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One Mic Lyrics:*speaking softly, gradually getting louder*} One time.. yeah.. yeah.. Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage One nigga front, my face on the front page Only if I had one gun, one girl and one crib One God to show me how to do things his son did Pure, like a cup of virgin blood; mixed with 151, one sip'll make a nigga flip Writin names on my hollow tips, plottin shit Mad violence who I'm gon' body, this hood politics Ackowledge it, leave bodies chopped up in garbages Seeds watch us, grow up and try to follow us Police watch us {*siren*} roll up and try knockin us One knee I ducked, could it be my time is up But my luck, I got up, the cop shot again Bus stop glass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken Richochetin between the spots that I'm hidin in Blackin out as I shoot back, fuck gettin hit! {*more sirens*} This is my hood I'ma rep, to the death of it 'til everybody come home, little niggaz is grown Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb, we need more warriors soon Sent from the star sun and the moon In this life of police chases street sweepers and coppers Stick-up kids with no conscience, leavin victims with doctors IF YOU REALLY THINK YOU READY TO DIE, WITH NINES OUT THIS IS WHAT NAS IS BOUT, NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW! {*whispering again*} Yo, all I need is one mic.. All I need is one mic.. that's all I need All I need is one mic.. all I need niggaz All I need is one mic.. yeah {*gradually getting louder*} All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen One prayer - tell God forgive me for one sin Matter fact maybe more than one, look back at all the hatred against me, fuck alla them Jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots from twin glocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two Which means, one of my guns was holdin 17 Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you Everybody gotta die sometime; hope your funeral never gets shot up, bullets tear through the innocent Nothin is fair, niggaz roll up, shootin from wheelchairs My heart is racin, tastin revenge in the air I let the shit slide for too many years, too many times Now I'm strapped with a couple of macs, too many nines If y'all niggaz really wit me get busy load up the semis Do more than just hold it explode the clip until you empty There's nothin in our way - they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust Led flyin, feel it? I feel it in my gut THAT WE TAKE THESE BITCHES TO WAR, LIE 'EM DOWN CAUSE WE STRONGER NOW MY NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW!! {*whispering again*} All I need is one mic.. that's all I need, that's all I need All I need is one mic.. there's nuttin else in the world All I need is one mic.. that's all a nigga need to do his thing y'know All I need is one mic.. {*starting loud this time, getting quieter*} ALL I NEED IS ONE LIFE, ONE TRY, ONE BREATH I'M ONE MAN WHAT I STAND FOR SPEAKS FOR ITSELF, THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical Talkin all that slick shit, the same way these bitches do Wonder what my secrets is, niggaz'll move on you only if they know, what your weakness is I have none Too late to grab guns I'm blastin cause I'm a cool nigga Thought I wouldn't have that ass done? Fooled you niggaz What you call a infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin War gets deep, some beef is everlastin Complete with thick scars, brothers knifin each other up in prison yards, drama, where does it start? You know the block was ill as a youngster Every night it was like a, cop would get killed body found in the dumpster For real a hustler, purchased my Range, niggaz throwin dirt on my name Jealous cause fiends got they work and complain Bitches left me cause they thought I was finished Shoulda knew she wasn't true she came to me when her man caught a sentence Diamonds are blindin, I never make the same mistakes Movin with a change of pace, lighter load, see now the king is straight Swellin my melon cause none of these niggaz real Heard he was, tellin police, how can a kingpin squeal? This is crazy, I'm on the right track I'm finally found You need some soul searchin, the time is now All I need is one mic.. yeah, yeah yeah yeah All I need is one mic.. that's all I ever needed in this world, fuck cash All I need is one mic.. fuck the cars, the jewelry All I need is one mic.. to spread my voice to the whole world |
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Other songs of Nas (Tracklist):
From Illmatic To Stillmatic (2002): affirmative action it ain't hard to tell Life's a bitch one love street dreams God's Son (2002): book of rhymes dance Get down heaven hey nas i can last real nigga alive made you look mastermind revolutionary warfare the cross thugz mansion warrior song zone out Hip Hop Is Dead (2006): hip hop is dead black republican blunt ashes can't forget about you carry on tradition hold down the block hope hustlers let there be light Money over bullshit not going back play on playa still dreaming where are they now who killed it you can't kill me I Am (1999): big things dr knockboot favor for a favor ghetto prisoners hate me now i want to talk to you Intro kissing life is what you make it money is my bitch n.y. state of mind (part ii) nas is like small world undying love we will survive you won't see me tonight Illmatic (1994): halftime life's a bitch memory lane ny state of mind one love one time 4 your mind represent represent The genesis the world is yours It Was Written (1996): the set up affirmative action black girl lost i gave you power if i ruled the world Intro live nigga rap nas is coming shootouts street dreams suspect take it in blood the message watch dem niggas Nas (2008): america black president breathe fried chicken hero make the world go round n.i.g.g.e.r. project roach Queens get the money sly fox testify untitled we're not alone y'all my niggas you can't stop us now Nastradamus (1999): big girl come get me family god love us life we chose nastradamus new world project windows quiet niggas shoot em up some of us have angels the outcome The prediction you owe me Stillmatic (2001): the flyest 2nd childhood braveheart party destroy & rebuild ether every ghetto got ur self a my country one mic rewind rule smokin Stillmatic what goes around you're da man Street's Disciple (2004): a message to the feds, sincerely we the people american way bridging the gap disciple getting married Intro just a moment live now me and you nazareth savage no one else in the room reason remember the times remember the times - (intro) rest of my life sekou story street's disciple suicide bounce the makings of a perfect bitch these are our heroes thief's theme ubr virgo war you know my style The Lost Tapes (2002): black zombie blaze a 50 Doo rags drunk by myself everybody's crazy my way no idea's original nothing lasts forever poppa was a playa purple u gotta love it untitled |
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