King's Disease II

EPMD 2

Nas

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[Chorus: Nas]

EPMD, we back in business^✦

I visualize^✦ what it is, not what it isn't

We at the mafia^✦ table next to the kitchen^✦

Eatin'^✦ Michelin^✦ Stars, countin'^✦ a million^✦

[Verse 3: Nas & Eminem]

Dun! I let it go for the family,^✦ meetin's at Cote in Miami^✦

Them wine bottles on maggie, extra^✦ large

Feet up at Mets Stadium at my restaurant

Tied in from AZ to Dave East

You know my thoughts get crazy^✦

My teachers, they couldn't grade me

I know some Haitians in Dade County,^✦ got choppers in Haiti^✦

She booked^✦ a flight to Colombia, made her body^✦ amazin'^✦

Just to post it on Tumblr, this that "fuck up the summer"^✦ shit

I don't care what you comin'^✦ with, me and Hit-Boy^✦ runnin'^✦ shit (Runnin'^✦ shit)

Big gold, rope chains, but they flooded^✦ now (Yeah, flooded^✦ now)

Pull up with the Ghost like a haunted^✦ house (Haunted^✦ house)

She gettin'^✦ scary,^✦ blood on my hands like Carrie

Might walk through a cemetery to see where hip-hop^✦ is buried^✦

I said it was dead, but it faked^✦ its death like Machiavelli

You see letters in red splatter, look like sauce and spaghetti

(Yeah, ready?)^✦

[Verse 4: Eminem]

EPMD, we're back in business^✦ (What?)

Livin'^✦ in cramped conditions, will give you ammunition^✦

I stock those shelves,^✦ I got those shells like Taco^✦ Bell and I'm not gon' fail

I got no L's (Noels) like Christmas, you don't wanna^✦ make the claws (Claus) come out (Nah)

Y'all should call yourselves^✦ Santa^✦ (Why?) 'cause none of y'all are real (Nah)

Not a 'single one' (Like what?), like a dollar^✦ bill (Yeah)

Just like your bitch in appellate court, she's on a pill (Appeal)^✦

We got her a 'bond' and she'll

Never^✦ 'bail' on me (Bail on me), not even^✦ outta^✦ jail (Haha,^✦ jail)

EPMD, but me, I gots no chill (Ch-chill)

Just a lotta^✦ skrill

Lady,^✦ my paper's so crazy,^✦ I just tossed^✦ a mil' out the window^✦ of my mobile^✦

On the fuckin'^✦ freeway on the way here (Yeah)

Like Rudolph and his homies^✦ when they pullin'^✦ the sleigh, yeah

That's a lot of bucks flyin' when I'm makin'^✦ it rain, dear

Green on me but no weed, shorty,^✦ just these, darling

A pocket^✦ full of pills, some are Tylenol 3s, prolly^✦ two or three Molly^✦

So some are E (Summary),^✦ which reminds me of "Rap Summary,"^✦ mami^✦

My theme song, me and "P" always^✦ used^✦ to play that shit on repeat^✦ all day

So please call me "Big Daddy"^✦ (Daddy)^✦

Plus I got the Kane (Cane) and "Lean On Me" (Yeah)

MCs, I'm eatin'^✦ you B-I-T-C-H's like tortilla chips

Me, I'm free of debt, yeah, green is on Chia Pet (Woo)

This is the effects of my old neighborhood misery^✦ index

Poverty at its peak, OCD and PTSD, I guess

R.I.P. out to DMX, Stezo^✦ E and Nipsey^✦

Ecstasy and Prince Markie Dee, MF DOOM, I hit 50 via text

Told him that I love him 'cause I don't even^✦ know when I'ma^✦ see him next (Nah)

Tomorrow could be your death (Bring that beat back)

Yeah, and this shit ain't for the faint

'Cause the brain's illa^✦ trained killer,^✦ danger,^✦ deranged

And I drank all the DayQuil (Yeah) I blank on the paper^✦

Then wait 'til the page fill up (What?)

Hate spiller, shameful the strength of a pain pill or tranq'

I just pray for the day when I'm able to say that I'm placed^✦ with the greats

And my name's^✦ with the Kane's^✦ and the Wayne's,^✦ and the Jay's and the Dre's

And the Ye's, and the Drake's^✦ and the J Dilla's,^✦ Jada's,^✦ Cool J's

And the Ra's and amazin'^✦ as Nas is, and praise to the Gods of this

Shout to the golden^✦ age of Hip-Hop^✦ and the name of this song is

[Chorus: Nas]

EPMD, we back in business^✦

I visualize^✦ what it is, not what it isn't

We at the mafia^✦ table next to the kitchen^✦

Eatin'^✦ Michelin^✦ Stars, countin'^✦ a million^✦

Technical Breakdown

8.6

Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres7.5

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm9.0

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity7.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control8.5

Performance and control

Computed Score8.62

Production

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Critic Analysis

RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

Nas utilizes his signature 'luxury-mafia' narrative structure to bridge generational gaps, relying on cadence-driven internal rhyme density rather than high-density complex metaphors.

9.5

Multisyllabic

9.5

Internal Rhymes

Cadence / Flow

Vocabulary

7.5

Wordplay

8.5

Delivery

Multisyllabic internal rhyme chainsVowel assonanceCultural allusionsSelf-referential imagery

Rhyme Architecture: A complex, dense AAAA/BBBB scheme built on heavy internal rhymes, primarily utilizing feminine rhymes at the end of bars ('Miami/maggie/masterclass/Escobar/restaurant'), keeping the flow fluid despite the lack of strict end-rhyme consistency.

Verified Doubles & Entendres

"faked its death like Machiavelli"

① Reference to Tupac Shakur's Makaveli alter-ego and the conspiracy theories regarding his death.② A meta-commentary on the state of Hip-Hop as a genre, suggesting its perceived death was merely a tactical withdrawal or rebranding.

"blood on my hands like Carrie"

① Literal imagery of violence or excess.② Literary allusion to the Stephen King novel 'Carrie', referencing the prom scene where the protagonist is covered in blood.

Commanding vocal presence

Elite rhythm placement

Seamless blending of aspirational imagery and street vernacular

High-density internal rhyme patterns

Occasional filler lines to maintain the rhyme cadence

Linear narrative lacks complex subtext compared to his mid-90s work

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