Natural

All my lyrics are original and handwritten; copy and distribute at your own risk *pew pew sounds* [Verse 1] Suicide Door// Natural Born Killer// I'm Tom Sizemore// New blood lookin at me, like an eye sore// Been in the game so long, enter through the stage floor// Embodiment of lyrical craftsmanship N' rage core// Engage wit the villain and lose ya neck// The Tool teach respect, best 2-step correct// Vinyl Crackle, mechanical laughter// Everybody, that's who I'm after// Addicted to the sound of head nods and bone shatters// Zone splatter, my mind up in the mezzanine// Ain't a rapper alive that can stand toe to toe next to me// Circle close tho, got respect for a G// Fanning the flames, what you expect of me// Leaving the game's toes curled, now that's ecstasy// [Hook] Crack the vinyl, let the boom bap set the tone (Every step I take, I’m taking over the throne) No equal in the field, I been moving on my own (If you stepping to the villain, better know what you on) Crack the vinyl, let the boom bap set the tone (Every step I take, I’m taking over the throne) No equal in the field, I been moving on my own (If you stepping to the villain, better know what you on) [Verse 2] Keep it on the D low// Find the silencer pressed against ya peep hole// Quiet as hell when I let it ring one time// Now I got a clear view, inside of yo mind// Mob up in the house, high off the pharmacology// Fuck the TV and Xbox, I'm looking for an apology// Wave the iron round, screaming so obnoxiously// Body found where the shit went down, obviously// Suplex ya fucking gold fish for eye ballin me// Henny and hella Remmy showing up on the Toxicology// Crooked spined rhyme pad// write so many bars that are an oddity// The one jerk, to berserk for the circus// Curve words, make ‘em swerve out they service// Gun talk, let um run, every bar leave um nervous// Pun work, double entendre, submerged in the verses// [Hook] Crack the vinyl, let the boom bap set the tone (Every step I take, I’m taking over the throne) No equal in the field, I been moving on my own (If you stepping to the villain, better know what you on) Crack the vinyl, let the boom bap set the tone (Every step I take, I’m taking over the throne) No equal in the field, I been moving on my own (If you stepping to the villain, better know what you on) [Verse 3] Every line outta me, is so got damn drastic// Ghost ride the Hearse from the comfort of the casket// Run through any hood, no hall pass they checking// They look at me like I'm Passenger 57 wit weapons// I'm on a different level now, elevated in a second// Swag so thick, got heads turned in many directions// Playas out here hatin, I got they bitches rubber neckin'// Anaconda flow, strangle these rappers that don't want nada// Dick out the window from Uganda to Botswana// My girl wants me to watch her lick her bestie// (In the back of the Honda) Mind like a sensai, tongue like a Katana// Addicted to this fast life, and all of its drama// Born in the body of a man, but the structure different// My belligerence is magnificent// Flow cold like it's injected with refrigerant// [Hook] Crack the vinyl, let the boom bap set the tone (Every step I take, I’m taking over the throne) No equal in the field, I been moving on my own (If you stepping to the villain, better know what you on) Crack the vinyl, let the boom bap set the tone (Every step I take, I’m taking over the throne) No equal in the field, I been moving on my own (If you stepping to the villain, better know what you on) [Outro] No equal in the field I been moving on my own If you stepping to the villain better know what you on