| Yo, I set shit off
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| Like a Genesis scripture, chilling when high but a menace with liquor
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| And Natural Elements is more than just my tentative niggas
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| Sensitive-trigger handguns, and when I rhyme on the block
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| Kids come out like when the ice cream man come
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| Yo, then I hold ‘em for ransom at random
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| Lick a shot at you and watch your man run. |
| (For real) I can’t front
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| We deal with various plans, niggas don’t understand, son
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| Shit, I’m on some higher learning, spit out a dumdum
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| I’m ug'-nice, the mic is burning, and my coercion
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| Make you see the light—let's reunite like the Iron Curtain
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| Leave you
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| Lying, hurting. |
| To the world, the Elements came to tear
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| Skeletons out their frame like The Predator. |
| In this game
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| Ain’t no competitors, y’all debtors be creditors, no one
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| Can edit us ‘cause we speak with forked tongue like European
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| Settlers (No doubt) and let the metal bust (Pow, pow). |
| Ayyo
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| You settle for a pebble, not a stone like a rebel does
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| We got
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| Mystique (by nature), y’all niggas freaks (by nature), we be
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| Unique (by nature), y’all niggas weak (by nature), we be
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| Creators (by nature), y’all niggas haters (by nature), we inno-
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| -vators (by nature), y’all imitators (by nature)
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| My mind is full of corruption
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| But I don’t hustle. |
| From ashes to dust, I
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| Bust mine for the gusto, get splashed quick and rush. |
| Yo, who’s Natural?
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| Yo, that’s us, and when blast, you should duck or your
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| Ass’ll get struck—it's simple, just same as the temple bust
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| Your mental just ain’t equipped to drop the gems like us, turning
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| Men to dust like Sodom. |
| Ayyo, my roster
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| Striking from top to bottom, y’all niggas don’t want no problems
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| A-Butta: Y’all niggas don’t want no problems, none
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| L-Swift: Yo, man, we’ve been doing this for years, man. |
| Yo, it’s time to shine,
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| man. |
| Yo, yo, Voo, what up, man? |
| Let ‘em know
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| Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, word up. |
| Word up
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| A-Butta: Yo, come on, man. |
| Yo, yo, Agu, let ‘em know
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| Yo, yo, yo, you wanna
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| Duel Voo? |
| Let me school you. |
| Don’t let niggas fool you
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| First of all, you’re soft. |
| Liquor and chocha, who you? |
| I’ma
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| Pull you and your partner’s goddess (*Kiss*), swear to my father
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| Niggas that went down in this game, I’ll revere like martyrs
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| Back when I used to wear a starter, in the days
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| Of the park, when rap was an art, then I elicit
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| Explicit images about thugs, clapped and sparked men
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| Until they hemorrhaged—I was raised on that premise. |
| Now I
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| Grimace ‘cause shit’s too strenuous to smile where the
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| Tenements pile, the snakes secrete a venom, it’s vile
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| I’m a menace, I’m foul, gun-crazed, shine like sunrays
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| Facing three-to-nine unfazed, my gun blaze under
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| The moonlit, wilding like I’m on the central punitive
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| Segregation unit. |
| Crime’s a thing my mind’s in tune with, so while you
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| In the clubs, fronting for chicks
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| I’ll be outside, waiting for you, hunting for victs. |
| Really
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| It’s of no significance what the nine milli hits
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| As long as I get you and your affiliates
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| Word up, I let
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| My MAC metal spit through your block. |
| All a nigga
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| Really need is cash, rookies, and props. |
| Criminal D’s got us
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| Prone to blast quickly on cops. |
| Give me the weed
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| Microphone, and a few taquizas, and I’ll be in the zone
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| With trees around my dome like Julius Caesar. |
| See
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| I rap to keep food in my freezer, pour half of the two-
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| -liter out, other half Courvoisier though. |
| Started
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| From Ground Zero, then we came up—pardon my nature
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| Youth and danger, euthanasia, ganja and paper
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| But who could blame us? |
| Argue with gangsters, my crew
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| Troop through, parachute suits, absolute proof
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| With fruit juice, the newest flavors (And it’s getting worse)
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| Yo, yo
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| God as my savior, Heaven my turf, cherish my verse
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| Like a scripture straight up out of Methodist church. |
| The meek
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| Shall inherit the Earth—that's prophecy speaking
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| Poverty even. |
| Properly freaking it by nature
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| Not only is we hot for the season, it’s an infinite journey
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| When slugs hit, blood drip on your gurney
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| Piss on your jersey. |
| Straight to the point, you’re getting shitted on early
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| Straight to the joint, I’m gripping my thirty
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| Slash thirty, past dirty. |
| My eyes' light scan through your nation |
| Still, I rise like a standing ovation
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| Manning your station, nothing to fear, muffle your ears
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| Suck in your tears. |
| The street corner coming to fear
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| And by
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| Nature, y’all niggas is weak (Word up), and by
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| Nature, y’all ain’t got mystique like us, and by
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| Nature, y’all niggas is freaks (Word up), and by
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| Nature, yo, you ain’t unique like us (Word up), and by
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| Nature, y’all niggas is haters (Yo, yo), and by
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| Nature, y’all don’t be creators like us, and by
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| Nature, y’all niggas imitators (Word), and by
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| Nature, y’all ain’t innovators like us (Word up), and by
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| Nature, y’all niggas is cowards (Uh huh), and by
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| Nature, y’all ain’t got the power like us, and by
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| Nature, y’all just picking flowers (Uh huh), and by
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| Nature, y’all niggas can’t devour us
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| Mr. Voodoo
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| Innovates hip hop. |
| Your style is old
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| So renovate it or get dropped. |
| Your flows drip-drop
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| Like leaky faucets, I’m a reservoir. |
| You know the repertoire
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| Yearly, monthly, weekly, I toss it
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| Never lost it ‘cause it’s internal. |
| My journal
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| Entries cause internal injuries. |
| The undilutable
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| Hemlock’s the suitable remedy. |
| I’m shoving iron
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| Nails under the cuticles of my enemy
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| Remember we? |
| (NE) Let me elucidate the name
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| Feel excruciating pain when we lubricate your frame as if
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| You’re waiting in the rain. |
| Cold fluid in my vein maintain
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| Y’all motherfuckers can’t stand the reign
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| It’s like
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| Raindrops fall on your dome, word. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops all in your ear, yeah. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops fall on your dome, word. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops all in your ear, yeah. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops fall on your dome, word. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops fall on your dome, word. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops all in your ears, yeah. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops fall on your dome. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops. |
| It’s like
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| Raindrops |