"Halftime" as written by Nasir Jones, Gary Byrd, Arthur Terence Galt Mcdermot, James Rado and Gerome Ragni....
Check me out y'all, Nasty Nas in your area
About to cause mass hysteria

Before a blunt, I take out my fronts
Then I start to front, matter of fact, I be on a manhunt
You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer
That's like Malcolm X catching the Jungle Fever
King poetic, too much flavor, I'm major
Atlanta and braver, I pull a number like a pager
Cause I'm am ace when I face the bass
40 side is the place that is giving me grace
Now wait, another dose and you might be dead
And I'm a Nike head, I wear chains that excite the feds
And ain't' a damn thing gonna change
I'm a perform a strange show the mic wonder was born the game?
Nas, why did you do it
You know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it's halftime

It's halftime

It's like that, you know it's like that
I got at him, now you never get the mic back
When I attack, there ain't an army that could strike back
So I react never calmly on a hype track
I set it off wit my own rhyme
Cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for phone time
I'm max like cassettes, I flex like sex
In your stereo sets, Nas will catch wreck
I used to hustle, now all I do is relax and strive
When I was young, I was a fan of the Jackson 5
I drop jewels, wear jewels to never run it
Wit more kicks than a baby in a mother's stomach
Nasty Nas has to rise, kid, surprise
This is exercise til the microphone dies
Back in '83, I was an MC sparking
But I was too scared to grab the mic's in the park and
Kick my little raps 'cause I thought niggas wouldn't understand
And now in every jam I'm the fucking man
I rap in front of more niggas than in the slave ships
I used to watch C.H.I.P.S, now I load glock clips
I got to have it, I miss Mr Magic
Versatile, my style switches like a fagot
But not a bisexual, I'm an intellectual
Of rap, I'm a professional and that's no question, yo
These are the lyrics of the man, you can't near it, understand
'cause in the streets, I'm well known like the number man
In my place wit the bass and format
Explore rap and tell me Nas ain't all that
And next time I rhyme, I be fouled whenever I freestyle
I see trial niggas say I'm wow
I hate a rhyme biter's rhyme
Stay tuned, Nas, soon the real rap comes at halftime

It's halftime

I got it going on, even flip 'em on this song
Every afternoon, I kick half the tune
And in the darkness, I'm heartless like when the narcs hit
Word to Marcus Garvey or heartless Sparkton
'cause when I blast the herb, that's my word
I be slaying them fast, doing this, that in the third
But chill, past the entree and let's lay
I bag bitches up at John Jay and hit a matinee
Putting hits on 5-0
Cause when it's my time to go, I wait for God wit the fo-fo
And biters can't come near
And yo, go to hell to the foul cop who shot Garcia
I won't plant seeds, don't need an extra mouth I can't feed
That's extra Phillie change, more cash for that weed
This goes out to Manhattan, the island of Staten
Brooklyn, Queens is living fat and
The Boogie Down, enough props, enough clout
I'll will, rest in peace, yo, I'm out

It's still halftime


Lyrics submitted by spliphstar

"Halftime" as written by Gerome Ragni Galt Mac Dermot

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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    General CommentYou gotta be kidding me!!! Definetly Nas' hottest song. Someone else comment
    Foundation4lifeon December 09, 2005   Link
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    General CommentHaha. I'll comment. I love this song lol. It shows how "ill" Nas, and this CD is. The entire second verse I was looking for strong, poetic lines and there are so many that i would have to copy and paste the whole damn verse! "More kicks than a baby in a mothers stomach" "Im as ill as a convict who kills for phone time" So i'll leave you guys with this, which to this day stands true, and I actually say to all my friends who are Lil Wayne-Dick-Riders, "Explore rap, and tell me Nas aint all that"
    i_am_who_i_amon November 13, 2007   Link
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    General Comment"I won't plant seeds, don't need an extra mouth I can't feed
    That's extra Phillie change, more cash for that weed"

    damn son
    stp1993on October 01, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThis song is soooo good. These lyrics are amazing. Definitely one of my favourite rap songs.
    ChickenGoujonson March 25, 2009   Link
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    General CommentOne of Nas' best, just him flexing his flow out and putting out mad lines. You don't hear tracks like this anymore.
    Rotageron May 01, 2010   Link
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    General Commentyesssss. real illmatic stylings. one of his most underrated tunes. the flow is fucking HYPE.
    StadiumSoulon December 14, 2010   Link

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