Na S One Mic ( All I need is one love)

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 Ackowledge it, leave bodies chopped up in garbages Seeds watch us, grow up and try to