Featuring large professor 
Intro: nas and large professor 
Yeah  itand's illmatic (yeah) 
Itand's illmatic (yeah!) 
Itand's illmatic  huh 
(yeah kick that shit) 
[lp] one time 4 your mind  one time 
[nas] yeah whatever 
[lp] one time 4 your mind  one time 
[nas] yo whatever 
[lp] one time 4 your mind  one time 
Aiyyo nas (whattup paul) kick that fuckin rhyme 
Verse one: nas 
Check it out 
When iand'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 herband's essence 
Iand'm back to my rest, ten minutes some odd seconds 
Thatand's where i got the honey at, spends the night for sexing 
Cheap lubrication, lifestyle protection 
Picking up my stereoand's remote control quickly 
Ron gand's in the cassette deck, rockin the shit, g 
I try to stay mellow, rock, well acapella rhymesand'll 
Make me richer than a slipper made cinderella fella 
Go get your crew, hobbes, iand'm prepared to bomb troops 
Got niggaz whoand's born, i shot my way out my mom dukes 
When i was ten, i was a hip-hoppin shorty wop 
Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a 40 top, yeah 
Chorus: nas and large professor 
[lp] one time 4 your mind, one time 
[nas] yeah whatever 
[lp] one time 4 your mind, one time 
[nas] it sound clever 
[lp] hey yo nas, fuck that, man that shit was fat 
But kick that for them gangstas man, fuck all that 
Verse two: nas 
Right, right, what up niggaz, how yand'all, itand's nasty the villian 
Iand'm still writin rhymes but besides that iand'm chillin 
Iand'm trying to get this money, god, you know the hard times, kid 
Shit, cold be starvin make you wanna do crimes kid 
But iand'ma lamp, cuz a crime couldnand't beat a rhyme 
Niggaz catching 3 to 9and's, muslims yelling free the mind 
And iand'm from queensbridge, been to many places 
As a kid when i would say that out of town, niggaz chased us 
But now i know the time, got a older mind 
Plus control a nine, fine, see now i represent mine 
Iand'm new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of me 
Yet iand'm a meance, yo, police wanna murder me 
Heine(ken) dark drinker, represent the thinker 
My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers 
Think iand'll dim the lights then inhale, it stimulates 
Floating like iand'm on the north 95 interstate 
Never plan to stop, when i write my hand is hot 
And expand alot from the wiz to camelot 
The parlayer, iand'll make ya heads bop pah 
I shine a light on perpetrators like a copand's car 
From day to night, i play the mic and youand'll thank god 
I wreck shit so much, the microphoneand'll need a paint job 
My brain is incarcerated 
Live at any jam, i couldnand't count all the parks i raided 
I hold a mac-11, and attack the reverand 
I contact 11 land's and max in heaven 
Outro: nas, large professor, and ? 
[lp] yo, one time 4 your mind, one time 
[?] it sound clever 
[lp] but one time 4 your mind, one time 
[nas] yeah whatever 
[lp] one time 4 your mind, one time 
[nas] yo, from ninety-two to ninety-nine 
[?] yeah that shit was greasy fat paul, knowhatiand'msayin? 
But check it, you gotta another verse for me 
I want you to kick it, youknowhatiand'msayin? 
Kick that shit from the projects...