Lyrics:

Hardcore to the Game feat. Nas
No Came
Mind Made Up Institution

Verse 1 Nas

Nas again8x

Nasty with ill effects
I'm the team
Y'all are just the bench
You may wanna watch me
You need to sit
I suggest you start listening to me
Need some hints
I've been inventing fresh rhymes in the game
The world is yours, everything else Nas has changed
Life is a bitch, Nas it's second name
I'm hardcore, failure is nothing I afford
I'm powerful, The pen is mightier than the sword
Your lyrics sound content, I mean do you want something
You sound like you don't have it
Nas, it ain't hard to tell
American success like Barack and Michelle
Nas was the hero
The album's name was untitled
The best album a year ago
A hip hop bible, Nas is real talk
That's why the game stands tall
I've done better by myself
I'm the single greatest rapper of all Time, ask XXL
Nas picture a real image of the streets
I'm been charged for stealing verses
Every rhyme is a felony
Powerful wordplay, Complex rhymes
If you are referring to hip-hop
The real rap starts at half-time
Street Dreams were made Nas
Who else could write these rhymes
I've traveled through hip hop
Even when I died
It takes a lot to be the boss
And no one can take my pride
But if Jesus could be tempted and betrayed
I can do it all my life like Diana Ross
I am God's Son, hang me on the cross

Chorus
I'm hardcore to the game, nigga8x

Nas-Verse 2

Rhymes, words
No way to beat me
Mute intimidation
No way to greet me
I'm on the highway
Don't cross the limits I made
Lifes gives you lemons
Nas is lemonade
I'm taking it to the streets
It's an 8th Avenue Shuffle
When you face me
I'm a doctor, I have what the game needs
My mind is a store
People come to me and want more
Illmatic, Stillmatic
God's son, could I let down
You'd have to Cease my lungs
I'm sarcastic, ouch
And distasteful
My lyrics will Debase you
I'm This rhythmatic explosion, is what your frame of mind has chosen
I'll leave your brain stimulated, niggaz 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-straul cycles
Street's disciple, I rock beats that's mega trifle
And groovy but 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, MC's eavesdrop
Though they need not to sneak
My poetry's deep, I never fell
Nas's raps should be locked in a cell
It ain't hard to tell

Chorus
I'm hardcore to the game, nigga8x

No Came

Thinks for those facts
But truth told
You ain't all that
I'm Lebron James
To Jordan come back
I'm 23, small forward
Point forward
That's the routine
The hardest to beat
I'm a first person shooter
Anyone have a strategy for me
Na, I'm not helpless
Great on the mic, I can't help it
Even if I wanted to, I'm a bad man
Invincible
Known as a cold case
An accident, no mistake
You want to identify a suspect
I'm the question you don't get
You better get some evidence
Before you challenge my excellence
I'm down for money
Respect how I make it
I'm the grandest stage of em' fall
From the balcony they want to see me fall
Am I finished, where do I start
I'm an insult to humanity
If I start to use profanity
Keep your hopes up
Because I'm so much
Talking about sex, lies, and murder
Hip hop has been burdened

Chorus4x
I'm hardcore to the game, nigga8x

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