Текст песни Nas - One Time 4 For Your Mind
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Intro: Nas and Large ProfessorYeah, it`s Illmatic (yeah)It`s Illmatic (yeah!)It`s 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 time Aiyyo Nas (whattup Paul) kick that fuckin rhymeVerse One: NasCheck it outWhen I`m 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 herb`s essenceI`m back to my rest, ten minutes some odd secondsThat`s where I got the honey at, spends the night for sexingCheap lubrication, Lifestyle protectionPicking up my stereo`s remote control quicklyRon G`s in the cassette deck, rockin the shit, GI try to stay mellow, rock, well acapella rhymes`llmake me richer than a slipper made Cinderella fellaGo get your crew, Hobbes, I`m prepared to bomb troopsGot niggaz who`s 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, fuck that, man that shit was fat But kick that for them gangstas man, fuck all thatVerse Two: NasRight, right, what up niggaz, how y`all, it`s Nasty the villianI`m still writin rhymes but besides that I`m chillinI`m trying to get this money, God, you know the hard times, kidShit, cold be starvin make you wanna do crimes kidBut I`ma lamp, cuz a crime couldn`t beat a rhymeNiggaz catching 3 to 9`s, Muslims yelling free the mindAnd I`m 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 mineI`m new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of meYet I`m a meance, yo, police wanna murder meHeine(ken) Dark drinker, represent the thinkerMy pen rides the paper, it even has blinkersThink I`ll dim the lights then inhale, it stimulatesFloating like I`m on the North 95 InterstateNever plan to stop, when I write my hand is hotAnd expand alot from the Wiz to CamelotThe parlayer, I`ll make ya heads bop PahI shine a light on perpetrators like a cop`s carFrom day to night, I play the mic and you`ll thank GodI wreck shit so much, the microphone`ll need a paint jobMy brain is incarceratedLive at any jam, I couldn`t count all the parks I raidedI hold a Mac-11, and attack the ReverandI contact 11 L`s 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, knowhatI`msayin? But check it, you gotta another verse for me I want you to kick it, youknowhatI`msayin? Kick that shit from the projects...