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Nas Lyrics for Song: One Mic
 Lyrics for Album: Greatest Hits [2007]
 
 
 
 31663>Turn my headphones up
 
 Nothing's gonna stop me now
 
 Nothing baby
 
 I'm here now
 
 We're here, it's your world
 
 Yea,
 
 
 
 Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage,
 
 One nigga frontin 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.
 
 Writtin' names on my hollow tips, plottin' shit,
 
 mad dollars, who I'm gonna 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 knocking us,
 
 one knee I ducked, could it be my time is up?
 
 With my luck I got up, the cops shot again.
 
 Bus stop glass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken,
 
 ricochetin between the spots that I'm hiding in.
 
 Blacking out as I shoot back, fuck gettin' hit.
 
 This is my hood I'ma rep till the death of it
 
 til 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
 
 and its like police chasers, street sweepers and coppers
 
 stick of kids with no conscience leaving victims with doctors
 
 if you really think you're ready to die, with nines out
 
 this is what Nas is bout, nigga the time is now
 
 
 
 all I need is one mic
 
 all I need is one mic [its all I need]
 
 all I need is one mic [all I need]
 
 all I need is one mic [yea]
 
 
 
 all I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
 
 one prayer, tell God to forgive me for 1 sin
 
 matter fact maybe more than one
 
 look back at all the hatred against me
 
 fuck all of them, Jesus died at age 33
 
 that's 33 shots from twin glocks, that's 16 a piece, that's 32
 
 which means, one my of guns was holdin 17
 
 27 hit your crew 6 went into you
 
 everybody gotta die sometime
 
 hope your funeral never get shot up
 
 bullets tear through the innocent
 
 nothing is fair niggas roll up
 
 shooting from wheelchairs my heart is racing
 
 tasting revenge in the air
 
 I let this shit slide for too many years
 
 too many times now I'm strapped with a couple of mac's
 
 too many nines if Y'all niggas really with me
 
 get busy load up the semi's
 
 do more then just hold it explode the clip until you empty
 
 there's nothing in our way
 
 they bust we bust, they rust we rust
 
 lead flying, feel it? I feel it in my gut
 
 now we take these bitches to the war
 
 Lie em down cause we stronger now
 
 my nigga the time is now
 
 
 
 all I need is one mic [it's all I need, its all I need]
 
 all I need is one mic [it's nothing else in the world]
 
 all I need is one mic [it's all a nigga need to do his thing you know]
 
 all I need is one mic
 
 
 
 all I need is one life, one try, one breath in one man
 
 what I stand for speaks for itself
 
 they don't understand don't wanna see me on top
 
 too egotistical, talking all that slick shit
 
 the same way these bitches do
 
 wonder what's 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 blasting
 
 cause I'm a cool nigga, thought I wouldn't have that ass done
 
 fooled you niggas, what you call a infinite brawl
 
 eternal souls clashing, war gets deep
 
 some beef is everlasting, complete with thick scars
 
 brothers knifing 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
 
 niggas throwing dirt on my name
 
 jealous cause fiends got their work and complain
 
 Bitche 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
 
 moving with the change of pace, a
 
 lighter load, see now the king is straight
 
 swelling my melon cause none of these niggas real
 
 heard he was, telling police, how can a kingpin squeal
 
 this is crazy I'm on the right track
 
 I'm finally found you need some soul searching
 
 the time is now
 
 
 
 all I need is one mic [yea yea yea]
 
 all I need is one mic [its all I ever needed in this world, cash]
 
 all I need is one mic [the cars, jewelry]
 
 all I need is one mic [spread my voice to the whole world]
 
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