[00:05.70] Da da da da da[00:09.15] Da da da da da (yeah!)[00:10.71] Da da da da da[00:11.04] Da da da da da (yeah!)[00:15.24] It ain't hard to tell, I excel, then prevail[00:18.51] The mic is contacted, I attract clientele[00:21.12] My mic check is life or death, breathin a sniper's breath[00:23.79] I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps[00:26.58]Deep like The ****ingin', sparkle like a diamond[00:28.80] Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket linin[00:31.47] Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion[00:33.72] Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazin[00:36.75] Cause in my physical, I can express through song[00:39.18] Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong[00:41.76] I drank Moet with Medusa, give her shotguns in hell[00:44.37] From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell[00:47.76] [Chorus][00:57.36] The buddha monk's in your trunk, turn the bass up[00:59.64] Not stories by Aesop, place your loot up, parties I shoot up[01:02.88]Nas, I sexyze, drop a jew-el, inhale from the L[01:05.91] School a fool well, you feel it like braille[01:08.01] It ain't hard to tell, I kick a skill like Shaquille holds a pill[01:11.34] Vocabulary spills I'm +Ill+[01:13.11] plus +Matic+, I freak beats slam it like Iron *****ek[01:15.96] Jam like a tech with correct techniques[01:18.18]So sexyze me, surprise me, but can't magmatize me[01:21.21] Scannin while you're plannin ways to sabotage me[01:24.09] I leave em froze like her-on in your nose[01:26.31] Nas'll rock well, it ain't hard to tell[01:28.95] [Chorus][01:48.84] This rhythmatic explosion, is what your frame of mind has chosen[01:52.53]I'll leave your brain stimulated, niggaz is frozen[01:55.05] Speak with criminal slang, begin like a violin[01:57.90] End like Leviathan, it's deep well let me try again[02:00.51] Wisdom be leakin out my grapefruit troop[02:02.64] I dominate break loops, givin mics men-e-straul cycles[02:05.46] Street's disciple, I rock beats that's mega trifle[02:08.16] And groovy but smoother than moves by Villanova[02:10.71] You're still a soldier, I'm like Sly Stone in Cobra[02:13.38]Packin like a rasta in the shit spot[02:15.42] Vocals'll squeeze glocks, MC's eavesdrop[02:17.61] Though they need not to sneak[02:19.11] My poetry's deep, I never fell[02:21.03] Nas's raps should be locked in a cell[02:23.16] It ain't hard to tell[02:24.36] [Chorus]