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July 21, 2008
NAS IS MY HERO!
NAS WIT HIS WIFEY KELIS MAKING THEIR STATEMENT!
Yes Nas is my HERO...that joint goes so damn hard and you know I am freaking loving it. My homegirl Danzy, our music expert, turned me on to the song and well I haven't stop playing it yet. You gots to respect Nas as a lyricist and a man. Standing up and even having the audacity in many people's eyes to try and title his album one of the most controversial words in America - NIGGER! We can say it here cuz well this is my shit and I do what I wanna. Anyway eventually Nas did end up having to suck it up and leave the album untitled but not without telling y'all how he feels about it and not without dropping one of the hottest albums I have heard in a minute. ALL MY HIP HOP HEADS STAND UP and all you WANKSTERS...go cop NAS's new album and learn something. Trust me, it is that fire!
For now though, my favorite song is HERO produced by my boy Polow Da Don. Polow is also doing his thing and getting that money for real...who would have ever thought the sexy dude from Jim Crow and the Shawty Swing My Way video would be producing damn near every hot ass track out now. I did...I always knew it was something special about his fine ass...keep holding it down for the A-Town! Back to Nasty Nas...here is the Hero video and also read my favorite lyrics below...he killed it.
HERO VIDEO
MY FAVORITE LYRICS IN THE SONG, HERO by Nas!
Young, rich, and flashy
Young, bitch, I'm nasty
All black clothes til ice lay on me so classy
And every time I close my lids
I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams that my niqqas ain't never lived to see
Tell them angels open the door for me
From nine berettas and moving raw
To chilling in wine cellars
Sticks and humidors
That's what I call mature
That's what I call a g
That's what I call a pimp
That's what I call a gangsta
To the fullest, sh!t
I try to make more cream
By every September 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more clean, as I grow yearly
I can see things more clearly
That's why they fear me
This universal apartheid
I'm hog-tied, the corporate side
Blocking y'all from going to stores and buying it
First L.A. and Doug Morris was riding wit it
But Newsweek article startled big wigs
They said, Nas, why is he trying it?
My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning
Forgetting - Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel
They can't sing what's in their soul
So untitled it is
I never change nothin'
But people remember this
If Nas can't say it, think about these talented kids
With new ideas being told what they can and can't spit
I can't sit and watch it
So, sh!t, I'ma drop it
Like it or not
You ain't gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio
Cups of Don Julio
No matter what the CD called
I'm unbeatable, y'all
HELL YEAH!
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