"once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and, I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin."

"The government watchin all of those who thuggin it/They wanna lock us up cause they kids are lovin it"

"One for the money, two for pussy and foreign cars/Three for Alize niggas deceased or behind bars"

"I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggaz, then I be dissin a unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie Jungle survivor, fuck who's the liver My man put the battery in my back, a differencem from Energizer Sentence begins indented.. with formality My duration's infinite, moneywise or physiology Poetry, that's a part of me, retardedly bop I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop, straight off the block I reminisce on park jams, my man was shot for his sheep coat Childhood lesson make me see him drop in my weed smoke It's real, grew up in trife life, did times or white lines The hype vice, murderous nighttimes, and knife fights invite crimes Chill on the block with Cog-nac, hold strap with my peeps that's into drug money, market into rap No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler, I guess that means peace For niggaz no sheisty vice to just snipe ya Start off the dice-rollin mats for craps to cee-lo With sidebets, I roll a deuce, nothin below (Peace God!) Peace God -- now the shit is explained I'm takin niggaz on a trip straight through memory lane It's like that y'all .. it's like that y'all .. it's like that y'all"

"Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined / I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind"

"Instead of saying fuck tomorrow, that buck that bought a bottle could have struck the lotto."

"The smooth criminal on beat breaks/Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes"

"Life's a bitch but god-forbid the bitch divorce me."

"I Got So Many Rhymes I Don't Think I'm Too Sane... Life Is Parallel To Hell But I Must Maintain && 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 && the Stuff That I Write, Is Even Tougher Than Dikes"

"'It ain't hard to tell/ I excel then prevail/ The mic is contacted I attract clientele/ My mic check is life or death, breathin' the sniper's breath/ I exhale the yellow smoke of buddah through righteous steps./ Deep like 'The Shining,' sparkle like a diamond/ Sneak an uzi on the island in my army jacket lining/ Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion/ Nas is like the afro-centric asian: half-man, half-amazin.'"

"I never sleep, coz sleep is the cousin of death."

"I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' / give me a Smith and Wesson, I'll have n*ggas undressin'"

"I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty years of blessing / The essence of adolescent leaves my body now I'm fresh in"

"Visualizin' the realism of life and actuality / Fuck who's the baddest, a person's status depends on salary"

"Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella / Moet drinkin', marijuana smokin' street dweller"

"the rhymes I write are even tougher then dykes"