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nation of killas - natas lyrics

[intro]
they dope as h*ll
you so dope you sell that sh*t, you know?
[?]

[esham]
sometimes i sit all by myself and think, why me?
my destiny was to be in blasphemy in this f*cked society
when will i see a better way, a brighter day? i’m still unholy
i’m unholy, i’m unholy, and the lord can’t taketh away
oh no, i’m not a baptist, but i rap this murder rap
diss me and i’ma push your sh*t back
sign your name on a devil’s contract
n*gga, this natas, yeah, satan
sell your soul to me, now i got ’em
when you hear them shots in that midnight
say to yourself, i hope i shot him
if you ever come to detroit, you know i ain’t no fake*ass n*gga
n*gga don’t make me pull this trigger
and blow your brains all down the street
don’t ask me for no record deal, i just might smack ya
see i run with n*ggas who will k!ll your ass, they just might jack ya
suicide is my set, i murder ride [?]
when in cleveland i’m in the valley projects smokin’ wet
suicidalist, the abyss, the crisis
help no motherf*cker unless he assist
in a one eight seven, necessity to this murder right on this track
but you still never heard of a n*gga like me
[t*n*t]
it’s like my eyes can’t see the light
it’s like my soul trapped in the middle of midnight
a nation of k!llers is born
who’s the last man to stand in the morn

[esham]
pop pop to the n*ggas who bust them blocks for real
n*gga, f*ck that fake sh*t
n*gga, i don’t just wait for sh*t to happen
meaning i get up and just go take sh*t
n*gga, f*ck the world, n*gga, f*ck your life and the police
i meant that, in my verse
i don’t rap just to cuss
b*tch, i rap for the n*ggas that bust at yo ass

[mastamind]
mastamind, manic wicked to h*ll raiser
i bring the dark side of the force like darth vader
got ’em affiliation, take out the nation with one shot
bow down and pray to the underground god who runs the block
so far i got the whole world trippin’, n*ggas bummed out
any rapper that open they mouth too loud gon’ get rubbed out
in the street k!lling mysterious n*gga figure me
to be in the middle of war when this goes down in history
grab your mics and flow, but let that b*tch go
[?]
tricks know this ain’t no disco
[?] hand go, i don’t plan to dance, ho
b*tch, i just came to game
them boys in this b*tch
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[outro]
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- natas lyrics

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