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  • Letra It Ain't Hard To Tell (Remix - Verse 2) de Nas Ranking:
  • * also called "Nas Will Prevail"

    [Verse 1]

    It ain't hard to tell, I excel and prevail

    The mic comes in contact with the third rail

    My raps react, they attack the wack just like a maniac

    With this, see I'm a brainiac

    I call you tattoo, you never come off

    I flip the script with a sawed-off, boss

    A modern Shakespeare - reincarnated

    Brains are elevated, I'm bein R rated

    This style is terror, drastic

    Meltin the plastic, and I eat mics just like acid

    Burn your pen and pads, mics you'll need not

    Cause I be packin like a Rasta in a weed spot

    Hittin your heart with a hollow-tip verbally illin

    Minds minipulated, my raps are nickel-plated

    I execute raps like I'm swingin an axe around

    This is a mic shut down

    Notify the President - that I'm bombin your residence

    and I'm leavin no evidence

    Voice box yells, lyrics will excel

    Rappers gettin smoked, you can smell the hot shells

    Your style is fake snake, well dramatized

    You might as well be a singer but ain't harmonize/harmin-Nas

    Here's the break, I can translate lyrics so well

    I excel, it ain't hard to tell

    It ain't hard to tell..

    [Verse 2]

    I got a case of vocal fever, I'm here to make you a believer

    Nas wrecks the tweeters and recievers

    Lyrics will explode, my brain overloads

    Gimme a Grammy competition is dead just like Sammy

    I leave minds magnetized like slaves

    Your style is old fashion like waves

    Holdin a pistol at a pastor, pullin the trigger faster

    Tell 'em I was sent by his Master

    But that topic's too deep for your ear

    Here's the science you can comprehend clear

    Advanced intellectual, a time bomb speeder

    I'll pull your whole card - just like a palm reader

    Non-stop, I'm bustin heads like the FEDS baby pops

    This is not the +Kindergarten Cop+

    Put on your blindfold, I'ma release and stand tall

    I detonate bombs at the policeman's ball

    This is art from the heart, I leave 'em marked for death

    in each breath in this game I'm the ref

    Already I'm ill but I can only get better

    With lyrics as pretty as a nickel-plated Beretta

    I master dialects, of uncommon languages


  • A black man caught by the Klan couldn't hang with this

    These are proverbs, copy cat attackers

    I'm wanted dead cause I'ma genocide to rappers

    Battlin Nas is dead when my brain reacts

    yYu might as well have fell asleep on a train track

    This ain't the same track that you're used to

    This is rhythmatic automatic, try it you oughta have it

    Slaughter your tape recorder; givin thanks to my supporters

    and keep flowin like water

    No matter the obstacle, Nasty Nas will prevail

    Aiyyo, it ain't hard to tell

    It ain't hard to tell..

    [Verse 3]

    Check it

    I catch wreck with my intellect, suckers are incorrect

    I'm gonna win cause you slept

    on Nas, word is bond, I leave the microphone torn

    False rappers, you need to write your own song

    Metaphors of murder man, hittin like Roberto Duran

    Hold the mic in my hand, my life span

    Imitators will sweat me like gym class

    Your raps are fat Shit, then I'll be Slim Fast

    New rap recruits I salute then delete 'em

    Verbally eat 'em, because my ears don't need 'em

    Nas is a terrorist, analyst

    Swingin my fists like a nigga breakin, posessed by Satan

    You couldn't compete with a beat that was fast or slow

    Brothers is gettin shipped out like I was Castro

    I can eat your flavor but I'm not a candy lover

    I use a +Lethal Weapon+, just like Danny Glover

    Execute monologues, sabotage entourage

    Mutilate mics like a maniac in bars

    I talk with slang, and use my brain

    Generate pain, penetrate your vein

    Move like a maniac, Nas is nice son

    Talk to your concience and hit like Tyson

    No competition, cause I cause wonders

    Nas will battle rappers by the football numbers

    A motor mouth killer, rhyme writin thriller

    Hold a mac-11, and attack a reverand

    Don't sleep cause you might not wake

    I speak deep, dialects I translate

    Queens Prince, commit sins on the regular

    Murder my competitors, and et cetera

    Nas is a gypsy Egyptian

    flippin' the script'n microphone manufacturers are victims

    My voice makes your ear drums swell..

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