[Produced by Large Professor]
[Intro: Nas & Grand Wizard]
Yeah, it's Illmatic (Yeah)
Uh, it's Illmatic (Yeah)
It's Illmatic (Haha, haha, check it, uh)
[Chorus: Grand Wizard & Nas]
One time for your mind, one time (Yeah, whatever)
One time for your mind, one time (Yo, whatever)
One time for your mind, one time
Ayo, Nas (What up, pah?) kick that fuckin' rhyme (Check it out!)
[Verse 1: Nas]
When I'm chillin', I grab the buddha, get my crew to buy beers
And watch a flick, illin' and rootin' for the villain, 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 bein' 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 sexin'
Keep lubrication, lifestyle protection
Pickin' 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, acappella rhymes'll
Make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella, fella
Go get your crew, hops, I'm prepared to bomb troops
Y'all niggas was born, I shot my way out my mom dukes
When I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin' shorty wop
Known for rockin' microphones and twistin' off a 40 top, yeah
[Intro: Nas & Grand Wizard]
Yeah, it's Illmatic (Yeah)
Uh, it's Illmatic (Yeah)
It's Illmatic (Haha, haha, check it, uh)
[Chorus: Grand Wizard & Nas]
One time for your mind, one time (Yeah, whatever)
One time for your mind, one time (Yo, whatever)
One time for your mind, one time
Ayo, Nas (What up, pah?) kick that fuckin' rhyme (Check it out!)
[Verse 1: Nas]
When I'm chillin', I grab the buddha, get my crew to buy beers
And watch a flick, illin' and rootin' for the villain, 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 bein' 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 sexin'
Keep lubrication, lifestyle protection
Pickin' 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, acappella rhymes'll
Make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella, fella
Go get your crew, hops, I'm prepared to bomb troops
Y'all niggas was born, I shot my way out my mom dukes
When I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin' shorty wop
Known for rockin' microphones and twistin' off a 40 top, yeah
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