showing me Chorus There will never be another you for me Don't want to search all my life for me its clear to see That I love you and you love me and I will never never
come up on somethin', bubblin' I'ma say this really, really, really loud Y'all wanna rumble, I'll bust them, rush them Trust him, never, on a whole '
[Layzie] Bone Thug Nature, Naughty By Harmony. (Forgive them father they know not what they do) [Layzie] Yea. Treach in the Mothafuckin house. [Bizzy
still rep Walnut street in deep East Oakland The 100 block where you can your whole shit broken Like Mystikal 'Still Smokin'' The life [unverified] and rent free I never
'm a freak of nature Skepta I got the UK buzzing like a vibrator Now my paper's looking higher than a sky scraper Chipmunk told me don't watch no face I'll never
road 7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load Funk, Buddha Monk, in the trunk I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, up and down the boulevard I'm a natural
meat Lay on the cover My natural hair she loved it Stop bitch stop bitch Please don't touch it Took her trough some hoods And let her hoe around 7
when, faced wit the truth Parallels observing, amateur video tapes of Twenty-one top notch NYPD cops get ill Fill they minds not to kill still son, never
to adapt to as a gangsta Enter my mind Fill my heart My emotional pain Can you feel it? Naw Can you feel it? If you haven't experienced that nature of
cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through
to adapt to as a gangsta Enter my mind Fill my heart My emotional pain Can you feel it? Naw Can you feel it? If you haven?t experienced that nature of
, bank robbers with large records Hard vests, 86 got guards on, Benetton rugbies And frames that fake guns when they rob [Incomprehensible] To them that's natural
in a baked potato world Sizzling in some beef full of grease like jheri curls Shout out to DJ's who kept it real Shook a few in the thou', but some never
Through the stages, 3M7 ages Constantinople ruled mobile seeking global filled with Motion over the odds of oceans, scan the land, every inch Of the sand, never
I got no choice but to be a poet Now in my natural habitat I gravitate towards having that And I elevate on having that And I'll never get caught in
9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Boom boom, blowin up, blowin up is the outcome [Chorus 2X] I've got you fiending (fiending) for the flavor of the Natural High, Natural High, Natural
