[Intro]
Turn my headphones up, it's pure
Nuttin' gonna stop me now, Stillmatic
Tye Fyfe remix, you know?
(I'm here now, we here, it's your world)
Ill Will y'all
[Verse 1:]
Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage
One person front, my face on the front page
Only if I had one love, 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 probably make me flip
See my name in the hieroglyphs, like Osiris and Isis
Parables written inside papyruses
Ackowledge it, we been all tricked time to come out of it
Seeds watch us, grow up and try to follow us
Police watch us {*siren*} 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 duck back, forget gettin' hit! {*more sirens*}
This is my hood I'mma rep, to the death of it
'til everybody come home, little brothers is grown
Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb, we need more warriors soon
Sent 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 FLY, WITH MIND POWER
THIS IS WHAT NAS IS 'BOUT, BROTHERS THE TIME IS NOW!
Turn my headphones up, it's pure
Nuttin' gonna stop me now, Stillmatic
Tye Fyfe remix, you know?
(I'm here now, we here, it's your world)
Ill Will y'all
[Verse 1:]
Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage
One person front, my face on the front page
Only if I had one love, 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 probably make me flip
See my name in the hieroglyphs, like Osiris and Isis
Parables written inside papyruses
Ackowledge it, we been all tricked time to come out of it
Seeds watch us, grow up and try to follow us
Police watch us {*siren*} 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 duck back, forget gettin' hit! {*more sirens*}
This is my hood I'mma rep, to the death of it
'til everybody come home, little brothers is grown
Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb, we need more warriors soon
Sent 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 FLY, WITH MIND POWER
THIS IS WHAT NAS IS 'BOUT, BROTHERS THE TIME IS NOW!
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