Natas - All Praises Due Lyrics
"Ready nig?""Yeah"(Mastamind)Let me put you up on this, like I roll thisI'm more than just a microphonistLet me the ***** alone trickGet your mail on with out me, I'll get mine no doubtAnd do the ***** all night freak, is this the game aboutWe own shit, and they done let me in to make millFrom coast to coast to rock the bill, do this shake the hillsSet up shop on ya block here I comeMake the business move smooth with the humYoung nation leader, lead a pack a killas to enterWe sinners, we finna eat yo ass for dinner(Mastamind's Chorus)(4x)And all praises due to GothomI keep goin till the sun riseSon of a gun Blaz4Me(Esham)Let me tell you a famous story about a niggaYou never heard aboutNigga disrespect and get your mouth blew outStraight flew out the coop, check the scoopYoung boy on the microphone, yes incorporatedB-boy flowin nigga, check my fileNigga got more rhymes than hairdressers got hairstylesOld school, new school, legend in my own timeIn fear of a black planet still on my mindSo why you diss a nigga for a outfitI'm tryin' not to be a toilet in the world a shit(Esham's Chorus)(4x)And all praises due to GothomI keep goin till the midnightSon of a gun, Blaz4Me(TNT)Keep my name out yo mouth, before my dick be in itDidn't I tell you mother*****ers? I was in it to win itStill cold as dry ice make these niggaz think twiceDroppin bombs on ya ass make you scream for your lifeLet's get acquainted, let me kick the game for yaBang it, point blank, frame it in the picture fame for yaShit we do is real, ***** hoes pack steelWe all about our money rap on tracks for millsAnd if you niggaz wanna test usYou lucky charm ass niggaz fan out slugs, magically delicious(TNT's Chorus)(4x)And all praises due to GothomI keep goin like all daySon of a gun, Blaz4MeYeah, blasphemy, would you blast for me?Cause I would blast for me, you know what I mean?Don't be
