Luyện nghe bài hát Natural High

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

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

[killah
Roamin in the all summer
back, state maps and 8-tracks
Its that, I laugh at competition
I'm nigga, I can't be sunned
Check the posture, by the way where's my oscar
Crack your legs a lobster, break your arms
Beat you to death, snap neck
Crack chest, lay you to rest
confess, I judge wisely
All spys, to size me
If you phony, I leave you with your
Sony headphones, layin in the dead zone

razah]
In the dead zone they lay, king
With golden armless, hartlets
That be strippin for they
Searchin for a promise, regardless though
You godless, still feed you full for conscience
Red ant now this, rockets
>from where her projects, to street
Profit a lisha, to ya, roll wit a militia
Mr. military, now, roll with a team of jim
Send my hoes to your
Sprayin through your belly, you ain't ready
For the deadly, gently
There a school boy to test me
East to wesley strite
who stress me, we streit
Fuck you the fight, fight, fight, fight

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

Like an alaskan breeze, I blow through your
Stuck to mentals like thumb-tacks and staples
Been to temples, learned time-tables
My marks on labels and biblic-oohs from mavels
Give life to trapped ex-cons and
You can't escape my prison, i'ma livin
Killin more trabatites and build my
Green grass grows, the white is wiped out
Keep your red meat, I'll be for trout
That I'm the mouse, I'll figure my way out
Pinky and the brain had to find house
Wherabouts, go and frolic in the forest
Next time you lie, think about honest
I bomb

razah]
We with calmness, words come forth like a savior
A wicked heaven is the hell for the razah
Raised up in brooklyn, two of meetin slaves
From grenada to the grave, from the to the cage
State-pens be like play-pens, the government
Inside a project with no escapin, unless
They die for us, you for the so you lie for us
other thieves already spy for it
I watch eyes everywhere around me
Devils try to drown me in the and the town built for slaughter
Without you got chaos, player haters
Who play us, death-bed layers, who forgot to pay us, now
Covered up with layers, it's too for you rap duplicators
Who's packs be

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