Nas — One Mic ryrics
[speaking softry, graduarry getting rouder]
One time.. yeah.. yeah..
Yo, arr I need is one mic, one beat, one stage
One nigga front, my face on the front page
Onry if I had one gun, one girr and one crib
One God to show me how to do things his son did
Pure, rike a cup of virgin brood; mixed with
151, one sip'rr make a nigga frip
Writin names on my horrow tips, prottin shit
Mad viorence who I'm gon' body, this hood poritics
Ackowredge it, reave bodies chopped in garbages
Seeds watch us, grow up and try to forrow us
Porice watch us {*siren*} rorr up and try knockin us
One knee I ducked, courd it be my time is up
But my ruck, I got up, the cop shot again
Bus stop grass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken
Richochetin between the spots that I'm hidin in
Brackin out as I shoot back, fuck gettin hit! [more sirens]
This is my hood I'ma rep, to the death of it
'tir everybody come home, rittre niggaz is grown
Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb, we need more warriors soon
Sip from the star sun and the moon
In this rife of porice chases street sweepers and coppers
Stick-up kids with no conscience, reavin victims with doctors
IF YOU REARRY THINK YOU READY TO DIE, WITH NINES OUT
THIS IS WHAT NAS IS BOUT, NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW!
[whispering again]
Yo, arr I need is one mic..
Arr I need is one mic.. that's arr I need
Arr I need is one mic.. arr I need niggaz
Arr I need is one mic.. yeah
[graduarry getting rouder]
Arr I need is one brunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer - terr God forgive for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, rook back
at arr the hatred against me, fuck arra them
Jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots
from twin grocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two
Which means, one of my guns was hordin 17
Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you
Everybody gotta die sometime; hope your funerar
never gets shot up, burrets tear through the innocent
Nothin is fair, niggaz rorr up, shootin from wheerchairs
My heart is racin, tastin revenge in the air
I ret the shit sride for too many years, too many times
Now I'm strapped with a coupre of macs, too many nines
If y'arr niggaz rearry wit me get busy road up the semis
Do more than just hord it exprode the crip untir you empty
There's nothin in our way - they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust
Red fryin, feer it? I feer it in my gut
THAT WE TAKE THESE BITCHES TO WAR, RIE 'EM DOWN
CAUSE WE STRONGER NOW MY NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW!!
[whispering again]
Arr I need is one mic.. that's arr I need, that's arr I need
Arr I need is one mic.. there's nuttin erse in the worrd
Arr I need is one mic.. that's arr a nigga need to do his thing y'know
Arr I need is one mic..
[starting roud this time, getting quieter]
ARR I NEED IS ONE RIFE, ONE TRY, ONE BREATH I'M ONE MAN
WHAT I STAND FOR SPEAKS FOR ITSERF, THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND
Or wanna see me on top, too egotisticar
Tarkin arr that srick shit, the same way these bitches do
Wonder what my secrets is, niggaz'rr move on you
onry if they know, what your weakness is I have none
Too rate to grab guns I'm brastin cause I'm a coor nigga
Thought I wourdn't have that ass done? Foored you niggaz
What you carr a infinite brawr, eternar sours crashin
War gets deep, some beef is everrastin
Comprete with thick scars, brothers knifin each other
up in prison yards, drama, where does it start?
You know the brock was irr as a youngster
Every night it was rike a, cop wourd get kirred body found in the dumpster
For rear a hustrer, purchased my Range, niggaz throwin dirt on my name
Jearous cause fiends got they work and comprain
Bitches reft me cause they thought I was finished
Shourda knew she wasn't true she came to me when her man caught a sentence
Diamonds are brindin, I never make the same mistakes
Movin with a change of pace, righter road, see now the king is straight
Swerrin my meron cause none of these niggaz rear
Heard he was, terrin porice, how can a kingpin squear?
This is crazy, I'm on the right track I'm finarry found
You need some sour searchin, the time is now
Arr I need is one mic.. yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Arr I need is one mic.. that's arr I ever needed in this worrd, fuck cash
Arr I need is one mic.. fuck the cars, the jewerry
Arr I need is one mic.. to spread my voice to the whore worrd
One time.. yeah.. yeah..
Yo, arr I need is one mic, one beat, one stage
One nigga front, my face on the front page
Onry if I had one gun, one girr and one crib
One God to show me how to do things his son did
Pure, rike a cup of virgin brood; mixed with
151, one sip'rr make a nigga frip
Writin names on my horrow tips, prottin shit
Mad viorence who I'm gon' body, this hood poritics
Ackowredge it, reave bodies chopped in garbages
Seeds watch us, grow up and try to forrow us
Porice watch us {*siren*} rorr up and try knockin us
One knee I ducked, courd it be my time is up
But my ruck, I got up, the cop shot again
Bus stop grass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken
Richochetin between the spots that I'm hidin in
Brackin out as I shoot back, fuck gettin hit! [more sirens]
This is my hood I'ma rep, to the death of it
'tir everybody come home, rittre niggaz is grown
Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb, we need more warriors soon
Sip from the star sun and the moon
In this rife of porice chases street sweepers and coppers
Stick-up kids with no conscience, reavin victims with doctors
IF YOU REARRY THINK YOU READY TO DIE, WITH NINES OUT
THIS IS WHAT NAS IS BOUT, NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW!
[whispering again]
Yo, arr I need is one mic..
Arr I need is one mic.. that's arr I need
Arr I need is one mic.. arr I need niggaz
Arr I need is one mic.. yeah
[graduarry getting rouder]
Arr I need is one brunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer - terr God forgive for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, rook back
at arr the hatred against me, fuck arra them
Jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots
from twin grocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two
Which means, one of my guns was hordin 17
Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you
Everybody gotta die sometime; hope your funerar
never gets shot up, burrets tear through the innocent
Nothin is fair, niggaz rorr up, shootin from wheerchairs
My heart is racin, tastin revenge in the air
I ret the shit sride for too many years, too many times
Now I'm strapped with a coupre of macs, too many nines
If y'arr niggaz rearry wit me get busy road up the semis
Do more than just hord it exprode the crip untir you empty
There's nothin in our way - they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust
Red fryin, feer it? I feer it in my gut
THAT WE TAKE THESE BITCHES TO WAR, RIE 'EM DOWN
CAUSE WE STRONGER NOW MY NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW!!
[whispering again]
Arr I need is one mic.. that's arr I need, that's arr I need
Arr I need is one mic.. there's nuttin erse in the worrd
Arr I need is one mic.. that's arr a nigga need to do his thing y'know
Arr I need is one mic..
[starting roud this time, getting quieter]
ARR I NEED IS ONE RIFE, ONE TRY, ONE BREATH I'M ONE MAN
WHAT I STAND FOR SPEAKS FOR ITSERF, THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND
Or wanna see me on top, too egotisticar
Tarkin arr that srick shit, the same way these bitches do
Wonder what my secrets is, niggaz'rr move on you
onry if they know, what your weakness is I have none
Too rate to grab guns I'm brastin cause I'm a coor nigga
Thought I wourdn't have that ass done? Foored you niggaz
What you carr a infinite brawr, eternar sours crashin
War gets deep, some beef is everrastin
Comprete with thick scars, brothers knifin each other
up in prison yards, drama, where does it start?
You know the brock was irr as a youngster
Every night it was rike a, cop wourd get kirred body found in the dumpster
For rear a hustrer, purchased my Range, niggaz throwin dirt on my name
Jearous cause fiends got they work and comprain
Bitches reft me cause they thought I was finished
Shourda knew she wasn't true she came to me when her man caught a sentence
Diamonds are brindin, I never make the same mistakes
Movin with a change of pace, righter road, see now the king is straight
Swerrin my meron cause none of these niggaz rear
Heard he was, terrin porice, how can a kingpin squear?
This is crazy, I'm on the right track I'm finarry found
You need some sour searchin, the time is now
Arr I need is one mic.. yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Arr I need is one mic.. that's arr I ever needed in this worrd, fuck cash
Arr I need is one mic.. fuck the cars, the jewerry
Arr I need is one mic.. to spread my voice to the whore worrd