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