One And One
Nas and Large Professor Lyrics

Yeah, it's illmatic, (yeah)
My album is the best out there.

It's illmatic, (yeah!)
My album is the best out there.

It's illmatic, huh
My album is the best out there.

(Yeah, kick that shit)
Start the music.

(One time for your mind, one time)
Listen closely.

Yeah, whatever
I don't care.

(One time for your mind, one time)
Listen closely.

Yo, whatever
I don't care.

(One time for your mind, one time)
Listen closely.

(Hey yo, Nas, (Whattup, Paul?) Kick that fuckin' rhyme)
Start rapping.

Check it out
Listen to what I have to say.

When I'm chilling, I grab the Buddha, get my crew to buy beers
I relax by smoking weed and drinking with my friends.

And watch a flick, illin and root for the villain, huh
We watch movies and cheer for the bad guys.

Plus, every morning, I go out and love it, sort of chilly
I enjoy the cold weather in the morning.

Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for phillies
I send someone to buy cigars for me.

After being blessed by the herb's essence
After smoking weed.

I'm back to my rest, ten minutes, some odd seconds
I go back to relaxing for a short while.

That's where I got the honey at, spends the night for sexing
I have a girl stay over for sex.

Cheap lubrication, lifestyle protection
Use condoms.

Picking up my stereo's remote control, quickly
I grab the remote fast.

Ron G's in the cassette deck, rockin' the shit, G
I'm listening to Ron G's mixtape.

I try to stay mellow, rock, well, acapella rhymes'll
I try to stay calm, but I can still rap without music.

Make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella, fella
I can make a lot of money from rapping.

Go get your crew, Hobbes, I'm prepared to bomb troops
I'm ready to battle and defeat my enemies.

Got niggaz who's born, I shot my way out my mom dukes
I was born into violence and had to fight my way up.

When I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin shorty wop
I started rapping when I was young.

Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a forty top, yeah
Known for rapping and drinking 40s.

(One time for your mind, one time)
Listen closely.

Yeah, whatever
I don't care.

(One time for your mind, one time)
Listen closely.

It sound clever
The rhymes sound good.

(Hey, yo, Nas, fuck that, man, that shit was fat)
That was great, keep going.

(But kick that for them gangstas, man, fuck all that)
Rap for the gangsters.

Right, right, what up niggaz, how y'all? It's Nasty, the villain
Hello, I'm Nas, the villain.

I'm still writin' rhymes, but besides that I'm chillin'
I still write raps, but I'm also relaxing.

I'm trying to get this money, God, you know the hard times, kid
I'm trying to make money, you know it's hard.

Shit, cold be starvin', make you want to do crimes, kid
When you're starving, you might turn to crime.

But I'm a lamp, 'cause a crime couldn't beat a rhyme
But I'm avoiding crime because rapping is better than that.

Niggas catching three to nines, Muslims yelling free the mind
People are getting arrested, while others are fighting for their freedom.

And I'm from Queensbridge, been to many places
I'm from Queensbridge and I've traveled a lot.

As a kid, when I would say that out of town, niggas chased us
When I was young and said where I was from, people would chase us.

But now I know the time, got a older mind
Now I'm older and wiser.

Plus control a nine, fine, see, now I represent mine
I have a gun and I represent my neighborhood.

I'm new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of me
I'm new to rapping and not well-known.

Yet I'm a meance, yo, police want to murder me
The police consider me a threat and want to kill me.

Heine(ken,) dark drinker, represent the thinker
I drink Heineken and think a lot.

My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
I write so fast, it's like my pen has blinkers.

Think I'll dim the lights then inhale, it stimulates
I'll turn down the lights and smoke weed to get inspired.

Floating like I'm on the north ninety-five interstate
I feel like I'm floating like I'm driving on the highway.

Never plan to stop, when I write my hand is hot
I don't plan on quitting, and when I write, I'm passionate.

And expand a lot from the wiz' to Camelot
I've come a long way in my career.

The parlayer, I'll make ya heads bop, Pah
I'm good at rapping and will make you nod your head.

I shine a light on perpetrators, like a cop's car
I expose criminals and bring attention to their actions.

From day to night, I play the mic, and you'll thank God
I rap all the time and you'll appreciate it.

I wreck shit so much, the microphone need a paint job
I rap so hard, I harm the microphone and it needs to be fixed.

My brain is incarcerated
I feel trapped in my mind.

Live at any jam, I couldn't count all the parks I raided
I've performed at so many places, I can't even count them all.

I hold a Mac-11, and attack the Reverand
I have a gun and will even attack a religious leader.

I contact eleven L's, and max in heaven
I'll smoke a lot of weed and enjoy myself in heaven.

(Yo, one time for your mind, one time)
Listen closely.

It sound clever
The rhymes sound good.

But one time for your mind, one time
Listen closely.

Yeah, whatever
I don't care.

One time for your mind, one time
Listen closely.

Yo, from ninety-two to ninety-nine
From 1992 to 1999.

Yeah, that shit was greasy, fat Paul, know what I'm saying?
That was great, Paul.

But check it, you gotta another verse for me?
Do you have another verse for me to rap?

I want you to kick it, you know what I'm saying?
I want you to start rapping.

Kick that shit from the projects
Rap about the projects.