O'reilly Directly Comments On Nas

[Brother Blue Collar]

The on-going drama between Nas and news personality Bill O'Rilley turns another page as the broadcaster speaks his mind about Hip-Hop, but directly at artist this time.

“As you may have heard, that guy [Nas] is accusing Fox News of being a racist organization. This from a person that makes a living peddling the ‘n word’ and violent lyrics to his target audience of children and young adults,” O’Reilly stated last night on his show the O’Reilly Factor. “He is a real champ.”

“The good news is that very few media have given him attention and those who did don’t deserve your attention, they are corrupt,”

“Nas had an obvious agenda. His new album is a bomb, a disaster, a catastrophe, and he desperately wants attention”

“Two years ago his last album sold 355,000 copies his first week and this time only 187,000 copies. Not good. I hope I’m not a racist for pointing that out.”


bill got at nas with that man.

[so serious]

Yeah that was a little unecnessary Bill, real talk. But you gotta understand people look at rappers like jokes, cause they kinda are. How can Nas talk about peace an equality when he made 'Shoot Em Up' I mean real talk.

[doesnotexist]

Is Nas is a joke, what possible word is suitable for bill

[Marv.]

lol did he say kool aid drinking followers?

[so serious]

I didn't say Nas was a joke, but he's a hypocrit, its the same reason why it's hard for anyone to believe Tookie Williams is a peaceful man.

[doesnotexist]

Well yea could argue he's a hypocrit, but you could argue that for anyone on Earth. How many of us haven't done things or said things that conflict with something we did or said before that? DOn't think nas is some hyge hypocrit more then anyone else.

[so serious]

But to the extent that rappers due it? No other people in the media preach violence and destructive shit to youth or ANYONE like rappers do, and thats real talk, no bullshit. Thats why it's hard for anyone even minority leaders to take rappers serious on an intellectual level, an Nas needs to understand that, no matter how sincere the man is.

[doesnotexist]

Nas doesn't preach violence...

[RXL]

Nas doesn't preach violence...

but bill does =)
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[so serious]

I wouldn't say thats preaching violence, maybe being annoyed with your job. So swearing is violence? Nas does preach violence. I can find several songs talking about murdering people.

[Caesar Augustus]

I wouldn't say thats preaching violence, maybe being annoyed with your job. So swearing is violence? Nas does preach violence. I can find several songs talking about murdering people.

and I'm sure 90% of those songs have a story to go along with it.

[so serious]

[Nas]
One 44, two 45's
3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives
500 Benz, 6 reasons why
This kid should die
We shootin every motherfucker outside
Pulled on his block, jumped out the car, guns in our hand
At the same time everybody ran
There that nigga go, hiding in the crowd
Let the trigger blow, 7 shots now he lying on the ground
Blood on the floor
Then we shot some more
Niggas he was with
2 niggas hit, one nigga fell
One tryed to run, go get him son
Make sure he's done before we bail, i aint trying to goto jail
Must handle beef, code of the street
Load up the heat, if these nigga think they could fuck around
Real niggas do real things
By all means, niggas knowin how we get down.. It goes......

Chorus (4X)
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what..
(whispering)
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder

[Nas]
Driving through the roads, Suburban Chevrolet
6 tinted windows, and I'm on my way
To get up with my hoes, I pull up to they house
Not a freak to be heard, nobody came out
Ringin the bell, where in the hell
Could they be at, I'm about to leave
Steppin' slow, where my truck was at
Who the fuck is that?
Could it be a jack?
Now pull my strap, it's my man
And we have the same plan
There them bitches go
Civic '94, looking funny though
Open up the car door, funny smile
Fuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy
"Nas this is Sherri, Sherri this is Nas, and his man. Ready?"
Walked in the house, snatched off they clothes
Ran through them hoes
Plenty ice, that they all seemed to like
Can't find my man, heard a blam blam
Now I'm wonderin, "In this scam, do I even stand a chance?"
He killed the hoes, took all they dough
Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky
Comin down the stairs
Now he wantin mine, reachin for my nine
Aiming with our guns at each others face, at the same time
my nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whispering
"Put your gun down, we can skip town"
Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat
Lift off his chain
Took his shit, emptied out close range...

Chorus (4X)
(3rd time there is no whispering of:
"kill kill kill, murder murder muder.)


[Chorus]
(I) Fuck with your soul like ether
(Will) Teach you the king you know you
(Not) "God's son" across the belly
(Lose) I prove you lost already

Brace yourself for the main event
Y'all impatiently waiting
It's like an AIDS test, what's the results?
Not positive, who's the best? Pac, Nas and Big
Ain't no best, East, West, North, South, flossed out, greedy
I embrace y'all with napalm
Blows up, no guts, left chest, face gone
How could Nas be garbage?
Semi-autos at your cartilage
Burner at the side of your dome, come outta my throne
I got this, locked since '9-1
I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't influenced
Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas
With Hawaiian Sophie fame, kept my name in his music
Check it

[Chorus]

[talking]
Ay yo, pass me the weed, pour my ashes out on these niggas man (no doubt)
Ay, y'all faggots, y'all kneel and kiss the fucking ring

[Chorus]

I've been fucked over, left for dead, dissed and forgotten
Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten
Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave (uh)
Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face
Y'all some "well wishers," friendly acting, envy hiding snakes
With your hands out for my money, man, how much can I take?
When these streets keep calling, heard it when I was sleep
That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted beef
Started cocking up my weapon, slowly loading up this ammo
To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can handle
This for dolo and it's manuscript, just sound stupid
When KRS already made an album called Blueprint
First, Biggie's ya man, then you got the nerve to say that you better than Big
Dick sucking lips, why not you let the late, great veteran live

[talking]
(I...will...not...lose)
"God's son" across the belly, I prove you lost already
The king is back, where my crown at?
(Ill...will) Ill Will rest in peace, let's do it niggas

[Chorus]

Y'all niggas deal with emotions like bitches
What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my brother
You traded your soul for riches
My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous
And now I smile like a proud dad, watching his only son that made it
You seem to be only concerned with dissing women
Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly?
Well life is hard, hug me, don't reject me
Or make records to disrespect me, blatent or indirectly
In '88 you was getting chased through your building
Calling my crib and I ain't even give you my numbers
All I did was gave you a style for you to run with
Smiling in my face, glad to break bread with the god
Wearing Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars
No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case
Just Hawaiian shirts, hanging with little Chase
You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan
I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate class
You Tae-bo hoe, tryna' work it out, you tryna' get brolic?
Ask me if I'm tryna' kick knowledge
Nah, I'm tryna' kick the shit you need to learn though
That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow
Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy?
Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he's Puffy
Rockefeller died of AIDS, that was the end of his chapter
And that's the guy y'all chose to name your company after?
Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas
And now y'all try to take my spot, fellas?
Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas
In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas
Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her puss
What you think, you getting girls now 'cause of your looks?
Ne-gro please
You no mustache having, with whiskers like a rat
Compared to Beans you wack
And your man stabbed Un and made you take the blame
You ass, went from Jaz to hanging with Caine, to Herb, to Big
And, Eminem murdered you on your own shit
You a dick-riding faggot, you love the attention
Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons
Ha, R-O-C get gunned up and clapped quick
J.J. Evans get gunned up and clapped quick
Your whole damn record label gunned up and clapped quick
Shawn Carter to Jay-Z, damn you on Jaz dick
So little shorty's getting gunned up and clapped quick
How much of Biggie's rhymes is gonna come out your fat lips?
Wanted to be on every last one of my classics
You pop shit, apologize, nigga, just ask Kiss

[Baxter D. Wall]

Olbemann was talking about this last night.



I swear, half of that show is just him destroying O'Reilly's credibility.

[Caesar Augustus]

Olbemann was talking about this last night.



I swear, half of that show is just him destroying O'Reilly's credibility.

I love Countdown I watch that shit almost every night unless they hav a guest host.

And To Rican, if Nas is a hypocrite whats O'reilly? I mean this man says "X" is destroying the democracy, then encourages voters to go poll in elections for someone they don't want to win and is the "more defeat-able opponent" so his party could win like that's not destroying the democratic process as well.

[so serious]

Who the fuck is "X". If X is Obama, you obviously don't watch the show. I watch the show, just to hear the other side talk shit, I rarely hear O'Reilly talk shit upon anyone who has positive images, an rappers dont, point blank. Maybe besides a Lupe Fiasco.