Track 3: "N----s in Paris"
Sounds Like: In many ways, the real intro to Watch the Throne, and not just because of the title drop. Paris exists here solely as a place you're not, a backdrop for the skulk of a beat (by Hit-Boy and Ye) and for Jay and Kanye to lay a swath of luxury across all they survey. There's also a Blades of Glory sample ("No one knows what it means, but it's provocative!), as self-deprecating as things get.
Pros: The final minute, which brought at least one listening-session attendee to an exclamation-point paroxysm. The entire bass frequency exists for this purpose; it's so overpowering you don't even notice the chorus behind it is a tad canned. "You are now watching the throne," raps Ye, stating the obvious; by the time Jay joins in for "I'm definitely in my zone," your attention might as well be locked.
Cons: This is not Kanye's shining moment. The bleary bathroom-stall lines would be lambasted if they turned up on a guest spot instead of amid a golden-covered album event, and Ye doesn't fully recover for several verses. You could argue that the Blades of Glory bit means he's in on it; doesn't help.
Song Winner: Jay, although remove that one verse and it'd be a tossup.
Definitive Self-Aggrandizing Lyric: "I go Michael -- take your pick: Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, game six."