In the beginning, no different from the ending
It's the killah priest, iron sheik from the middle east
Lacing it sunz of man, you know what I'm sayin
Big moe up in the house
Ty g and dreddy kruger representin
[chorus x2: trebag, (hell razah)]
We make that music, that moves your body (natural high, natural high)
We make that music, that moves your body (natural high, natural high)
We got the fire, that gets you higher (natural high, natural high)
We got the fire, that gets you higher (natural high, natural high)
[killah priest]
Roamin in the 4-runner all summer
Laid back, state maps and 8-tracks
Its great that, I laugh at competition
I'm champion nigga, I can't be sunned
Check the royal posture, by the way where's my oscar
Crack your legs like a lobster, break your arms
Beat you to death, snap your neck
Crack your chest, lay you to rest
Then confess, I judge wisely
All spys, tryin to size me
If you phony, I leave you lonely with your
Sony headphones, layin stiff in the dead zone
Composição: C. Smith / Rob Chiarelli / T. Smith / Waymon Reed