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One Mic Karaoke - Nas

To nagranie jest coverem One Mic rozsławionym przez Nas

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 92 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: Cm

Czas trwania: 04:39 - Podgląd na stronie: 00:54

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 2002
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Tyrone Fyffe, James Mtume, Nas

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst One Mic

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 One-Fifty-One
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 back
Fuck gettin' hit
This is my hood
Imma rep to the death of it
'Till everybody come home
Little niggas is grown, hood rats
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
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
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 me
Fuck all of them
Jesus died at age thirty-three
There's thirty-three shots from twin Glocks
There's sixteen a piece
That's thirty-two which means one of my guns was holdin' seventeen
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, 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 Nines
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
'Cos we stronger now my nigga
The time is now
All I need is one mic
That's all I need nigga
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 you know
All I need is one mic
This is all I need, it's 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' 'cos 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 'cos fiends got they work and complain
Bitches left me 'cos 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 'cos 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 soul-searchin'
The time is now
All I need is one mic
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
All I need is one mic
Yeah
It's all I ever needed in this world
Fuck cash
All I need is one mic
Uh fuck cars
The jewelry uh huh
All I need is one mic
Spread my voice to the whole world
The whole world baby
Uh

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