Nah Jay will be listening to the song during the mixing sessions and Guru will look at him with an awkward stare. Jay will be like "what's up?" Guru "nothing, don't worry about it." Eventually after over a decade of working together Jay will ask "seriously something is bugging you , what is it?" Guru writes on a piece of paper and leaves the studio. Jay walks up to it and turns it over reading the words written in green block capital: Nas murdered you on your own album don't clear this shit. Jay's hands start to tremble, he has flashbacks of touching Nas' head while he was on tour with Large Professor, he takes a deep breath and walks to his spare house in Queensbridge. He phones B and tells her he has a business meeting in Europe. Jay turns on a ipod stereo styled like an old boom box with Nas' discography loaded in. As the tears stream down his face he looks through the window at the bench on the Illmatic cover, his hands leaving condensation marks on its position. He tries to think about other things like how he is going to tell Ye that song isn't going through alas that night his mind had room for only one thought: he let Nas down.