Album: It Was Written
Verse: Verse 1
Best Line: "MC's are crawling out every hole in the slum/You be alright like blood money in a pimp's cum."
Nas would define his persona through a swirl of imagery, a perfect example of a rapper who understood the writer's rule of show-don't-tell. His girls don't just sniff coke; they do so off "a twenty-cent Andrew Jackson." From the city lights sparking a New York night to the very vehicles (M3's and Kawasakis) his crew rides, each piece of the puzzle paints a provocative picture, before landing the verse with a particularly striking image.