It Ain't Hard to Tell - Live at Webster Hall, NYC - Dec. 17, 2002

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' 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 linin'

Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion

Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazin'

'Cause in my physical I can express through song

Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong

I drink Moët with Medusa, give her shotguns in Hell

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

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 pill

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 magmatize me

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

I leave 'em froze like heroin in your nose

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

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, givin' 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

Packin' like a Rasta in the weed spot

Vocals'll squeeze Glocks

MCs eavesdrop, though they need not to sneak

My poetry's deep, I never fell

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