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Natas
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| Life After Death
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"Life"
"Dearly beloved"
"You got 2 choices a what you can do"
"Dearly beloved"
Life After death which one do you choose?
From my pointa view aint got shit to lose
And life aint shit but a state a mind
I hear voices in my head that keep tellin me Im dead
I sing the blues until my tongue gets black
I breathe my last breath on a funky track
Some say we all are evil, we all are the same
I roll with a gang and Natas is the name
I say my slang aint no shame to my game
Life after death, I feel no pain
I pimp strut around and limbo
I got hellish rhymes on my mind so I might let em flow
I shot those suckas and Ill shoot the rest
Im down with Natas and the life after death
To the beat, to the beat, to the funk and a freak
That I kick suck my dick suck my fuckin dick
Life after death, it really makes you wonder
Niggaz feel the blast from the shotgun thunder
Catch me if you can, understand if you can
Life after death, the tales of a mad man
Its a mystery, whats next? Whats next?
Take a guess, is there life after death?
"If you know what time it is, its time to get ill"
"He put the gun to my head and this is what he said"
"I think you know what timeit is, its time to get ill"
"And I shot those suckas and Ill shoot the rest"
The preacher told me I shouldnt say
Were all gonna die on judgement day
The preacher told a lie thats why I dont pray
God bless the child to the rhythm that I play
Dead on arrival, no time for no survival
Im lookin at the signs and they all are reading vital
I think Im suicidal, because of my recital
Some say Im psycho, they label it my title
Natas is down to do the do with whoever
My voodoo is clever, can you fuck with it? Never
Anybody in the path of the road that I travel
Its journey for a battle
Life after death, when you die then youre dead
Headed for the afterlife, hole in your head
The symptoms of insanity has got me on the ledge
Dont push me cause Im close to the edge
Two to the head, they label me a dead
Im better off dead, Im already dead
Youve never heard a dead man rock it deadly
I keep askin myself is the world ready
I get rough like a nap in a niggaz head
I chop off ya head, and then I fill ya fulla lead
This shit gets yo ass like a shot gun to the chest
So close your eyes and breathe your last breath
No other alternative, so tell me whats left
So you can find out first hand, is there life after death?
"Get ready cause this aint funny"
"Get ready cause this aint funny"
"Get ready cause this aint funny"
"Get ready cause this aint funny"
Natas and the crew, the year is 92
I thought you know you know, I thought you said you knew!
Life is like that, its like this round the clock
Acid rap, spiced with a little bit a rock
And roll, rockin your soul from life to death
Back from hell to yell and tell my tale
So you can tell a preacher, that a niggaz out to teach ya
Not a creature feature, but Im still I can reach ya
Its me, TNT, black devil head master
M-I-N-D, and we aint friendly
I let you all see, what I can see
Life after death, and deaths after me!
I was born to die, but Im born again
I sport the wicked grin, cause I was born in sin
Im not a bapist or a buddha or a monk
Just a funky nigga with the showel and funk
So if I spill my guts upside a bloody cross
My hands all bloody inside the bloody sauce
So tell me whats next, God knows my name
I feel no pain, so is there life after death?
"Natas, life after death" |
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06.Nov.2001 19:11:07 |
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15.May.2004 21:05:54 |
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