Lyrical Breakdown of One Mic - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "One Mic" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Nas weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "One Mic" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Nas employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Nas's narrative.

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One time, yeah, yeah Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage One nigga front, my face on the front page Only if I had one gun, one girl and one crib One God to show me how to do things his son did Pure, like a cup of virgin blood Mixed with 151, one sip'll make a nigga flip Writin' names on my hollow tips, plottin' shit Mad violence, who I'm gon' body? This hood politics Acknowledge it, leave bodies chopped up in garbages Seeds watch us, grow up and try to follow us Police watch us, roll up and try knockin' us One knee I ducked, could it be my time is up? But my luck, I got up, the cop shot again Bus stop, glass burst, a fiend drops his Heineken Ricochetin' between the spots that I'm hidin' in Blackin' out as I shoot back-, fuck gettin' hit! This is my hood, I'ma rep to the death of it 'Til everybody come home, little niggas is grown Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb We need more warriors soon Sent from the stars, sun and the moon In this life of police chases, street sweepers and coppers Stick-up kids with no conscience, leavin' victims with doctors If you really think you ready to die with .9s out This is what Nas is 'bout, nigga, the time is now! Yo, all I need is one mic All I need is one mic (that's all I need) All I need is one mic (all I need, niggas) All I need is one mic (yeah) All I need is one blunt, one page and one pen One prayer, tell God forgive me for one sin Matter of fact, maybe more than one Look back at all the hatred against me, fuck all of them! Jesus died at age 33, there's 33 shots From twin Glocks, there's 16 apiece, that's 32 Which means one of my guns was holdin' 17 27 hit your crew, six went into you Everybody gotta die sometime, hope your funeral Never gets shot up, bullets tear through the innocent Nothin' is fair, niggas roll up, shootin' from wheelchairs My heart is racin', tastin' revenge in the air I let this shit slide for too many years, too many times Now I'm strapped with a couple of MACs, too many .9s If y'all niggas really with me, get busy, load up the semis Do more than just hold it, explode the clip until you empty There's nothin' in our way, they bust, we bust, they rush, we rush Lead flyin', feel it? I feel it in my gut That we take these bitches to war, lie 'em down 'Cause we stronger now, my nigga, the time is now! All I need is one mic (that's all I need, niggas, that's all I need) All I need is one mic (there's nothin' else in the world) All I need is one mic (that's all a nigga need to do his thing y'know) All I need is one mic (this is all I need) All I need is one life, one try, one breath, I'm one man What I stand for speaks for itself, they don't understand Don't wanna see me on top, too egotistical Talkin' all that slick shit the same way these bitches do Wonder what my secrets is Niggas'll move on, you only if they know what your weakness is I have none, too late to grab guns I'm blastin' 'cause I'm a cool nigga Thought I wouldn't have that ass done? Fooled you niggas What you call an infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin' War gets deep, some beef is everlastin' Complete with thick scars Brothers knifin' each other up in prison yards Drama, where does it start? You know the block was ill as a youngster Every night it was like a cop'll get killed Body found in the dumpster For real a hustler, purchased my Range Niggas throwin' dirt on my name Jealous 'cause fiends got they work and complain Bitches left me 'cause they thought I was finished Shoulda knew she wasn't true She came to me when her man caught a sentence Diamonds are blindin', I never make the same mistakes Movin' with a change of pace Lighter load, see now the king is straight Swellin' my melon 'cause none of these niggas real Heard they were tellin' police, how can a kingpin squeal? This is crazy, I'm on the right track, I'm finally found You need some soul-searchin', the time is now All I need is one mic (yeah, yeah yeah yeah) All I need is one mic (all I ever needed in this world, fuck cash) All I need is one mic (fuck the cars, the jewelry) All I need is one mic (to spread my voice to the whole world, baby)