produced by chucky thompson and nas
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 5 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
acknowledge it leave bodies chopped up in garbages
seeds watch us grow up and try to follow us
police watch us 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 burst a fiend drops his heineken
ricochetin’ between the spots that i’m hidin’ in
blackin’ out as i shoot backfuck gettin’ hit
this is my hood i’ma rep to the death of it
’til everybody come home little niggas is grown
hoodrats don’t abortion your womb
we need more warriors soon
sent from the stars sun and the moon
in this life of police chases street sweepers and coppers
stickup kids with no conscience leavin’ victims with doctors
if you really think you ready to die with 9s out
this is what nas is ’bout nigga the time is now
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 niggas
all i need is one mic yeah
all i need is one blunt one page and one pen
one prayer tell god forgive me for one sin
matter of fact maybe more than one
look back at all the hatred against mefuck all of them
jesus died at age there’s shots
from twin glocks there’s 6 apiece that’s
which means one of my guns was holdin’ 7
7 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 niggas roll up shootin’ from wheelchairs
my heart is racin’ tastin’ revenge in the air
i let this shit slide for too many years too many times
now i’m strapped with a couple of macs too many 9s
if y’all niggas really with 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 rush we rush
lead 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
all i need is one mic that’s all i need niggas that’s all i need
all i need is one mic there’s nothin’ 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 this is all i need
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
don’t wanna see me on top too egotistical
talkin’ all that slick shit the same way these bitches do
wonder what my secrets is
niggas’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 niggas
what you call an 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’ll get killed
body found in the dumpster
for real a hustler purchased my range
niggas 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 niggas real
heard they were tellin’ police how can a kingpin squeal
this is crazy i’m on the right track i’m finally found
you need some soulsearchin’ the time is now
all i need is one mic yeah yeah yeah yeah
all i need is one mic 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 baby
Artist: Nas
Year: 2002
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 465