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NATAS : Football lyrics

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NATAS lyrics : "Football"

Ready, set, hut 1, bust ya guns
I'm the one callin' plays, hush your tongues

Must you come to us to put you down thunderous
3 ^!$$%z with mics, comin' like there's round a hundred of us
Comin' like some out the jungle mother$#&@ers

Some ^!$$%z come up on the suckers and suckers go to the gutter
What you livin' for? You ready to ride to the end of the road
And get wicked for show let me know when you're visit to go

Here's the info, peep the game play now feel the tempo
Now can you smoke on this while takin' it in slow
I'll rot you with the proper procedure

Runnin' through this game without a breather, wide receiver
Tryin' to come up on 7, figures that is
The harder you put your %#@! down the bigger it is

This has been a demonstration for Natas
Standing like a monument until the nation proper celebration
We gonna toast to we the champions

For now every $#&@in' murder rider needs an anthem


Hit you with the football and blow out your brains rushin'
"Oh my God"

I'ma hike it, whether you like it or not
Don't get excited, I'm here to ingnite your bloodclot

The blazin' hot, knockin' out your spot
Forget me not, 'cause I pop and never drop the $#&@in' rock
I wanna rumble, mother$#&@er I ain't mumble

And I never fumble in the jungle with the bundle
Touchdown in your zone, this you can't believe
Connection, interception, I wide receive

My style blitz your whole play when I slide
Offsides, soft hides, make for more murder rides
Runnin' deprieving make for dead presidents

Never hesistant when I'm servin' you this medicine
Straight tackling the ones that won't better sen
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4th down and 10 to go
I throw the bomb, yo

TNT's in the game
All ^!$$%z know my name
N-A-T-A-S never drop a glock, pop a clock

Stoppin' no rest needed, I stay weeded
Situations heeded
I throw spirals and bolos at those hoes who oppose

^!$$%z try to read me get they book closed
In the story ^!$$%z get killed on the battlefield
Talkin' murder %#@! not doin' what they say they will

Now the warriors come out, raise your guns to that

Perhaps, you should get your %#@! in shape and run your laps
About the punter heard out, put ya through a work out
Natas the first stop you take, put the red alert out

Do anything to put the word out, make you the sacrifice
The game is getting stormed at night
'Cause God gonna get black tonight


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