Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh
I call this the unauthorized biography of Nas, y′all
This that real hip-hop, uhTurn me up, this that real hip-hop
Yeah, this that real hip-hop
Again, I said, this that real hip-hop
Turn me up, this that real hip-hop
Yo, this that real hip-hop, uh
Let's go, man, yo
Time is Illmatic in Queensbridge, all prodigies wreak havoc
Yo, you ever seen Nas rapping
It was fantastic, like Olu Dara jazz classics
Nasty Nas with a chipped tooth, uh
You rocked the crowd, live at the barbecue
You was a kid, how′d you come up with such rhymes
Everybody knew, after that, it was your time
Illmatic dropped in 94, it was GOAT time
Outshined the greatest rappers, even in their Prime
It wasn't hard to tell, you rock well
The source said, five mics, you blew up the scale
Everybody want you to repeat it
That's like asking for another Billie Jean or Beat It, uh
You didn′t let that phase you, you came back with
It was written, more albums, more prolific
Street dreams are made of these
If I ruled the world, I′d free all of these, uh
Throughout the 90s, you dominated
That prepared you for the '01 situation
Jay dropped the blueprint, and we all loved it
Thought it was the end for Nastradamus
You and Jay beef got so dramatic
So you dropped Ether, proved you Sillmatic
Streets Disciple loved how you quote the Bible
Told us hip-hop was dead, but we loved the idols
As a lyricist, never seen nobody like you
And to this day, we all trying to be like you
In 05, you married Kelis
Y′all was a great couple, hate we had to see y'all break up
But I′m sure y'all good now
You didn′t let the internet break you down
I remember when you dropped Daughters, yeah
Made us all wanna be fathers, yeah
I made my daughter my EP on my latest CD
I got that from you and your daughter Destiny
Shout out to your son, Knight, he was born to be one
How your games won, white 740 Beamer
And we thought you soon hang it up
But you had something up your sleeve
King's Disease, you and Hit-Boy made magic
Got your first Grammy off another classic
And you still going right back at it
Yeah, proving that time is Stillmatic
Yeah, this for Nas, y'all
The truest poet, greatest lyricist of all time
Best storyteller, thug narrator, his style′s greater
We appreciate your life, man, how you inspired us
This has been the unauthorized biography of Nas
We love you, man, one love
Yeah, shout out Nasir, Nas Jones
Rest in peace to his wonderful mother
Shout out to his brother, the whole Queensbridge
Yeah, Nas, y′all
Mass Appeal, shout out y'all
Hip-hop, hip-hop
It′s that real hip-hop
