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 hipKnown for rocking microphones and twisting off a 40 top, yeah (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 kn.
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