Lyrics 1 Time 4 Yo Mind - Natas

1 Time 4 Yo Mind

What the heck
Give me a mic check so I can wreck shit
Here I go again
So hit the deck quick
I like to kick shit that makes you wonder how
A devilish child
With the devil’s style and profile
Something you never saw is now seen
With my X-ray vision I can see everything
It’s like life on the big screen I’m viewing
Looking in from the outside is what I’m doing
Coming to you like a poetic Socrates
With the scientific method I’m dropping my hypotheses
I predict and pick the roads I walk on
Select and wreck every rhythm I talk on
So here’s the flow that I dreamed last night
I was rapping to The Sandman
Cause even in my sleep I write
Nightmarish poetry
I’ll say Mastamind’s in the house
So you know it’s me
I want to hit your mental telepathy with this rhyme
So I kick it one time for your mind
This is definitely one to grow on
Your mind, body and soul grows as I flow on
Only if Einstein would have wrote rhymes
His name would have been The Unbeatable Mastamind
I ain’t no hologram of your imagination
What would life be without a Reel Life creation?
Come and take a dose of this poisonous medicine
And once it sets in your fucking head spins
Ain’t nothing wrong with addiction
As long as you’re addicted to my words as I kick shit
I’m in the mood to raise and build
If the place ain’t filled
It’s cause all my people are getting killed
I think about life
I think about death
My mind flips and plays tricks on me as time ticks
I keep my eyes on the prize
And watch the clock steadily
And Rock It Deadly
One time for your mind
Yours for you to enjoy and envy
The Devil is in me so I’m living in sin, see
Many many suckers burn for this
It’s one time for your mind
So maybe you’ll learn from this
You be the fool and I’ll be the one to school
Haven’t you heard
That street knowledge rules
I got a duty to build and bless you
When the lesson is done
Let The Nutty Professor test you
Get it in your head
Sing along to what I said
I gotta let cool wisdom be heard until I’m dead
Who knows where the bad guy goes
When he dies
I guess he’s sent to Hell where he fries
Too bad I can’t be headed for the skies
Time is up
It’s too late
I already know my fate
I can’t wait
'Til Judgment Day comes
When I can rock it in Hell over some Wicket bass drums
You learn about life and death for yourself
Fuck a role model
I’ll preach it to you like a ghetto style Aristotle
You want to know like I know
Then wish upon a cross
But don’t get lost, lost in the sauce
NATAS can be your saviors
How does the bloody flavor taste that I gave ya
Like a 3, 2, 1
The lesson is done
One time for your mind