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NATAS : The One lyrics

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NATAS lyrics : "The One"

(feat. Masta Mind)

[Esham]

I can't beleve this hoe $$# ^!$$% try'd settin' me up
No doubt when I see his $$# i'm wettin, him up
Aint no sympathizin' or even gettin' outta this

You should'nt started this, (*##$ you know this NATAS!
I was smokin' dead flowers in the midnight hours,
ridin' in my drop-top lookin for them cowards

Playin incognito like a $#&@in' misquito
From Detroit not Toledo served your $$# a torpedo
Go in yo vein like a needle, hear no, say no, see no evil

People I won't decive you somtimes I can't believe
That you would try that hoe $$# %#@! that you would even try
I don't get mad I get even so it's time to die


[Chorus]
He could be seen

He could be hit

He could be hit

He could be killed
oh! You da one they lookin foe
[x4]


[T-N-T]
Ayo! I see that ^!$$%

I'm finna kill that ^!$$%
Keep my finger on the trigga of my 40 cal
Make the the shot go BLOAW!

In the middle of the night, spark light for beef
I pack heat, $#&@ a fist fight
Trained $$#asin, master of all techniques

Do yo (*##$ $$# while you sleep, wrap yo body up in bloody bed sheets
I leave no prints or signs of force injury
My element of surprise is advanced to kill

or pop is el-e-men-tury
Put 2 slugs in your memory
Your body goes slump, put yo $$# in the trunk

Another corpse I must dump

[Chorus]

He could be seen
He could be hit


He could be hit
He could be killed
oh! You da one they lookin foe

[x3]

[Mastamind]

If you could be touched you could be got
If i bust you might you might drop
Man see me later heavy weighters crush blocks

I can't believe these ^!$$%s tryna play my ^!$$%s,
killas runnin' down the street pullin AK triggas
We all took cover then took out motha$#&@as

Always ready to die always on the look out for suckas
There's always retaliation after invasion
I guess i better stop whippin' out gats in they face then

Can't even hold it back can't even hold a strap
without wantin' to blow a hole in they back
I guess i better start leavin dead and quiet

Cause if they silent, won't be so much bloodshed in the riots

[Chorus]

He could be seen
He could be hit


He could be hit
He could be killed
oh! You da one they lookin fo

[x4]

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