Luyện nghe bài hát One Time 4 Your Mind

Yeah, illmatic, (yeah.)
illmatic, (yeah!)
illmatic, huh.
(Yeah, kick shit.)

(One for your mind, one time.)
Yeah, whatever.
(One time for mind, one time.)
Yo, whatever.
(One time for mind, one time.)
(Hey yo, Nas. (Whattup, Paul?) that fuckin' rhyme.)

it out.
When I'm chilling, I grab the Buddha, get my to buy beers,
And watch a flick, illin and for the villain, huh.
Plus, every morning, I go out and it, sort of chilly,
Then I send a shorty my block to the store for phillies.
being blessed by the herb's essence
I'm back to my rest, ten minutes, odd seconds.
That's where I got the at, spends the night for sexing,
lubrication, lifestyle protection.
Picking up my remote control, quickly;
Ron G's in the deck, rockin' the shit, G.
I try to mellow, rock, well, acapella rhymes'll
Make me richer than a made Cinderella, fella.
Go get your crew, Hobbes, I'm to bomb troops.
Got niggaz born, I shot my way out my mom dukes.
When I was ten, I was a shorty wop,
Known for microphones and twisting off a forty top, yeah.

Nas (LP)]
(One for your mind, one time.)
Yeah, whatever.
(One for your mind, one time.)
It clever.
(Hey, yo, Nas, fuck that, man, that was fat)
(But kick for them gangstas, man, fuck all that)

Right, right, up niggaz, how y'all? It's Nasty, the villain.
I'm still writin' rhymes, but besides I'm chillin'.
I'm trying to get money, God, you know the hard times, kid.
Shit, cold be starvin', you want to do crimes, kid.
But I'm a lamp, 'cause a crime beat a rhyme.
catching three to nines, Muslims yelling free the mind,
And I'm Queensbridge, been to many places.
As a kid, when I would say out of town, niggas chased us,
But now I the time, got a older mind.
control a nine, fine, see, now I represent mine.
I'm new on the rap scene, never heard of me,
Yet I'm a meance, yo, police to murder me.
Heine(ken,) drinker, represent the thinker.
My pen the paper, it even has blinkers.
I'll dim the lights then inhale, it stimulates.
Floating like I'm on the ninety-five interstate.
Never plan to stop, when I my hand is hot,
And expand a lot from the to Camelot.
The parlayer, make ya heads bop, Pah.
I shine a light on perpetrators, like a car.
From day to night, I the mic, and you'll thank God.
I wreck shit so much, the microphone need a job.
My is incarcerated.
Live at any jam, I couldn't all the parks I raided.
I a Mac-11, and attack the Reverand.
I contact L's, and max in heaven.

Yo, one time for mind, one time.

It clever.

But one time for mind, one time.

Yeah, whatever.

One for your mind, one time.

Yo, from to ninety-nine.

Yeah, that shit was greasy, fat Paul, know I'm saying?
But check it, you another verse for me?
I want you to kick it, you know I'm saying?
Kick that shit from the