One Time 4 Your Mind [Live from the Kennedy Center]
Yeah, it's illmatic, (yeah)
It's illmatic, (yeah!)
It's illmatic
Let's go back a little bit
(One time for your mind, one time)
Yeah, whatever
(One time for your mind, one time)
Ayo, whatever
(One time for your mind, one time)
(Hey yo, Nas, kick that rhyme)
Check check it out
When I'm chilling, I grab the Buddha, get my crew to buy beers
And watch a flick, illin' and root for the villain, huh
Plus, every morning, I go out and love it, sort of chilly
Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for phillies
After being blessed by the herb's essence
I'm back to my rest, ten minutes, some odd seconds
That's where I got the honey at, spends the night for sexing
Cheap lubrication, Magnum protection
Picking up my stereo's remote control, quickly
Ron G's in the cassette deck, rockin' the shit, G
I try to stay mellow, rock, well, acapella rhymes'll
Make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella, fella
Go get your crew, Hobbes, I'm prepared to bomb troops
Rest in peace to my mom dukes
When I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin' shorty wop
Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a forty top, yeah
(One time for your mind, one time)
Yeah, whatever
(One time for your mind, one time)
Yeah whatever
One time for your mind one time
You know the hard times, kid
Shit, cold be starvin', make you want to do crimes, kid
But I'm a lamp, 'cause a crime couldn't beat a rhyme
Muslims yellin', free the mind
And I'm from Queensbridge, been to many places
As a kid, when I would say that out of town, people chased us
But now I know the time, got a older mind
Plus control a nine, fine, see, now I represent mine
I'm new on the rap game, niggas never heard of me
Yet I'm a meance, why police want to murder me
Heine dark drinker, represent the thinker
My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
Think I'll dim the lights then inhale, it stimulates
Floating like I'm on the north ninety-five interstate
Never plan to stop, when I write my hand is hot
And I jam a lot from the wiz' to Camelot
The parlayer, I'll make ya heads bop, par
I shine a light on perpetrators, like a cop's car
From day to night, I play the mic, and you'll thank God
I wreck shit so much, the microphone need a paint job
See my brain is incarcerated
Live at any jam, I couldn't count all the parks I raided
I hold a Mac-11, and attack the Reverand
I contact eleven L's, and max in heaven
One time for your mind, one time (Yeah whatever)
From ninety-two to ninety-nine
One time for your mind, one time (Yeah whatever)