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Since when has Nas been a gangsta rapper?!

18 August 2007 30 views 5 Comments

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Bill O’Reilly has made a living off of vilifying every and anything that doesn’t fit into the “extremist” Republican ethos. This time he’s found a way to label Nas, of all rappers, as a villainous, gun-toting thug. I would go into a spirited tirade explaining exactly how I feel about this. But the folks over at the Smoking Section summed it up better than I ever could.

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  • Woof The Phonocator said:

    I’m tired of these extremist @$$holes who use artist who have done no wrong as scapegoats to support their own agendas. The same way rock stars have been belittled by the media and republicans and polititians for supposed satanic worship and lyrics. Rappers are the newest scapegoats for these people, and by calling Nas a gangster rapper only goes to show how out of touch these people realy are. What’s next? Blaming Common for the increase in teenage abortions? Every so-called reporter on fox news, cnn or any of these tabloid new channels ned a reality check..and thats word

    # 19 August 2007 at 7:24 pm
  • Bare Arms said:

    Well to answer the question…Since forever, like the womb. He did drivebys on his mom kidneys while he was in there…you aint know?

    # 19 August 2007 at 9:33 pm
  • Shawn Lee said:

    lmao. I forgot he shot his way out his mom dukes.

    # 19 August 2007 at 10:24 pm
  • Miss Mikelah said:

    Fuck Bill O’Reilly!!!!

    # 21 August 2007 at 3:26 pm
  • Gangstas Go Home said:

    Nice intelligent response above & nice lyrics below -

    Nas - Gangsta Tears

    [Chorus 2X: Nas]
    (I’m cryin gangsta tears) Only if you could feel my pain
    (I’m cryin gangsta tears) Only if I could show you
    (I’m cryin gangsta tears) Only if you was in this game
    (I’m cryin gangsta tears) You’d feel the whirlwind blow you

    [Nas]
    My daily dose is ferocious
    I smoke dope, just as strong as opium
    Hopin I’m close to just breakin frustration;
    speakin on podiums
    Facin this cold world head-on, dead on arrivals
    Young black, poor education guns crack
    The gang violence done that
    Nighttime, the guns blow, streets got snitches
    dealers, bitches, killers and blunt smoke, clubs open
    Benzes, Jeeps, dubs pokin out tires
    Thugs with heat, pay security, to let them slide in
    Huh, I’m at the corner driftin, sippin, Cognac
    To’ back, know dat soldiers is packin no secret
    Though I’m broken hearted women done left me hopeless in darkness
    Smokin, driftin in sickness, stand by oceans watch the sun glisten
    I’m so-searchin, I’m so-hurtin
    What happens when money don’t make you happy
    I wish this on no person
    Ate at the classy places, made all my fashion statements
    I got no friends I’m lonely, don’t want no pity save it

    # 30 August 2007 at 7:38 pm

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