | You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer |
| [00:28.73] | That's like Malcolm X, catchin the Jungle Fever |
| [00:31.31] | King poetic, too much flavor, I'm major |
| [00:33.59] | Atlanta ain't Brave-r, I'll pull a number like a pager |
| [00:36.47] | Cause I'm am ace when I face the bass |
| [00:38.65] | 40-side is the place that is giving me grace |
| [00:41.25] | Now wait, another dose and you might be dead |
| [00:43.76] | And I'm a Nike head, I wear chains that excite the feds |
| [00:46.93] | And ain't a damn thing gonna change |
| [00:48.91] | I'ma performer (?) show the mic warmer was born to gain |
| [00:52.64] | Nas, why did you do it? |
| [00:53.94] | You know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it's halftime |
| [00:57.04] | |
| [00:58.11] | (Right..) It's halftime |
| [01:02.63] | (Right..) Aiyyo it's halftime |
| [01:08.30] | (Right..) It's halftime |
| [01:12.89] | (Right..) Yeah, it's about halftime |
| [01:16.99] | This is how it feel, check it out, how it feel |
| [01:18.22] | |
| [01:18.45] | It's like that, you know it's like that |
| [01:20.22] | I got it hemmed, now you never get the mic back |
| [01:22.91] | When I attack, there ain't an army that could strike back |
| [01:25.43] | So I react never calmly on a hype track |
| [01:28.14] | I set it off with my own rhyme |
| [01:30.67] | Cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for phone time |
| [01:33.71] | I'm max like cassettes, I flex like sex |
| [01:36.17] | In your stereo sets, Nas will catch wreck |
| [01:38.77] | I used to hustle, now all I do is relax and strive |
| [01:41.76] | When I was young, I was a fan of the Jackson 5 |
| [01:44.30] | I drop jewels, wear jewels, hope to never run it |
| [01:47.04] | With more kicks than a baby in a mother's stomach |
| [01:49.51] | Nasty Nas has to rise cause I'm wise |
| [01:51.95] | This is exercise 'til the microphone dies |
| [01:54.57] | Back in eighty-three I was an MC sparking |
| [01:56.89] | But I was too scared to grab the mic's in the park and |
| [01:59.75] | Kick my little raps cause I thought niggaz wouldn't understand |
| [02:02.95] | And now in every jam I'm the fuckin man |
| [02:05.22] | I rap in front of more niggaz than in the slave ships |
| [02:07.89] | I used to watch C.H.I.P.S., now I load glock clips |
| [02:10.33] | I got to have it, I miss Mr. Magic |
| [02:12.73] | Versatile, my style switches like a faggot |
| [02:15.34] | But not bisexual, I'm an intellectual |
| [02:18.05] | Of rap, I'm a professional and that's no question, yo |
| [02:20.95] | These are the lyrics of the man, you can't near it, understand |
| [02:23.57] | Cuz in the streets, I'm well known like the number man |
| [02:26.06] | In my place wit the bass and format |
| [02:28.57] | Explore rap, and tell me Nas ain't all that |
| [02:31.02] | And next time I rhyme, I be foul |
| [02:33.34] | Whenever I freestyle I see trial niggaz say I'm wow |
| [02:36.32] | I hate a rhymebiter's rhyme |
| [02:39.29] | Stay tuned, Nas, soon the real rap comes at halftime |
| [02:39.32] | |
| [02:41.51] | (Right..) It's halftime |
| [02:47.33] | (Right..) Exhale, check it it's halftime |
| [02:51.33] | (Right..) It's halftime |
| [02:52.53] | (Right..) It's real in the field |
| [02:57.13] | Word life, check it |
| [03:02.09] | |
| [03:02.77] | I got it goin on, even flip 'em on this song |
| [03:05.18] | Every afternoon, I kick half the tune |
| [03:07.89] | And in the darkness, I'm heartless like when the NARCs hit |
| [03:10.91] | Word to Marcus Garvey I hardly sparked it |
| [03:13.12] | Cause when I blast the herb, that's my word |
| [03:15.43] | I be slayin them fast, doing this that and the third |
| [03:17.91] | But chill, past to Andre, and let's slay |
| [03:20.53] | I bag bitches up at John Jay, and hit a matinee |
| [03:23.48] | Puttin hits on 5-0 |
| [03:25.59] | Csudr when it's my time to go, I wait for God wit the fo'-fo' |
| [03:28.70] | And biters can't come near |
| [03:30.45] | And yo, go to hell to the foul cop who shot Garcia |
| [03:33.54] | I won't plant seeds, don't need an extra mouth I can't feed |
| [03:36.39] | That's extra Phillie change, more cash for that weed |
| [03:39.23] | This goes out to Manhattan, the island of Staten |
| [03:41.92] | Brooklyn and Queens is livin fat and |
| [03:44.33] | The Boogie Down, enough props, enough clout |
| [03:46.73] | Ill Will, rest in peace, yo, I'm out |
| [03:49.26] | |
| [03:50.26] | (Right..) It's still halftime |
| [03:55.12] | (Right..) To the Queensbridge crew |
| [03:58.74] | To the Queensbridge crew, you know it's halftime |
| [04:00.49] | (Right..) Ninety-two, it's halftime |
| [04:05.53] | (Right..) Yo police, police man, yo let's get ghost |
| [04:09.65] | Halftime.. |
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