Slick Rick

Slick Rick - Me And Nas Bring It To Your Hardest lyrics

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Finally  a change from these fake rap artists
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
 Finally  real niggaz that are Billboard charters
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest

 [Slick Rick]
 Skills provide the shows  also fright the foes
 And when I step into a room  pimps hide they hoes
 "Is that really him?" "Yes  that's his Highness
 and for the last time stop lookin at his fine ass"
 (Y'know!) Homosexuals, smirk, converse and say
 "That nigga box is WORKIN girlfriend!"
 You wanna talk about a fat phrase carrier
 to billionaire white chick jump the race barrier?
 You know a nice girl, but I didn't want a bit of her
 Sayin, "I like your slang what's with the wife, get rid of her"
 Son, Sony talkin Japanese
 with mice like, "Whattup Rick? You can have my cheese kid"
 I am such a heavy hitter
 even chandalier jealous off the patch ice glitter (bling!)
 Rappers walkin round, strappin fearsome, HERE SON
 and remember your rap career's done

 Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
 Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
 Finally, we'll seperate the men from the heartless
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
 Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest

 [Nas]
 Runnin spots, pants leg tucked in my socks
 Puff and lay a spread, order drinks, Henn on the rocks
 Wintertime sport a fox, maybe a sable
 Three-quarter length mink sound right for this occasion
 Heard me John Blazin, see me in gangster flicks
 Life is so amazin, hate to be paperless
 Bill Gate in this, it must be God, I'm not a atheist
 Wanted like kingpins by ATF
 Your girl want my name on her chest
 Me and Rick argue about whose chain is the best
 Gucci boxers, my diet changed from sushi to pastas
 Wear my hat like the late Sinatra's
 Models pop the coochie when the spot us
 Finally rappers you could be proud of, from the Bronx
 to Queensbridge Houses WHAT? If you feel me then holla
 Thug niggaz, who bail be worth a million dollars, what

 Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
 Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
 Finally, we'll seperate the men from the heartless
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
 Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
 [Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest

 Trackmasters.. Def Jam..
 Baby what the deal

 [Rick] Slick Rick, Big Nas yo
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Language: English

Appearing on: The Art of Storytelling (1999)

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