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The Natural

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  • [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
    No originality, take a ride with the natural
    I ain't blow up yet
    Fear the greatest bomb in the Apple
    Tackles broke to pieces
    The streets are scorching trying to over ease ya
    A firm believer, I wore the crown on my Caesar. Freezer, count me up
    This test an alley thump just made the tally jump
    Wild around me, catch a smiley cut let out the alley up
    Writers block, can't get my mind to stop. Most days I island hop
    Karma's a *******, I found a spot
    Wandering trips around the clock
    Charming your chick from down the block
    Flow got her, she found a shark
    My fins showin' two tens throwing a pound a spark
    Uh! So many wa*******ng up, I'm edged in stone though
    You fool pit browse
    My testers slam the lomo, exit solo
    Big tests for so-so, need us extra promo
    No runner ups can catch the pros
    So slice the pie like Lexus logo
    Bet my cadence alarms impostors
    Problems just hanging strange fruit
    Hs and orange boxes
    Big faces in all the watches
    Roses, Aces, and Knockers
    Hoes embrace their show stoppers
    Hundred papers, more options
    With hunger pain there’s no nonsense
    Rumble game I'm all offense
    Launching confidence here
    And I know these powers won't feel me
    They'll be over your *******t in no time
    And no you ain't getting no co-sign
    I'm fully equipped to go
    I’m in solid gold at the goal line
    Powder rope through my smoke, climb higher
    Can't pick my code, ma
    Over matter, fact who's badder?
    Ain't no rapper here or after
    Back in my zone at night
    These new *****s is over hyped
    Steep look into a soldier's life
    Three or four minutes of poltergeist
    Sweet beginnings,I'm ultra nice
    Come kill a God, he multiples
    Open eyes hit critics
    Visits from broken wives
    Through the impossible
    The ***** is you doing with oxygen?
    These bums done brung up my name in vein
    Wondering when you hit your compliments
    My conscience vents
    Henny and mobster tints
    Hell out the audience
    Stand up guy, bet he won't hop a fence
    If any a consequence
    Stepped in good, been stomping since
    Different kind, maybe common sense
    Calm me down with the capital
    Built the crown and no avenue
    Boring *****s will challenge you
    Slaughtering since 2002
    Porno vids in my memory
    Foreign trips out to Kennedy
    Hoing tricks out for energy
    Told a ******* I wouldn't let it be
    Every week with another head
    Ch-check out my symmetry
    My maniac rhyme
    More amazing than all your favorites combined
    I'm killing ya, maaan!
    Hit the fire on these ******* one time
    I sun*******ne, I cook the area
    Burn up your front line
    Turn up my new *******t, product of DJ Dram
    Sour out the nose and bottle cliques
    Urban model chicks
    Life's a room, a dollar should
    Slide in a Ferragamo slip
    Top of the metropolis
    Looking down on your confidence
    Hooking up with your confidant
    Coolin' - feels like the comp is gone
    Hoes in my sweaters
    Hoes be over zealous
    Hold it down, dirty as hell
    When we roll to town
    What's up with all these clowns?
    I gave you years, how dare you doubt me?
    Even when I ain't here you hear about me
  • [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
    No originality, take a ride with the natural
    I ain't blow up yet
    Fear the greatest bomb in the Apple
    Tackles broke to pieces
    The streets are scorching trying to over ease ya
    A firm believer, I wore the crown on my Caesar. Freezer, count me up
    This test an alley thump just made the tally jump
    Wild around me, catch a smiley cut let out the alley up
    Writers block, can't get my mind to stop. Most days I island hop
    Karma's a *******, I found a spot
    Wandering trips around the clock
    Charming your chick from down the block
    Flow got her, she found a shark
    My fins showin' two tens throwing a pound a spark
    Uh! So many wa*******ng up, I'm edged in stone though
    You fool pit browse
    My testers slam the lomo, exit solo
    Big tests for so-so, need us extra promo
    No runner ups can catch the pros
    So slice the pie like Lexus logo
    Bet my cadence alarms impostors
    Problems just hanging strange fruit
    Hs and orange boxes
    Big faces in all the watches
    Roses, Aces, and Knockers
    Hoes embrace their show stoppers
    Hundred papers, more options
    With hunger pain there’s no nonsense
    Rumble game I'm all offense
    Launching confidence here
    And I know these powers won't feel me
    They'll be over your *******t in no time
    And no you ain't getting no co-sign
    I'm fully equipped to go
    I’m in solid gold at the goal line
    Powder rope through my smoke, climb higher
    Can't pick my code, ma
    Over matter, fact who's badder?
    Ain't no rapper here or after
    Back in my zone at night
    These new *****s is over hyped
    Steep look into a soldier's life
    Three or four minutes of poltergeist
    Sweet beginnings,I'm ultra nice
    Come kill a God, he multiples
    Open eyes hit critics
    Visits from broken wives
    Through the impossible
    The ***** is you doing with oxygen?
    These bums done brung up my name in vein
    Wondering when you hit your compliments
    My conscience vents
    Henny and mobster tints
    Hell out the audience
    Stand up guy, bet he won't hop a fence
    If any a consequence
    Stepped in good, been stomping since
    Different kind, maybe common sense
    Calm me down with the capital
    Built the crown and no avenue
    Boring *****s will challenge you
    Slaughtering since 2002
    Porno vids in my memory
    Foreign trips out to Kennedy
    Hoing tricks out for energy
    Told a ******* I wouldn't let it be
    Every week with another head
    Ch-check out my symmetry
    My maniac rhyme
    More amazing than all your favorites combined
    I'm killing ya, maaan!
    Hit the fire on these ******* one time
    I sun*******ne, I cook the area
    Burn up your front line
    Turn up my new *******t, product of DJ Dram
    Sour out the nose and bottle cliques
    Urban model chicks
    Life's a room, a dollar should
    Slide in a Ferragamo slip
    Top of the metropolis
    Looking down on your confidence
    Hooking up with your confidant
    Coolin' - feels like the comp is gone
    Hoes in my sweaters
    Hoes be over zealous
    Hold it down, dirty as hell
    When we roll to town
    What's up with all these clowns?
    I gave you years, how dare you doubt me?
    Even when I ain't here you hear about me