Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
I'm no stress-reliever, no natural born leader/
Natural thrills i seek stem from conquering earth's highest peak,
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
Freestyle natural like butch reed,blow your mind like a claymore
Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more
Its natural to feel scared i would be,
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.
That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose
Creator of natural disasters i'm the greatest disaster,
Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper
‘fore you get tossed like a forward lateral
Cant help my actions, they come natural
But thats ya natural habitat,
May just gon' bring hobo back
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