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  • Song Lyrics » S » Slick Rick » Me & Nas Bring It To Your Hardest Lyrics
    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