feel my nature rise blood shot red eyes waitin in your back seat catch you by surprise situations and circumstances make you take them dangerous chances leave you in your front seat with your neck slit then i m hittin fences now i mma talk about the same dirty situation shit you hatin that s why your casket is waitin shine your ass up like a triple gold dayton when i m in your town you better cut like walter payton studio man keep tapin i got that bitch she peratratin show your whole family leave you on your front porch hangin with a note that s saying sincerely swartzaniggaz put your hands in your pocket give it up i demand i need my tweed potent refer man bandstandin with the hand cannon split my face muthafucka gimme your scrill and that rolex in your hand understand yeah you gots to feel my nature rise i can feel my nature rise starin at the marks that i despise through evil eyes hostile thoughts turn homicides you gots to die for tryna ride and get me got some off but none of them hit me now on a payback tip with a pitch black mask on the grass with a 50 caliber weapon hangin up over the door of the chev and causin slaughter sid s malt liquor be that motive when i be loaded off that water saw the situation heavy rollin shotgun and a chevy that s stolen strapped up and ready in case these niggas wanna get deadly we can go there i know there s a place for busta niggas like ya ll but i heard it s pretty deep down so you niggas better watch your fall too late for that 911 call this murder s already in progress home invasions like asian got me obsessed like a vietnam vet as i kick through the front door blastin and lynch kicked down the back operation peel a cap you fools shoulda already had your gats loaded cuz it ain t no tellin when we comin back streets sacks of weed get blazed as we gunnin with the engine still runnin cuz real killers make them real quick get aways spray the whole place and skirt as quick as we can we does our dirt whoever gets hurt that s business so please don t take this personal it s just that murder s in my nature so four years now that s what i ve been searchin for cuz doin dirt grows old when it s the same old thing that s why i try to take my murders to the highest extreme make everybody scream open up some spleens still hearin the blood spillin it s just a little dream that i be havin man i love killin  i got a hard dick for killin southside villain protect your wife and your children feel my nature rise not quite knowin about this nigga check your metro sections then cross reference murders by streets and dates and how many times niggas hoes got raped mr no prints the reason one time runs out of yellow tape fuckin with a half deck havin niggas on hush smokin a bowl that i re dust open up your chest when i bust so suit up cuz it s kill a nigga night ain t no tellin when triple 6 gets to shootin up movin up your death date with a tre 8 special it s way too late to wrestle as i nestle the sword stoppers split your ass open like pinata loadin up like a rotweiler lining up like tyson snortin cocaine powder pure dank sniffer some like a lot of fluid but i beg to differ one wiff of that shit and i m on cloud nine nigga don t trip if you ain t got no nuts cuz i brought mine all buffed and shined untouchable when i m fuckin full of that nitrate wine that s when i bust on nineteen times and up cuz i m nuts goin out my mind few there s no luck you fucked for life for sho get your ass up on the floor tryin to catch me at that lateral slippin by my lonesome but i m on some so who wants some fresh out the gates ain t no room to make mistakes try to make my tapes but i feel the ho hate tuck my dick inside in the o 8 must of been the way the clip mate with the 45 no body no case taste the meat can t wait to eat keep the street dirty keep sturdy in your face ya ll niggas don t wanna feel my nature rise cuz i get dirty shoot up shit with my clint eastwood leave your neighborhood lookin like a ghost town nigga you standin on dangerous grounds when we come to sac better have your automatics on loaded status cuz me and my niggas be on the savage leavin no prints not givin ya ll niggas a inch cuz i mma lynch you fry your guts like sizziline have your homie reminiscing about your gangsta lean nigga it ain t no fuckin with my clique you can dial 911 but it ain t no rescue man i hope the dear lord bless you next to this nigga ain t no one s nuts bigger clutch your guts nigga fuckin with this swartzanigga cuz i done lost it taggin niggas like a pit bull with rabies gone off 40 ounces of o e creepin up on you like doin my magnum p i lazy eye with lil blacc mile smokin a hard dick for killin 