Lyrics: Nas - One Mic

About the Artist

Nasir Bin Olu Dara Jones (; born September 14, 1973), better known by his stage name Nas , is an American hip hop recording artist, rapper, record producer, actor and entrepreneur. The son of Olu Dara, Nas has released eight consecutive platinum and multi-platinum albums and has sold over 25 million records worldwide. He is also an entrepreneur through his own record label; he serves as associate publisher of Mass Appeal magazine and is the owner of a Fila sneaker store. He is currently signed to Mass Appeal.
His musical career began in 1991, as a featured artist on Main Source's "Live at the Barbeque".


About the Song


"One Mic" is a song by American rapper Nas, released April 16, 2002 on Columbia Records and distributed through Ill Will Records in the United States. It was issued as the third single from his fifth studio album, Stillmatic (2001). The song samples a portion of Phil Collins's "In The Air Tonight". The single peaked at number 43 on the Billboard Hot 100, making it Nas's third top-fifty hit on the chart.


Song : One Mic Lyrics
Artist: 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
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
Ackowledge 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 bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken
Richochetin' between the spots that I'm hidin' in
Blackin' out as I shoot back, fuck 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
Sip from the star, 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 for one sin
Matter 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, shooting 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 wit 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 rust, we rust
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, that's all I need
All I need is one mic, there's nuttin 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

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
Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical
Talkin' all that slick shit, the same way these bitches do
Wonder what my secrets is, niggas'Ill move on you
Only if they know, what your weakness is, I have none
Too late to grab guns I'm blustin '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 clashin
War gets deep, some beef is everlastin'
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 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 he was, 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, that's 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





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