Lyrical Breakdown of One Time 4 Your Mind (feat. National Symphony Orchestra) - Live - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "One Time 4 Your Mind (feat. National Symphony Orchestra) - Live" 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 Time 4 Your Mind (feat. National Symphony Orchestra) - Live" 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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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 fuckin 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 sexing 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 niggaz 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, fuck that, man that shit was fat But kick that for them gangstas man, fuck all that Right, right, what up niggaz, 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 Niggaz catching 3 to 9's, Muslims yelling free the mind And I'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 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 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 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 One time 4 your mind, one time It sound clever 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, kno what I'm sayin? But check it, you gotta another verse for me I want you to kick it, you know what I'msayin? Kick that shit for the projects