Nas — One Time 4 Your Mind

[Produced by Large Professor] [Intro: Nas + Grand Wizard] Yeah, it's Illmatic Yeah Yeah, it's Illmatic Yeah Yeah, it's Illmatic Haha, haha, check it [Chorus 1: Grand Wizard + Nas] One time 4 your mind, one time Yeah, whatever One time 4 your mind, one time Yo, whatever One time 4 your mind, one time Aiyyo, Nas? Kick that fuckin' rhyme! [Verse 1: Nas] Check it out When I'm chillin', 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 bein' 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, Lifestyle 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, a cappella rhymes'll Make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella, fella Go get your crew, hops, I'm prepared to bomb troops Y'all niggas was born, I shot my way out my mom dukes When I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin' shorty wop Known for rockin' microphones and twistin' off a 40 top [Chorus 2: Grand Wizard + Nas] One time 4 your mind, one time Yeah, whatever One time 4 your mind, one time It sounds clever Aiyyo, Nas? Fuck that, man, that shit was phat But kick that for them gangstas, man, fuck all that! Right, right [Verse 2: Nas] What up niggas, how y'all? It's Nasty, the villain I'm still writin' rhymes, but besides that, I'm chillin' I'm tryin' to get this money, God You know the hard times, kid Shit, cold, be starvin' make you wanna do crimes, kid But I'ma lamp ‘cause a crime couldn't beat a rhyme Niggas catchin' 3 to 9's, Muslims yellin' "Free the mind" And I'm from Queensbridge, been to many places As a kid, when I would say that outta 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 scene, brothers 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 Floatin' like I'm on the North 95 Interstate Never plan to stop, when I write, my hand is hot And expand the lot from the Wiz to Camelot The parlayer, I'll make your heads bop, pah 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 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 3: Grand Wizard + Nas] One time 4 your mind, one time It sounds clever One time 4 your mind, one time Yeah, whatever One time 4 your mind, one time Yo, from '92 to '99 [Outro] Yeah, that shit was crazy phat, pah Know what I’m sayin'? But check it, you got another verse for me I want you to kick it, you know what I'm sayin'? Kick that shit for the projects