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fuckin' with a dread You're takin' 2 to your head, I'm comin' fed (Is he dead?) Yeah, he dead It had to be a murder 'Cause I'm a fuckin' killer by nature
all Yet some choose not to say You can't let those who ain't yet Make you they lil' ball of clay Be free and express yourself Nastiness comes naturally
and rugged, rugged and raw for you and yours, for you and yours (Yo, yo I-I think I wanna taste these horns I want you to taste these horns, c'mon now
Yes, I am mother nature's son And I'm the only one I do what I want and I want what I see Huh, could only happen to me I'm so free, I'm so free Oh,
I'm on 'til I'm on a island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindness I kill ya, my natural persona
, can't change the coordinates On course threatened by force, passed the limit Mutilate the meak, terrorize the timid Murder in a minute then it's mission accomplished Corner
us Yeah, deeps pon the streets I reach, be the sound A pouch full of ouch, soon the freaks is freakin out, uhh Threes that make you shout, 'bout, ruckus on the corner
braids are twist clean, cuts or fros beneath the hats and do the dance, does I boogie backs to relax -- I does Concentrate, it's not be natural as the
and rugged Rugged and raw For you and yours For you and yours Yo yo, I I think I wanna taste these horns I want you to taste these horns, c'mon now
born People are celebrating while other people mourn Home may be home to you but to me it's foreign Even the matador don't pull the bull by the horns
pasture Every time we're in a funk, I picture a different choice Anytime we're in a rut, this distant grandeur My tendency to want to do away feels natural
Let's ride It's a felling deep inside It's like a burnin' fire It's like a roller coaster rider Makes you wanna fly A natural high The beat, the beat
too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn
know too soon There is no sense in trying Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fools gold mouthpiece The hollow horn
and worms are his kith and kin, reptillian hiding inside human skin. Snake Charming Horns start to show with the thrill of the slaughter, true to his nature
girl on the social page Lookin' in love and all engaged We decided she don't take a very good picture (Chorus) It may be my family's redneck nature Rubbin
Ghettofied celebrities, fantastical treats Technologically advanced the dance is futuristic Glamour girls rock your world, so stylistic Stylistic, stylistic, stylistic Watcha gonna do when I come after you Better blow your little horn
