@@brynelanham3205 I was his personal ghostwriter, I wont argue. You don't have to believe me, but it's true believe it or not. There's unlimited articles. All he does is say that his GHOSTWRITER was his FRIEND!
@@SirRyan31according to Premo, Nas just went and did it. It's why he says "I don't know how to start this", because he had the rhyme written, but hadn't run it through on the beat yet.
This beat is sooooo hard af! Always been one of my most favorite of all time. Gritty, grimy, rugged, cut throat, gangsta, dog eat dog, hostile, every man for himself, wicked, watch yo back, stay strapped, protect yo neck, trust no man, stand alone in the concrete jungle. #nas #queensbridge
Feels like you're involved in a murder mystery. You can feel the air coming up from the sewers, the smell of death in the air. One of the most menacing beats of all time.
@@mcb3167 Lol😂😂 let me help you Holy shit is a duck you better duck while i shoot my shot i always wish my name was Chuck unfortunetly i m fat but i smack feel like i`m Shaq 😂😂😂
I did monitors for Premier at a show in Colorado. Very cool guy, he was very professional and very particular about how likes his stage set up and I was happy to oblige because he was so polite about it. Pete Rock was there but didn't speak a word, Premier definitely ran the show.
***** Go on runnin your mouth, You want a change of pace then, I'll lock you up in my basement, There's no escaping, Your time has run out, You've got beef I'll throw you in the street gutter, Every line can rhyme with each other, My rhymes are phat, like they eat butter, I do this shit for kicks, I don't care if it benefits, When i spit, but you'd better get a grip, And listen to my threats, I'm a UA-cam writer, I'm complex, and I perplex and vex, mate, Imma keep your ass in check in chess, I impress, and invent a meticulous flow, I remain infamous though, Train your mind, To get into this show, My rhyme schemes,and rap bring you to tears, There's a visene for that, It will make you clear headed, and fear fetishes, Here's the medicine, Make your dough and put some lettuce in, Let the dough rise and get big, Save it for your next gig, Don't blow it on hookers, like a sex pig, You're better than that, Keep your head intact, And just relax, I know I suck at rappin, like the Black Eyed Peas, but I can relax my knees, defy critics, like Jesus did the Sadducees, I'm a lower class MC, Livin in a brash city, It's a sad pity, that I never found a launching pad, To put me on the map, but I don't complain, I work a nine to five, It's hard to find the drive, Or a reason that I'm alive, but hey, I'm your friendly UA-cam writer, I lack talent and can only rhyme one syllable, It's pitiful, my minds incarcerated, like a criminal, Why are you so critical, I've just started, and now you've retarded, All progress that I'd made, You should encourage me, And nourish me, I'll make it a sin to hate me, When i create these ryhmes that are scintillating, You should commend this and now listen to this last sentence, Through my trials and tribulations I stay patient and at the end find smiles and liberation And If my shits whack, You can tell me to Get Back, Like I'm Ludicrous, but if my shit's good you can say what did he do to this, beat he rocked the shit, it's demonstrative of his greatness, he'll reach the top of this Rap game, He's that insane.
***** okay im a provoking giant, a walkin' tyrant, causin' tyranny, im like a reaper stealin' your soul n sellin' it to the industry, I got the word play ability, to mind fuck you mentally, grab the scythe and murder you physically, tryna diss me, nah nigga you ain;t got shit when im sync with this melody, ya scheme is horrifically, terrible, I grab my lyrical nine aim it ya temple, then put a needle to ya brain, do you wanna gamble on me bein' insane? cause if you start to scream, slash slice have a nice dream, you talk shit, you get hit, and get lit, by my lyrical beretta, talkin' shit like you cleva', I had your back, but fuck that, you stepped up now you the second to served, like the first, this shit is said and done im one n done, cause you ain't worthy of my presence, bitch im out for dead presidents.
Gears of war, tears of whores, cheers and roars, in the colosseum, after scenes full of gore, see its no different, gladiator mind state, hustlin, the new age means hunger games, instead of stabbin cowards bustin, soon therell be no progression, no trustin, warring samurai period everyone with smith n wessons, to prove skill we still use gentlemen methods, duel to the death cause we desperate
When this came out NYC was still dirty and had that old grime shit - chunks and pieces left over from the Koch era. NYC was still trying to recover from the 1980's. Now when I go back home the blocks look strange, backwards, false, everything is different, new faces in familiar places, the city has a different pace - although still dark in some corners, certain scars about the streets that will never fully heal, no matter how much asphalt, metal and concrete you try to cover it up with. When I look at old pictures from 88-93, NY still had that unique "glaze" to it, that "good noisy stink". "You can try to change my flesh, but my old faded ghosts will still overcast and haunt your deepest memories right through the thin air". ----The City of New York
+Carlos Magno Sam I am, I don't like green eggs and ham, so I stuffed him in a minivan and shipped him to Japan Miracle spiritual lyrical individual (•c•)
[Intro] Yeah, yeah Ayo, Black-it's time, word (Word, it's time, man) It's time, man (Aight, man, begin) Yeah-straight out the fuckin' dungeons of rap Where fake niggas don't make it back I don't know how to start this shit, yo-now; [Verse 1] Rappers; I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin', musician inflictin' composition Of pain, I'm like Scarface sniffin' cocaine Holdin' an M16, see, with the pen I'm extreme Now, bullet holes left in my peepholes I'm suited up with street clothes, hand me a 9 and I'll defeat foes Y'all know my steelo, with or without the airplay I keep some E&J, sittin' bent up in the stairway Or either on the corner bettin' Grants with the cee-lo champs Laughin' at base-heads, tryna sell some broken amps G-packs get off quick, forever niggas talk shit Reminiscin' about the last time the task force flipped Niggas be runnin' through the block shootin' Time to start the revolution, catch a body, head for Houston Once they caught us off-guard, the MAC-10 was in the grass, and I ran like a cheetah, with thoughts of an assassin Picked the MAC up, told brothers "Back up!" - the MAC spit Lead was hittin' niggas, one ran, I made him back-flip Heard a few chicks scream, my arm shook, couldn't look Gave another squeeze, heard it click, "Yo, my shit is stuck!" Tried to cock it, it wouldn't shoot, now I'm in danger Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber So, now I'm jettin' to the buildin' lobby And it was full of children, prob'ly couldn't see as high as I be (So, what you sayin'?) It's like the game ain't the same Got younger niggas pullin' the triggers, bringin' fame to their name And claim some corners, crews without guns are goners In broad daylight, stick-up kids, they run up on us .45’s and gauges, MAC's in fact Same niggas will catch you back-to-back, snatchin' your cracks And black, there was a snitch on the block gettin' niggas knocked So hold your stash 'til the coke price drop I know this crackhead who said she gotta smoke nice rock And if it's good, she'll bring you customers and measuring pots But yo, you gotta slide on a vacation Inside information keeps large niggas erasin' and their wives basin' It drops deep as it does in my breath I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined I think of crime when I'm in a New York State of Mind [Chorus] New York state of mind New York state of mind New York state of mind New York state of mind [Verse 2] Be havin' dreams that I'm a gangsta, drinkin' Moëts, holdin' TEC's Makin' sure the cash came correct, then I stepped Investments in stocks, sewin' up the blocks to sell rocks Winnin' gunfights with mega-cops But just a nigga walkin' with his finger on the trigger Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' Give me a Smith & Wesson, I'll have niggas undressin' Thinkin' of cash flow, Buddha and shelter Whenever frustrated, I'ma hijack Delta In the PJ's, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays Young bitches is grazed, each block is like a maze Full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back Black, I'm livin' where the nights is jet-black The fiends fight to get crack, I just max, I dream I can sit back And lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes I got so many rhymes, I don't think I'm too sane Life is parallel to Hell, but I must maintain And be prosperous, though we live dangerous Cops could just arrest me, blamin' us; we're held like hostages It's only right that I was born to use mics And the stuff that I write is even tougher than dykes I'm takin' rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow My rhymin' is a vitamin held without a capsule The smooth criminal on beat breaks Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes The city never sleeps, full of villains and creeps That's where I learned to do my hustle, had to scuffle with freaks I'm a addict for sneakers, 20's of Buddha and bitches with beepers In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya Inhale deep like the words of my breath I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death I lay puzzled as I backtrack to earlier times Nothing's equivalent to the New York state of mind [Chorus] New York state of mind New York state of mind New York state of mind New York state of mind [Outro: Sample] "Nasty Nas-"
I always sleep, cause I like sleep
Rafat Shareef i never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death
fair enough
That was hilarious!!
I got insomnia
Bars
“Yo I don’t know how to start this shit...”
And thus one of the biggest lies in hip hop was told.
hahahaha that's wild
Nah, he really didn't know how. His ghostwriter, who wrote the shit, knew how to start it tho.
@@rayshonhiggins3285 he doesn’t use ghostwriters there was a whole vice article about it
@@brynelanham3205 I was his personal ghostwriter, I wont argue. You don't have to believe me, but it's true believe it or not. There's unlimited articles. All he does is say that his GHOSTWRITER was his FRIEND!
@@rayshonhiggins3285 you were his personal ghostwriter, yeah sure buddy
And I’m biggie I just faked my death
"Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined, I think of crime, when I'm in a NY state of mind"
@@amarildopires2979 I have mixed feelings about this
@@ch.illmatic u right i was high as fuck
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@@ch.illmatic ??
@@thugliferkps5477 something he said a few months ago, he deleted it tho so I forgot lol
It’s crazy how Nas heard this playing in his headphones and still found a way to give the beat justice in only one take
In one take ??
@@SirRyan31I believe in this...
@@SirRyan31according to Premo, Nas just went and did it. It's why he says "I don't know how to start this", because he had the rhyme written, but hadn't run it through on the beat yet.
@@SirRyan31 yea Premo said it himself
It was quite easy actually
He da son of jazz n blues player remember
The greatest beat ever made. Probably the greatest rap song ever made.
Vito DiGiovanni Facts
Nas is goat status but check out One Be Lo sonogram only album coming close
@L I L B L A R T jokes aside, the gucci gang beat actually slaps tho
@@Djsalvation pls tell me your joking
Nuthin' but a g thang, baby
One of the greatest instrumentals ever. So simple but so Hip Hop.
Sleep is the cousin of death
And death is the cousin of sleep
This comment with that image
@@J2JProductions I'm dead
Cousin is the death of sleep
Sleep is the death of cousin
Fun fact: DJ Premier is the only person with the -official- NY State of Mind instrumental, all others are slightly off or reproductions
This one damn near perfect
subroc jr this one has stronger drums than the original which makes it better to be honest
Mr. Bap tbh I prefer the original
Is that right?
Omar Chavez yes sir
Even if you write to this beat (like I do) you know one simple thing...
The original will NEVER be outdone.
there is some beats that no one can do it better than the original one
Nasty Nas don't gotta do anything to make it legendary no one outduels an original especially against Nas. ;-)
Canibus can outshine him.
Canibus do got some gold punchlines.
Oakland Man Canibus is my favourite rapper like that nigga ain't human.
This beat is sooooo hard af! Always been one of my most favorite of all time. Gritty, grimy, rugged, cut throat, gangsta, dog eat dog, hostile, every man for himself, wicked, watch yo back, stay strapped, protect yo neck, trust no man, stand alone in the concrete jungle. #nas #queensbridge
A cat,
Sat on a mat,
The cat was fat.
OHHHHHH!!!
bars
then the cat came back
but now with a hat
wrote a book n got fat stacks
kill em
jason cormier
the cat protected his new racks
wit two brand new black gats
kept a grenade unda that hat
in case anybody wanna jack
Feels like you're involved in a murder mystery. You can feel the air coming up from the sewers, the smell of death in the air. One of the most menacing beats of all time.
solid, bro
Well said .
Yep
Real
so true
This instrumental sounds like a 70's Cop Show. Atmospheric and moody.👌🏾
Pick an episode of New York Undercover and apply this to the intro right before the theme. 90s 💪🏾
Described it perfectly!!
This damn near the best hip hop instrumental evsr
DJ Premier is the best. Enough said.
This is the most gangsta sounding beat i ever heard
Notorious big - who shot ya
@@ramonpablito9154 hell nah that ain’t even close to this
@@jaqhs1518 many men maybe? Mobb deep shook ones is also a contender
Real muthaphuckkin G's - Eazy e
the next episode
HERES MY VERSE
look theres a duck
holy shit a duck
***** i bet everyone rapping (in the comments) are gonna be badass rappers.
This verse was fire bro
Please duck!
@@mcb3167 Lol😂😂
let me help you
Holy shit is a duck
you better duck
while i shoot my shot
i always wish my name was Chuck
unfortunetly i m fat but i smack
feel like i`m Shaq
😂😂😂
😂🤣, funny
Literally one of the hardest hottest beats in all of hip hop. 1990 till present day.
I did monitors for Premier at a show in Colorado. Very cool guy, he was very professional and very particular about how likes his stage set up and I was happy to oblige because he was so polite about it. Pete Rock was there but didn't speak a word, Premier definitely ran the show.
Honestly one of the best beats in my opinion, simple but so well done.
Damn, dude. Great remake!
Sounds exactly like it. Bass, Drums, Piano, everything!
This beat is so ahead of it's time it sounds fresh in 2022.
The tempo seems so thoughtful. No other playback speed suits like the original one does. Smooth, slow and slick.
Best remake of this beat I've ever heard!! Someone finally got the drums right!!!! Well done
are you still alive?
Dj Premiere = The instrumental's god
Mom: son, what are you doing
Son: *vocabulary practising*
Rappers,rappers everywhere
***** Go on runnin your mouth,
You want a change of pace then,
I'll lock you up in my basement,
There's no escaping, Your time has run out,
You've got beef I'll throw you in the street gutter,
Every line can rhyme with each other,
My rhymes are phat, like they eat butter,
I do this shit for kicks, I don't care if it benefits,
When i spit, but you'd better get a grip,
And listen to my threats, I'm a UA-cam writer,
I'm complex, and I perplex and vex, mate,
Imma keep your ass in check in chess,
I impress, and invent a meticulous flow,
I remain infamous though, Train your mind,
To get into this show, My rhyme schemes,and rap
bring you to tears, There's a visene for that,
It will make you clear headed, and fear fetishes,
Here's the medicine, Make your dough and put some lettuce in,
Let the dough rise and get big, Save it for your next gig,
Don't blow it on hookers, like a sex pig,
You're better than that, Keep your head intact,
And just relax, I know I suck at rappin,
like the Black Eyed Peas, but I can relax my knees,
defy critics, like Jesus did the Sadducees,
I'm a lower class MC, Livin in a brash city,
It's a sad pity, that I never found a launching pad,
To put me on the map, but I don't complain,
I work a nine to five, It's hard to find the drive,
Or a reason that I'm alive, but hey,
I'm your friendly UA-cam writer,
I lack talent and can only rhyme one syllable,
It's pitiful, my minds incarcerated, like a criminal,
Why are you so critical,
I've just started, and now you've retarded,
All progress that I'd made, You should encourage me,
And nourish me, I'll make it a sin to hate me,
When i create these ryhmes that are scintillating,
You should commend this
and now listen to this last sentence,
Through my trials and tribulations
I stay patient and at the end find smiles and liberation
And If my shits whack, You can tell me to Get Back,
Like I'm Ludicrous, but if my shit's good
you can say what did he do to this,
beat he rocked the shit, it's demonstrative
of his greatness, he'll reach the top of this
Rap game, He's that insane.
not enough mc's
***** don't worry I got you
***** okay im a provoking giant, a walkin' tyrant, causin' tyranny, im like a reaper stealin' your soul n sellin' it to the industry, I got the word play ability, to mind fuck you mentally, grab the scythe and murder you physically, tryna diss me, nah nigga you ain;t got shit when im sync with this melody, ya scheme is horrifically, terrible, I grab my lyrical nine aim it ya temple, then put a needle to ya brain, do you wanna gamble on me bein' insane? cause if you start to scream, slash slice have a nice dream, you talk shit, you get hit, and get lit, by my lyrical beretta, talkin' shit like you cleva', I had your back, but fuck that, you stepped up now you the second to served, like the first, this shit is said and done im one n done, cause you ain't worthy of my presence, bitch im out for dead presidents.
Ryan Mendiola nigga u straight suck
Yeah .. yeah
check ... on two ..check one two
boom ...
badabap boom POW!!!!!!
Music Channel fire
Next 2pac for sure
OOOOOHHHHH
Music Channel that shit go hard no cap. Lyrical Genius for real for real
Bars for days
Why do ppl post lyrics about killing people drugs and gangs? You guys don't even live that life. Smfh.
They think it makes them cooler
Premiere Lightskin true
Premiere Lightskin had a kilo in the city of pidgeons, good riddance.
Cause it's that newyork state of mind
+Jingo Jagget Well atleast Marshall had a pretty fucked up childhood and life before he became who he is now.
There's nothing more cringeworthy than UA-cam comment rappers.
+SLSnoX I know rite lololol !!
Gears of war, tears of whores, cheers and roars, in the colosseum, after scenes full of gore, see its no different, gladiator mind state, hustlin, the new age means hunger games, instead of stabbin cowards bustin, soon therell be no progression, no trustin, warring samurai period everyone with smith n wessons, to prove skill we still use gentlemen methods, duel to the death cause we desperate
soundcloud.com/user-340680896/trenches
and filthy frank dickriders who come here to point out that stupid bullshit
SLSnoX
Pretty wince worthy, but some of it is alright.
Impeccable in its Finest Form
“I’m living where the nights is jet black “
really allows you to understand how good the beat is in this song.
Mad respect for Nas
The instrumental lets you hear how fire this beat actually is. Amazing!
one of the greatest hip hop beats everr!!
Hands down the dopest, hardest beat in Hip Hop History! Period!
Hmmm... what's that sound? Tan, TLIN TLIN TLIN TLIN TLIN TLIN TLIN
@@versetylevty946 It is called piano 🤣
Duarte Oliveira still Dre..?
How about shook ones pt. 2, mobb deep?
Frederik Andersen shook ones maybe, still dre no imo
a,b,c,d,e,f,g,h,i,j,k,l,m,n,o,p,q,r,s,t,u,v,w,x,y,z
now I know my abcs next time won't you sing with me
Damn bro. That was dope af. How long did it take you to write that?
That was straight crack! or not ✋💩
Lord Jamar
This beat is just something else 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
never seen a remake like this , keep it up bro !!!
When this came out NYC was still dirty and had that old grime shit - chunks and pieces left over from the Koch era.
NYC was still trying to recover from the 1980's. Now when I go back home the blocks look strange, backwards, false, everything is different, new faces in familiar places, the city has a different pace - although still dark in some corners, certain scars about the streets that will never fully heal, no matter how much asphalt, metal and concrete you try to cover it up with.
When I look at old pictures from 88-93, NY still had that unique "glaze" to it, that "good noisy stink".
"You can try to change my flesh, but my old faded ghosts will still
overcast and haunt your deepest memories right through the thin air". ----The City of New York
that's deep
I mean aren't you happy your city is doing better?
+Kobey Valentine it was pure back then
City's conditions correlate with the rap quality...
Captured the essence wonderfully well done
"And I never sleep, cuz sleep is the cousin of death!"
Damn🔥🔥
one of the hardest beats out there
this is a legendary beat right here
Fuck this beat is so simple but so fucking good
Simplicity is the most effective.
Leave this beat the fuck alone. This beat is the one beat that should never be rapped on if you're not Nas
Sacred beat & it could never be outdone in my opinion
I disagree. Nas inspires me, so i freestyle on this beat
but you won't ever be as great as him nigga
That's right ,dawg
+Carlos Magno Sam I am, I don't like green eggs and ham, so I stuffed him in a minivan and shipped him to Japan
Miracle spiritual lyrical individual (•c•)
can’t believe this is a remake this is incredible
Love this beat, it's got that NYC feel spot on.
Fuck NYC
+John Thomas L
@@johnthomas6717 L
My favourite ever Hip Hop beat.
The greatest beat and song in hip hop
new york alley ways and tagged up subway stations is a perfect pic of this state of mind new york baby!
DJ Premier is legend 🔥
this beat is a legend
Straight out da fuckin dungeons of rap!!!
sounds like the base is poundin harder,I LOVE IT!!!!! DOPE!!!!
it is 2023, and im 45 now. Still blasting in my house, my car and my job!
Crazy how NY State of Mind and The World Is Yours are two of the best beats I've ever heard in my life and they're on the same album. #NastyNas
"I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death."
NAILED IT!!!!
That intro of the beat hhhhh maan❤❤
no way did you remake this, shit mad accurate
I was freestyling to this beat, so clean
Beast groove right there.
Sounds great
Whenever frustrated imma hijack delta
King James you cant say that kinda shit nowadays lol
Sometimes I think I’m going insane
I swear I might hijack a plane!
Life is parallel to hell but I must maintain...
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SR2 vibe all day 🔥
Your such a inspiration. Keep it up.
one of the hardest joints produced
Saints Row main menu?
Yes
GOAT LMAO
Saints row 2
nas top 4 alltime
the best intro of all time
One of the coldest beats ever
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Black-it's time, word (Word, it's time, man)
It's time, man (Aight, man, begin)
Yeah-straight out the fuckin' dungeons of rap
Where fake niggas don't make it back
I don't know how to start this shit, yo-now;
[Verse 1]
Rappers; I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm
I be kickin', musician inflictin' composition
Of pain, I'm like Scarface sniffin' cocaine
Holdin' an M16, see, with the pen I'm extreme
Now, bullet holes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up with street clothes, hand me a 9 and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo, with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin' bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin' Grants with the cee-lo champs
Laughin' at base-heads, tryna sell some broken amps
G-packs get off quick, forever niggas talk shit
Reminiscin' about the last time the task force flipped
Niggas be runnin' through the block shootin'
Time to start the revolution, catch a body, head for Houston
Once they caught us off-guard, the MAC-10 was in the grass, and
I ran like a cheetah, with thoughts of an assassin
Picked the MAC up, told brothers "Back up!" - the MAC spit
Lead was hittin' niggas, one ran, I made him back-flip
Heard a few chicks scream, my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze, heard it click, "Yo, my shit is stuck!"
Tried to cock it, it wouldn't shoot, now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So, now I'm jettin' to the buildin' lobby
And it was full of children, prob'ly couldn't see as high as I be
(So, what you sayin'?) It's like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggas pullin' the triggers, bringin' fame to their name
And claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stick-up kids, they run up on us
.45’s and gauges, MAC's in fact
Same niggas will catch you back-to-back, snatchin' your cracks
And black, there was a snitch on the block gettin' niggas knocked
So hold your stash 'til the coke price drop
I know this crackhead who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good, she'll bring you customers and measuring pots
But yo, you gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggas erasin' and their wives basin'
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York State of Mind
[Chorus]
New York state of mind
New York state of mind
New York state of mind
New York state of mind
[Verse 2]
Be havin' dreams that I'm a gangsta, drinkin' Moëts, holdin' TEC's
Makin' sure the cash came correct, then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewin' up the blocks to sell rocks
Winnin' gunfights with mega-cops
But just a nigga walkin' with his finger on the trigger
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'
Give me a Smith & Wesson, I'll have niggas undressin'
Thinkin' of cash flow, Buddha and shelter
Whenever frustrated, I'ma hijack Delta
In the PJ's, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
Young bitches is grazed, each block is like a maze
Full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back
Black, I'm livin' where the nights is jet-black
The fiends fight to get crack, I just max, I dream I can sit back
And lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes, I don't think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell, but I must maintain
And be prosperous, though we live dangerous
Cops could just arrest me, blamin' us; we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use mics
And the stuff that I write is even tougher than dykes
I'm takin' rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin' is a vitamin held without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villains and creeps
That's where I learned to do my hustle, had to scuffle with freaks
I'm a addict for sneakers, 20's of Buddha and bitches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzled as I backtrack to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent to the New York state of mind
[Chorus]
New York state of mind
New York state of mind
New York state of mind
New York state of mind
[Outro: Sample]
"Nasty Nas-"
why dont you make your own bars instead of re sighting nas
@@krisbrown5471 damn bruh he just put the lyrics in the comments
@@krisbrown5471 Nigga, I tapped to the instrumental and killed it nigga!
rap needs more piano like this!
Such a sick beat
sounds dope!!!
that drumbreak is too iconic
The beat is one of the best hiphop track ever period!!! Premo blessed him on this!!
best remake ever!!
Damn u really got those Drums soundin like the original record, best version on You -Tube, Thanks for Recreating a MasterPiece, Peace
this is the "NewYorkest" beat I ever heard...
when everyone writes their own cheesey ass raps unsteady of the original
Love this one
Played on (NBA All-Star 2015) couldn't get enough.. Sick!
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I commend Nas, but the real OG here is Premo. Another banger from the Dj God.
One of the best Hip Hop beat ever made
Thus is a classic instrumental frfr
STRAIGHT THE FUCKING DUNGEONS OF RAP
I ran like a cheetah
With thoughts of an assassin!
this is dope man.
Damn, the hardest of struggles make the finest of diamonds, Nas is clearly one
nasty nas nasty nasty nasty nas
Yo I'm spitting this one for nas for my mixtape much respect to Nas Sun.
That hip.hop🔥🔥🔥🔥
Its da full instrumental !! ive been lookin 4 1 like dis! thanks!
Without a doubt the greatest hip hop beat ever
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Master.
Only beat in the world that makes ANYONE feel like they can rhyme!!!!!!!!!