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One time, yeah, yeahYo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage
One **** front, my face on the front page
Only if I had one ***, one girl and one crib
One God to show me how to do things his son didPure, like a cup of virgin blood, mixed with
One fifty-one, one sip'll make a **** flip
Writin' names on my ****** ****, plottin' ****
Mad violence, who I'm gon' ****, this hood politicsAckowledge it, leave bodies ******* 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 upBut my luck, I got up, the cop **** again
Bus stop glass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken
Richochetin' between the spots that I'm hidin' in
Blackin' out as I ***** back, **** gettin' hitThis is my hood I'ma rep, to the death of it
'Til everybody come home, little ****** is grown
Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb, we need more warriors soon
Sip from the star, sun and the moonIn this life of police chases, street sweepers and coppers
***** ** kids with no conscience, leavin' victims with doctors
If you really think you ready to die, with ***** out

This is what nas is 'bout, ***** the time is nowYo, 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 *****
All I need is one mic, yeahAll I need is one ****, one page and one pen
One prayer, tell God, forgive for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, look back
At all the hatred against me, **** alla themJesus died at age thirty-three, there's thirty-three *****
From twin ***** there's sixteen a piece, that's thirty-two
Which means, one of my **** was holdin seventeen
Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into youEverybody gotta die sometime, hope your funeral
Never gets **** up, ******* tear through the innocent
Nothin' is fair, ****** roll up, ******* from wheelchairs
My heart is racin', tastin' revenge in the airI let the **** slide for too many years, too many times
Now I'm strapped with a couple of ****, too many *****
If y'all ****** really wit me get busy, load up the *****
Do more than just hold it, explode the **** until you emptyThere's nothin' in our way, they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust
**** flyin', feel it? I feel it in my gut
That we take these ****** to war, lie 'em down
'Cause we stronger now, my ***** the time is nowAll I need is one mic, that's all I need, that's all I need
All I need is one mic, there's nuttin else in the world
All I need is one mic, that's all a ***** need to do his thing, y'know
All I need is one micAll I need is one life, one try, one breath, I'm one man
What I stand for speaks for itself, they don't understand
Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical
Talkin' all that slick ****, the same way these ****** doWonder what my secrets is, ******** move on you
Only if they know, what your weakness is, I have none
Too late to grab **** I'm ****** 'cause I'm a cool *****
Thought I wouldn't have that *** done? Fooled you ******What you call a infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin
War gets deep, some beef is everlastin'
Complete with thick scars, brothers ****** 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 would get ******
Body found in the dumpster
For real a hustler, purchased my Range, ****** throwin' dirt on my name
Jealous 'cause fiends got they work and complain******* 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 straightSwellin' my melon 'cause none of these ******* real
Heard he was, 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 nowAll I need is one mic, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All I need is one mic, that's all I ever needed in this world, **** cash
All I need is one mic, **** the cars, the jewelry
All I need is one mic to spread my voice to the whole world, baby

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Dominick Wickliffe, better known by his stage name Crooked I is an American rapper from Long Beach, California. The name "Crooked I" comes from a shortened version of his original moniker, Crooked Intriago. It has nothing to do with the malt liquor. He is 1/4th of rap supergroup Slaughterhouse (with Joe Budden, Royce da 5'9" & Joell Ortiz), and is currently regarded as the best rapper on the west coast, after rising to hip-hop prominence with his freestyle series 'Hip-Hop Weekly', which he released a new freestyle over popular industry beats every week for 52 weeks. His first album 'Say Hi to the Bad Guy', originally intended to be released on Death Row Records recently leaked on the internet, and he plans to release his first official album 'B.O.S.S. (Beginning Of Something Serious)' as a free digital download in 2009. Crooked I is CEO of his own record label, Dynasty Entertainment, and Senior Vice President of Treacherous Records. Before he became his own boss, he was also signed to Virgin Records, and most notably, Death Row Records, where he spent four years working under the infamous Suge Knight.

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