Yo, this is Nas, the rebel to America
I load the clips 'til my lips are cra**, cracked
Like a vet buggin out from flashbacks
My raps I shoot at your skull will leave yah sprung
I'm wavin' automatic guns at nuns
Paragraph wizard makin' mics malfunction
I blow the fuse with the style I choose
Science, dropped, my raps are toxic
My voicebox locks and accels like a rocket
Nas a**asinates the Pope with a scope
I mutilate mics 'til my voicebox is broke
Try to battle me and gag for breath
Words I speak is a step beyond d**h
A rapper Charles Manson, I'm just that odd
I'm so strong, long enough to box with God
I throw a pitch at your brain so try and catch it
My thought are bugged, my brains should be put in a straight jacket
I'm nastier than cannibalism
My sharp is a shank in prison, thoughts abrupt, risen
My rap is a ritual of Satan
Though I'm not demonic, my voice is electronic
My brain is deranged
In a metamorphic change, my soundwaves are strange
Many say that I'm propelled to Hell
But I met the Devil and wrecked his brain cell
Police murderer, I love to k** a black cop
Nasty Nas is as deadly as a crack spot