Luyện nghe bài hát Natural High

[intro: priest]
In the beginning, no from the ending
It's the killah priest, sheik from the middle east
Lacing it of man, you know what I'm sayin
Big moe up in the
Ty g and dreddy kruger

x2: trebag, (hell razah)]
We that music, that moves your body (natural high, natural high)
We make that music, that moves your body (natural high, high)
We got the fire, that gets you (natural high, natural high)
We got the fire, that gets you (natural high, natural high)

[killah
Roamin in the 4-runner all
Laid back, state maps and
Its great that, I at competition
I'm nigga, I can't be sunned
Check the royal posture, by the way where's my
Crack your legs a lobster, break your arms
Beat you to death, your neck
Crack your chest, lay you to
Then confess, I wisely
All spys, to size me
If you phony, I leave you lonely your
Sony headphones, layin stiff in the zone

[hell
In the zone they lay, king nostradamos
With armless, teachin hartlets
be strippin for they garments
Searchin for a promise, regardless though
You godless, still feed you full for your
Red ant now launch this,
>from where her projects, to street
a lisha, to fish ya, roll wit a militia
Mr. military, now, roll with a team of jim
Send my hoes to telly
holes through your belly, you ain't ready
For the deadly, gently
ain't a school boy to test me
East coast to wesley
Those who me, we streit
Fuck you the fight, fight, fight, fight

[prodigal
A young king at the age of 15, caught up in
The scorpio, sportin material diamond rings
Physical, historical, mystical, shinin,
Stackin, packin pistols, fa and they brought the meth
To crown heights, the fiends get high
atlantic avenue, bone down through the sty
What we do or die unite the
Multiply, I sick of seein his cry
time to purify

Like an alaskan breeze, I blow through your
Stuck to your mentals like and staples
Been to temples, egyptian time-tables
My trade marks on labels and biblic-oohs mavels
Give life to trapped ex-cons and
You can't my prison, i'ma livin israelite
Killin trabatites and build my paradise
Green grass grows, the house is wiped out
Keep red meat, I'll be fishin for trout
That means I'm the mouse, figure my way out
Pinky and the had to find another house
Wherabouts, go walk and in the forest
Next you lie, think about bein honest
I this

[hell
We kill with calmness, words come forth like a
A wicked heaven is the hell for the razah
Raised up in brooklyn, two decades of meetin
From grenada to the grave, from the to the cage
State-pens be play-pens, the government in-slavin
a science project with no escapin, unless
They die for us, you for the so you lie for us
While other already spy for it
I watch snake eyes around me
Devils try to drown me in the water and the town built for
order you got chaos, player haters
Who play us, layers, who forgot to pay us, now they
Covered up with layers, it's too for you rap duplicators
Who's packs be

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