1 Time 4 Yo Mind - Natas

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