One Time 4 Your Mind (Live)

[Intro: Nas]

Slow it down

This shit feel good up here

Yeah, it's Illmatic

It's Illmatic

Let's go back a little bit, it go

[Chorus: Nas]

One time for your mind, one time

Yeah, whatever

One time for your mind, one time

Yo, whatever

One time for your mind, one time

Yo, whatever

Hey one, check, check it out

[Verse 1: Nas]

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 sexin'

Keep lubrication, Magnum protection

Hitting up my stereo's remote control quickly

Ron G's in the cassette deck, rocking the shit, G

I try to stay mellow, rock, well a cappella 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 40 top

[Chorus: Nas]

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

[Verse 2: Nas]

You know the hard times, kid

Shit, cold, be starving make you wanna do crimes kid

But I'ma lamp, ‘cause a crime couldn't beat a rhyme

Muslims yelling "Free the mind"

And I'm from Queensbridge, been to many places

As a kid when I would say that out of town, niggas chased us

But now I know the time, got a older mind

Plus control a 9, fine, see now I represent mine

I'm new on the rap game, niggas never heard of me

Yet I'm a menace, yo, police wanna murder me

Heini 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 95 Interstate

Never plan to stop, when I write my hand is hot

And expand a lot from the Wiz to Camelot

The parlayer, I'll make your heads bop, pa

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'll need a paint job

See, my brain is incarcerated

Live at any jam, I couldn't count all the parks I've raided

I hold a MAC-11, and attack a reverend

I contact eleven L's and max in heaven

[Chorus: Nas]

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

'92 to 2099

One time for your mind, one time

One time for your mind, one time

One time for your mind, one time