The scorecard
7.8/10 · Great
- Writing25%
- 8.5
- Production25%
- 8.0
- Delivery15%
- 7.5
- Cohesion15%
- 6.5
- Originality10%
- 7.5
- Replay value10%
- 8.0
Nas sharpens his pen into a switchblade: "I Gave You Power" rewrites the gangsta narrative from the gun's view, "The Message" stacks body imagery into a war report, "The Set Up" turns revenge into chess moves.
Trackmasters build cinematic beats that balance street grit with radio polish; DJ Premier's jazzy noir on "I Gave You Power," Dr. Dre's funk on "Nas Is Coming," and Havoc's bleakness on "The Set Up" prove the range works.
Nas smooths his flow for hooks and choruses without losing the technical skill; the mafioso persona sits comfortably on most tracks but occasionally feels like a costume rather than second skin.
The Escobar concept holds for two-thirds of the runtime before the album loses focus with standalone tracks that don't serve the narrative, a sagging middle stretch, and a back half that collapses into filler across seventy-one minutes that needed tighter editing.
Nas follows Raekwon's mafioso blueprint but makes it his own by keeping Queensbridge specificity; the gun-as-narrator conceit on "I Gave You Power" was genuinely new and inspired Tupac's "Me and My Girlfriend."
The singles and posse cuts have held up for nearly three decades; weaker moments like "Suspect" and the second "Street Dreams" become skipable over time, but the peaks remain essential.
Nas It Was Written — The Crossroads Where the Purist Sold a Million
The argument against It Was Written begins with money and ends with Illmatic. Nas left Columbia's offices in 1995 broke enough to borrow clothes for an awards show, watched Biggie and Puff Daddy own the stage, and hired a manager who told him to stop rapping for the heads and start rapping for the charts. Trackmasters replaced the basement and the mafioso alias replaced the project poet. The album that followed moved 270,000 copies in a week, debuted at number one, and went triple platinum. It also split Nas's fanbase into two camps that have been arguing for twenty-eight years: the ones who wanted Illmatic twice and the ones who understood that lightning does not work that way.
The thesis here is that It Was Written is not the compromise it was accused of being in 1996, but a successful expansion that only stumbles when it forgets what made the expansion worth attempting. Nas did not abandon the writing that named him; he applied it to bigger canvases with glossier frames. The best songs here match anything on the debut for craft and exceed it for ambition. The weakest songs are the ones that chase radio trends Nas had no business chasing. What sits between those poles is a very good album that became Nas's commercial peak and his first step into the shadow of his own landmark record.
From Queensbridge Realism to Escobar Fantasy
The production split the fanbase before anyone heard a verse. Trackmasters handled ten of the fourteen main tracks, smoothing the jazz loops and basement grime of Illmatic into funk grooves and R&B hooks built for car systems and mixshows. The sound was closer to G-funk than boom bap, relying on sampled basslines and polished drums that left space for choruses designed to stick. DJ Premier contributed one track, where falling piano notes and stuttering drums create a noir that belongs to a different album. Dr. Dre brought West Coast funk to one feature. Havoc of Mobb Deep produced two tracks with the bleak percussion that defined mid-90s New York street rap. The album sounds expensive in a way Illmatic deliberately did not, and that was the point.
Nas writes better here than the consensus allows. The opener begins with a body in the hallway and builds a war report where every image cuts: the blood, the guns, the retaliation. The gun perspective track narrates from the perspective of a weapon and turns the gangsta rap prop into a tragic character. The revenge plot is mapped with the clarity of a screenplay. The posse cut puts Nas, AZ, Foxy Brown and Cormega on a heist track with mob-movie strings and lets each rapper claim a verse. The writing on those songs is as specific and layered as anything on the debut. The difference is the persona. Nas Escobar is a character, not a reporter, and the mafioso fantasy distances him from the Queensbridge realism that made Illmatic urgent. When the fantasy works, it gives Nas room to imagine power instead of documenting powerlessness. When it does not, it reads like dress-up.
The album's reach for mainstream success produces its most obvious flaws. The Lauryn Hill collaboration pairs them over a Whodini sample and builds a utopian fantasy that is moving in concept and awkward in execution: the idealism does not fit the album's cold pragmatism. One track addresses the struggle of Black women with real empathy but leans too hard on Joel Hailey's R&B crooning. The Eurythmics interpolation builds a cautionary tale about drug money and works as a single but feels calculated. The sequencing does not help. The album peaks early, sags in the middle, and ends with a second version that adds nothing. At seventy-one minutes, the album is ten minutes too long and three songs too many.
The Arc That Peaks Too Early and Loses the Plot
The album front-loads its strongest material and never recovers the momentum. The opening track sets the tone with a verse that feels like a Scorsese tracking shot, all blood and consequence. By the sixth track, the album has already spent its best ideas. The middle stretch holds the line with strong posse cuts and narrative songs, but two tracks break the mafioso thread without replacing it with anything sharper. The utopian anthem is a great song in the wrong album, clashing with the cynicism surrounding it.
The back half collapses into filler. Two late-album tracks are competent but forgettable. The cassette version and the bonus verse on the expanded edition feel like outtakes included to pad the runtime. The album needed to end earlier or cut four tracks and tighten the arc. What remains is a record that announces its thesis in the first twenty minutes and spends the next fifty struggling to sustain it.
The Album That Proved Nas Could Sell Without Forgetting How to Rap
It Was Written ranks third in the Nas catalog behind Illmatic and Stillmatic, ahead of everything else. It is the sound of a great rapper learning to work at scale without losing his pen, and the proof that the move toward the mainstream was not a sellout but a calculated risk that mostly paid off. The weakest songs here are better than the worst moments on I Am… or Street's Disciple, and the peaks are high enough to justify the album's reputation as a classic in its own right. Illmatic is the better album by every measure that matters to purists. It Was Written is the one that made Nas a star and built the mafioso lane for a generation of rappers who followed.
The album works best for listeners who do not need every Nas project to be Illmatic and who can appreciate sharp writing in a shinier package. It does not work for anyone allergic to R&B hooks or anyone looking for the raw urgency of the debut. Start with "The Message," "I Gave You Power" and "Affirmative Action." Skip "Suspect" and the second "Street Dreams." If those three tracks prove that Nas can write at this level with Trackmasters behind him, run the full album and decide whether the filler is worth the peaks. If you want more mafioso concept work, play Raekwon's Only Built 4 Cuban Linx next; if you want Nas at his hungriest again, jump to Stillmatic. It Was Written is not the album that defines Nas, but it is the one that proved he could define more than one sound.
Track by track
Track Listing
Album Intro
SolidA slave rebellion over Sam Cooke's "A Change Is Gonna Come" sets the mafioso concept in motion with a historical weight the rest of the album does not quite earn. The intro works as scene-setting but promises a thematic ambition that only a few tracks deliver.
The Message
StandoutOne of the most visually precise songs in Nas's catalog, a bloody narrative that opens with a body in the hallway and builds outward into war. The Trackmasters beat is cinematic without softening the violence, and Nas writes every image with the clarity of a crime scene photo. The title nods to Grandmaster Flash and the lineage matters: this is street reporting elevated to art. The first verse alone justifies the album's existence.
Street Dreams
SolidThe Eurythmics interpolation is obvious but effective, and the song works as a cautionary tale about drug money and the cost of ambition. The bass is smooth, the drums are frail, and the hook is built for radio. It is competent commercial rap with enough writing to keep it from feeling disposable, but it does not reach the level of the album's best material.
I Gave You Power
StandoutDJ Premier's jazz-noir production and Nas's gun-as-narrator concept make this the album's most daring moment. The gun laments its own use, wishes it could rust in peace, and mourns the lives it has taken. The idea inspired Tupac's "Me and My Girlfriend" and has been cited by multiple rappers as a turning point in how narrative perspective works in hip hop. The writing here is as sharp as anything Nas has recorded, and the song stands alone as proof that the move toward mainstream production did not dull his pen.
Watch Dem Niggas
SolidFoxy Brown holds her own on a paranoia track that name-checks Cus D'Amato and Pablo Escobar in the same verse. The beat is tense and the writing is sharp, but the song does not develop the concept beyond the hook. Solid but not essential.
Take It in Blood
StandoutA cold, precise threat over a beat that sounds like it belongs on Illmatic. The writing is strong and the delivery is controlled, but the song arrives after "I Gave You Power" and suffers by proximity. It would have been a standout on a weaker album.
Nas Is Coming
SolidDr. Dre's West Coast funk meets Nas's East Coast precision on a track that was controversial for crossing the coastal divide during the peak of the rivalry. The opening skit has Nas and Dre dismissing the beef as media noise, and the song itself is a competent but unremarkable collaboration. It works as a statement of alliance but not as a great song.
Affirmative Action
StandoutOne of the best posse tracks of the 90s, a heist narrative with mob-movie strings and four rappers operating at the top of their games. Nas, AZ, Foxy Brown and Cormega each take a verse and none of them waste a bar. The beat is lush and menacing, the writing is specific, and the chemistry is undeniable. The Firm never made an album this good.
The Set Up
StandoutHavoc's bleak production and Nas's revenge plot make this a standout. The writing is precise, the sequencing is clear, and the song builds tension without wasting a verse. One of the album's strongest narrative tracks, proof that Nas could work with Mobb Deep's sound and match their bleakness without losing his own voice.
Black Girl Lost
SolidA sympathetic portrait of Black women navigating exploitation and poverty, named after a Donald Goines novel. The writing is empathetic and specific, but Joel Hailey's R&B vocals push the song too far toward crossover territory. The concept deserved a harder track.
Suspect
WeakFiller. The beat is fine and the writing is competent, but the song has no reason to exist on an album this long. Skip it.
Shootouts
SolidA serviceable street track with Al Green samples and competent writing, but it arrives too late in the album to matter. The sequencing does it no favors.
Live Nigga Rap
SolidNas and Mobb Deep freestyle over Havoc's hard, gloomy percussion. The chemistry is real and the verses are sharp, but the song feels like a bonus track that made the main album by mistake. Worth hearing once for the Mobb Deep feature, but not essential.
If I Ruled the World (Imagine That)
StandoutA utopian fantasy with Lauryn Hill on the hook and Nas imagining a world where he opens every cell in Attica and sends the freed to Africa. The idealism is genuine and the Whodini sample is warm, but the song does not fit the mafioso album surrounding it. It works as a single and as a statement of ambition, but it breaks the album's cold pragmatism. Still, the hook is undeniable and the writing is strong enough to justify the tonal shift.
Silent Murder
WeakA cassette bonus track that sounds like an outtake. Competent but unnecessary.
Street Dreams
WeakThe bonus verse version adds nothing to the original. Filler designed to pad the expanded edition.




