It Ain't Hard To Tell Lyrics - Illmatic - Nas

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It ain't hard to tell, I excel then prevail 

The mic is contacted, I attract clientele 

My mic check is life or death, breathing a sniper's breath 

I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps 

Deep like the Shining, sparkle like a diamond 

Sneak a Uzi on the island in my army jacket lining 

Hit the Earth like a comet - invasion! 

Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazing 

Cause in my physical, I can express through song 

Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong 

I drink Moet with Medusa, give her shotguns in hell 

From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell 

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The buddha monk's in your trunk, turn the bass up 

Not stories by Aesop, place your loot up, parties I shoot up 

Nas, I analyze, drop a jewel, inhale from the L 

School a fool well, you feel it like Braille, it ain't hard to tell 

I kick a skill like Shaquille holds a pillAnnotate 

Vocabulary spills I'm Ill plus Matic 

I freak beats, slam it like Iron Sheik 

Jam like a Tec with correct techniques 

So analyze me, surprise me, but can't magnetize me 

Scannin' while you're plannin' ways to sabotage me 

I leave 'em froze like her-on in your nose 

Nas'll rock well, it ain't hard to tell 

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This rhythmatic explosion is what your frame of mind has chosen 

I'll leave your brain stimulated, niggas is frozen 

Speak with criminal slang, begin like a violin 

End like Leviathan, it's deep, well let me try again 

Wisdom be leaking out my grapefruit, troop 

I dominate break loops, giving mics men-e-strual cycles 

Street's disciple, I rock beats that's mega trifle 

And groove even smoother than moves by Villanova 

You're still a soldier, I'm like Sly Stone in Cobra 

Packing like a Rasta in the weed spot, vocals'll squeeze Glocks 

MC's eavesdrop though they need not to sneak 

My poetry's deep, I never fail 

Nas' raps should be locked in a cell, it ain't hard to tell 

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