[00:00.00] 作词 : Nasir Jones/Paul Mitchell
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Nasir Jones/Paul Mitchell
[00:05.31]Yeah' it's Illmatic （yeah）
[00:08.43]It's Illmatic （yeah!）
[00:10.08]
[00:11.46]It's Illmatic' huh
[00:13.81]（yeah kick that shit ）
[00:14.81]
[00:16.25]One time 4 your mind' one time
[00:18.56]Yeah whatever
[00:19.43]One time 4 your mind' one time
[00:21.42]Yo whatever
[00:22.37]One time 4 your mind' one time
[00:24.55]Aiyyo Nas (whattup Paul) kick that ****in rhym
[00:26.73]Check it out
[00:27.90]
[00:28.41]When I'm chillin' I grab the buddha' get my crew to buy beers
[00:31.40]And watch a flick' illin and root for the villian' huh
[00:34.58]Plus every morning' I go out and love it sort of chilly
[00:37.39]Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for Phillies
[00:40.75]After being blessed by the herb's essence
[00:43.19]I'm back to my rest' ten minutes some odd seconds
[00:46.37]That's where I got the honey at' spends the night for ****ing
[00:49.61]Cheap lubrication' Lifestyle protection
[00:51.42]Picking up my stereo's remote control quickly
[00:55.62]Ron G's in the cassette deck' rockin the shit ' G
[00:58.86]I try to stay mellow' rock' well acapella rhymes'll
[01:02.28]make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella fella
[01:05.22]Go get your crew' Hobbes' I'm prepared to bomb troops
[01:08.09]Got niggas who's born' I shot my way out my Mom Dukes
[01:11.58]When I was ten' I was a hip-hoppin shorty wop
[01:14.39]Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a 40 top' yeah
[01:18.07]One time 4 your mind' one time
[01:20.32]Yeah whatever
[01:21.20]One time 4 your mind' one time
[01:23.31]It sound clever
[01:24.07]Hey yo Nas' **** that' man that shit was fat
[01:26.56]But kick that for them gangstas man' **** all that
[01:28.80]
[01:29.55]Right' right' what up niggas' how y'all' it's Nasty the villian
[01:32.67]I'm still writin rhymes but besides that I'm chillin
[01:35.92]I'm trying to get this money' God' you know the hard times' kid
[01:39.03]shit' cold be starvin make you wanna do crimes kid
[01:42.35]But I'ma lamp' cuz a crime couldn't beat a rhyme
[01:45.34]Niggas catching 3 to 9's' Muslims yelling free the mind
[01:48.15]And I'm from Queen**ridge' been to many places
[01:50.91]as a kid when I would say that out of town' niggas chased us
[01:54.40]But now I know the time' got a older mind
[01:57.15]Plus control a nine' fine' see now I represent mine
[02:00.46]I'm new on the rap scene' brothers never heard of me
[02:03.52]Yet I'm a meance' yo' police wanna murder me
[02:06.70]Heine（ken） Dark drinker' represent the thinker
[02:09.63]My pen rides the paper' it even has blinkers
[02:12.75]Think I'll dim the lights then inhale' it stimulates
[02:15.37]Floating like I'm on the North 95 Interstate
[02:19.30]Never plan to stop' when I write my hand is hot
[02:22.48]And expand alot from the Wiz to Camelot
[02:25.54]The parlayer' I'll make ya heads bop Pah
[02:28.10]I s*ine a light on perpetrators like a cop's car
[02:31.83]From day to night' I play the mic and you'll thank God
[02:35.01]I wreck shit so much' the microphone'll need a paint job
[02:38.19]My brain is incarcerated
[02:39.75]Live at any jam' I couldn't count all the parks I raided
[02:44.07]I hold a Mac-11' and attack the Reverand
[02:47.13]I contact 11 L's and max in heaven
[02:50.44]Yo' one time 4 your mind' one time
[02:53.00]It sound clever
[02:54.43]But one time 4 your mind' one time
[02:56.06]Yeah whatever
[02:56.68]One time 4 your mind' one time
[02:59.04]Yo' from ninety-two to ninety-nine
[03:01.68]Yeah that shit was greasy fat Paul' knowhatI'msayin?
[03:06.73]
[03:10.11]But check it' you gotta another verse for me
[03:11.36]I want you to kick it' youknowhatI'msayin?
[03:12.17]Kick that shit from the projects...

作词 : Nasir Jones/Paul Mitchell
作曲 : Nasir Jones/Paul Mitchell
Yeah' it's Illmatic （yeah）
It's Illmatic （yeah!）
It's Illmatic' huh
（yeah kick that shit ）
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 ****in rhym
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 cassette deck' rockin the shit ' 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 niggas who'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
One time 4 your mind' one time
Yeah whatever
One time 4 your mind' one time
It sound clever
Hey yo Nas' **** that' man that shit was fat
But kick that for them gangstas man' **** all that
Right' right' what up niggas' 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
shit' cold be starvin make you wanna do crimes kid
But I'ma lamp' cuz a crime couldn't beat a rhyme
Niggas catching 3 to 9's' Muslims yelling free the mind
And I'm from Queen**ridge' been to many places
as a kid when I would say that out of town' niggas 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 meance' yo' police wanna murder me
Heine（ken） 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 alot from the Wiz to Camelot
The parlayer' I'll make ya heads bop Pah
I s*ine a light on perpetrators like a cop's car
From day to night' I play the mic and you'll thank God
I wreck shit 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 Reverand
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 shit was greasy fat Paul' knowhatI'msayin?
But check it' you gotta another verse for me
I want you to kick it' youknowhatI'msayin?
Kick that shit from the projects...