Yeah, it's the Illmatic
Yeah
It's the Illmatic
Yeah
It's the Illmatic
Yeah kick that ****

One time 4 your mind, one time
Yeah whatever
One time 4 your mind, one time
Yo whatever
One time 4 your mind, one time
Aiyyo Nas
Whattup Paul
Kick that ***kin' rhyme

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 ***ing
Cheap lubrication, lifestyle protection

Picking up my stereo's remote control quickly
Ron G's in the c***ette deck, rockin' the ****, 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 *****z who's born, I shot my way out my Mom Dukes
When I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin' shorty ***
Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a 40 top, yeah

One time 4 your mind, one time
Yeah whatever
One time 4 your mind, one time
It sound clever
Hey yo Nas, ***k that, man that **** was fat
But kick that for them gangstas man, ***k all that

Right, right, what up *****z, 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 know the hard times, kid
****, cold be starvin' make you wanna do crimes kid

But I'ma lamp, 'cuz a crime couldn't beat a rhyme
*****z catching 3 to 9's, Muslims yelling free the mind
And I'm from Queens bridge, been to many places
As a kid when I would say that out of town, *****z chased us

But now I know the time, got a older mind
Plus control a nine, fine, see now I represent mine
I'm new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of me
Yet I'm a menace, yo, police wanna murder me

Heine Dark drinker, represent the thinker
My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
Think I'll dim the lights then inhale, it stimulates
Floating like I'm on the North 95 Interstate

Never plan to stop, when I write my hand is hot
And expand a lot from the Whiz to Camelot
The par layer, I'll make ya heads bop Pah
I shine a light on perpetrators like a cop's car

From day to night, I play the mic and you'll thank God
I wreck **** so much, the microphone'll need a paint job
My brain is incarcerated live at any jam
I couldn't count all the parks I raided
I hold a Mac-11, and attack the Reverend
I contact 11 L's and max in Heaven

Yo, one time 4 your mind, one time
It sound clever
But one time 4 your mind, one time
Yeah whatever
One time 4 your mind, one time
Yo, from ninety-two to ninety-nine

Yeah that **** was greasy fat Paul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Exactly, you gotta another verse for me
I want you to kick it, you know what I'm sayin'?
Kick that **** from the projects