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All Natural Second Nature

trapped by a world growin diabolical but through the all powerful all things are possible... all things are possible all things are possible... all things are possible all

promise Big generator Lives out of sight Big generator Hands upon the wheel Moving to the left (Moving) Moving to the right Big generator Moving through the night Second nature

sure you wanna thank your fans for all of their support [Busta Rhymes] Absolutely, see y'all are why I shine like the sun Big up to all my peeps who

around wishing that you'd would come around oh, you made it easy for me to leave you it could have been so easy cuz my heart was easy to give ya like second nature

hands but I prefer my gat Now where you at, 'cause I'ma slit your Kool-Aid pack See, niggas got it all wrong Some niggas fake the gangsta shit, so niggas think we all

hoes ya'll know how it goes It's been the oldest profession The whole thing is like a lesson Ain't no second guessin Pimps ya'll, hustlers All that good

long he gone? Oh, that long? How the hell'd he get time like that Three strikes with posession, aw, he ain't comin' back He left you with two kids and bills all

Where are all the stupid people from? And how'd they get to be so dumb? Bred on purple mountain range Feed amber waves of grains To lesser human beings

m here all-alone, someone is calling me The pictures worth a million, racing from the purple sky Nasty liquid shadows steeling beauty from their eyes I'm here all