Текст (слова) песни: Nas f Large Professor - Illmatic

Intro: Nas and Large Professor

Yeah, 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 rhyme

Verse One: 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 villian, 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 being 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 sexing
Cheap 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 acapella rhymes`ll
make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella fella
Go get your crew, Hobbes, I`m prepared to bomb troops
Got niggaz who`s born, I shot my way out my Mom Dukes
When I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin shorty wop
Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a 40 top, yeah

Chorus: 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 that

Verse Two: Nas

Right, right, what up niggaz, how y`all, it`s Nasty the villian
I`m still writin rhymes but besides that I`m chillin
I`m trying 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, cuz a crime couldn`t beat a rhyme
Niggaz catching 3 to 9`s, Muslims yelling free the mind
And I`m from Queensbridge, been to many places
as a kid when I would say that out of town, niggaz chased us
But now I know the time, got a older mind
Plus control a nine, fine, see now I represent mine
I`m new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of me
Yet I`m a meance, yo, police wanna murder me
Heine(ken) Dark drinker, represent the thinker
My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
Think I`ll dim the lights then inhale, it stimulates
Floating like I`m on the North 95 Interstate
Never plan to stop, when I write my hand is hot
And expand alot from the Wiz to Camelot
The parlayer, I`ll make ya 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 raided
I hold a Mac-11, and attack the Reverand
I contact 11 L`s and max in heaven

Outro: 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...

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Nas f Large Professor - Illmatic Intro: Nas and Large Professor Yeah, 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 rhyme Verse One: 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 villian, 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 being 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 sexing Cheap 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 acapella rhymes`ll make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella fella Go get your crew, Hobbes, I`m prepared to bomb troops Got niggaz who`s born, I shot my way out my Mom Dukes When I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin shorty wop Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a 40 top, yeah Chorus: 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 that Verse Two: Nas Right, right, what up niggaz, how y`all, it`s Nasty the villian I`m still writin rhymes but besides that I`m chillin I`m trying 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, cuz a crime couldn`t beat a rhyme Niggaz catching 3 to 9`s, Muslims yelling free the mind And I`m from Queensbridge, been to many places as a kid when I would say that out of town, niggaz chased us But now I know the time, got a older mind Plus control a nine, fine, see now I represent mine I`m new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of me Yet I`m a meance, yo, police wanna murder me Heine(ken) Dark drinker, represent the thinker My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers Think I`ll dim the lights then inhale, it stimulates Floating like I`m on the North 95 Interstate Never plan to stop, when I write my hand is hot And expand alot from the Wiz to Camelot The parlayer, I`ll make ya 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 raided I hold a Mac-11, and attack the Reverand I contact 11 L`s and max in heaven Outro: 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... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Illmatic: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/9607.html Все тексты песен: Nas f Large Professor » Nas f Large Professor - One Time 4 For Your Mind » Nas f Large Professor - Illmatic Рекомендуем скачать: » Ice Cube - I Wanna Kill Sam » Inxs - Baby Don`t Cry » Ice Cube - 24 MC Hours » Immolation - Sinful Nature » Into Eternity - Speak of the Dead » Ice-T - Pimp Anthem » Immortal Technique f Mos Def - Bin Laden » Iron Maiden - rime of the ancient mariner \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » I Mother Earth - Lost My America » Illegal 2001 - Besoffen von Dir » Ill NiГ±o - Numb » Immortal Technique f Jean Grae, Pumpkinh - The Illest » Incubus - 11 AM » IAM - Murs » Insane Clown Posse - In the Haughhh! » Iggy Pop - Heart is Saved » Immature - I Don`t Mind » Ice-T f Big Rich - They Want Me Back In » Insane Clown Posse - south west voodoo » Il Balletto Di Bronzo - Introduzione
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