Nas - One Time 4 For Your Mind Lyrics
Intro: nas and large professorYeah, its illmatic (yeah)Its illmatic (yeah!)Its illmatic, huh(yeah kick that shit)[lp] one time 4 your mind, one time[nas] yeah whatever[lp] one time 4 your mind, one time[nas] yo whatever[lp] one time 4 your mind, one timeAiyyo nas (whattup paul) kick that *****in rhymeVerse one: nasCheck it outWhen Im chillin, I grab the buddha, get my crew to buy beersAnd watch a flick, illin and root for the villian, huhPlus every morning, I go out and love it sort of chillyThen I send a shorty from my block to the store for philliesAfter being blessed by the herbs essenceIm back to my rest, ten minutes some odd secondsThats where I got the honey at, spends the night for sexingCheap lubrication, lifestyle protectionPicking up my stereos remote control quicklyRon gs in the cassette deck, rockin the shit, gI try to stay mellow, rock, well acapella rhymesllMake me richer than a slipper made cinderella fellaGo get your crew, hobbes, Im prepared to bomb troopsGot niggaz whos born, I shot my way out my mom dukesWhen I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin shorty wopKnown for rocking microphones and twisting off a 40 top, yeahChorus: nas and large professor[lp] one time 4 your mind, one time[nas] yeah whatever[lp] one time 4 your mind, one time[nas] it sound clever[lp] hey yo nas, ***** that, man that shit was fatBut kick that for them gangstas man, ***** all thatVerse two: nasRight, right, what up niggaz, how yall, its nasty the villianIm still writin rhymes but besides that Im chillinIm trying to get this money, god, you know the hard times, kidShit, cold be starvin make you wanna do crimes kidBut ima lamp, cuz a crime couldnt beat a rhymeNiggaz catching 3 to 9s, muslims yelling free the mindAnd Im from queensbridge, been to many placesAs a kid when I would say that out of town, niggaz chased usBut now I know the time, got a older mindPlus control a nine, fine, see now I represent mineIm new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of meYet Im a meance, yo, police wanna murder meHeine(ken) dark drinker, represent the thinkerMy pen rides the paper, it even has blinkersThink Ill dim the lights then inhale, it stimulatesFloating like Im on the north 95 interstateNever plan to stop, when I write my hand is hotAnd expand alot from the wiz to camelotThe parlayer, Ill make ya heads bop pahI shine a light on perpetrators like a cops carFrom day to night, I play the mic and youll thank godI wreck shit so much, the microphonell need a paint jobMy brain is incarceratedLive at any jam, I couldnt count all the parks I raidedI hold a mac-11, and attack the reverandI contact 11 ls and max in heavenOutro: nas, large professor, and ?[lp] yo, one time 4 your mind, one time[? ] it sound clever[lp] but one time 4 your mind, one time[nas] yeah whatever[lp] one time 4 your mind, one time[nas] yo, from ninety-two to ninety-nine[? ] yeah that shit was greasy fat paul, knowhatimsayin?But check it, you gotta another verse for meI want you to kick it, youknowhatimsayin?Kick that shit from the projects...
