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supertramp natural - 7 digitz lyrics

when you come up i bet the snakes gon come out
i had a show at bohemian grove and it sold out
medusa face got me stoned, where’s my soul now?
all i hear is gnashing t–th demons screaming so loud
secrets seem to seap through the seams, whatchu f-ckin mean?
well there’s wiki leaks, mtv, then the silver screen
other things… not to mention me ima set you free
let my people go let my people be, moses in these streets
ima cease the sea, “cincinnati since my momma had me” you dont want no beef
all these motherf-ckas in my city think that they gon eat
but they just dont see, all the schemes and the tyranny
i dont want no peace, i just want my piece
yeah im so unique, you a wannabe that just want be
trizzy t ima f-cking beast,k!ll em with a ease
hold up super slow down… f-ck that bullsh-t im about to slit ya throat now
my producer uses pro tools ima pro now
zoned out, middle finger waiving to the whole crowd
go wild, go for that gold watch me show how
a little whiteboy from the burbs gotta dope sound
i blew my brains out at the thought of my old style
so vile hate every f-ggot that lives in so-cal
so cal stop repping my city before you get broke down
welcome 2 forever on the stoop at cha dope house

hook:

welcome 2 forever ya you better
cuz ima f-cking monster and im only gon get better
consider this here my open letter
cuz yall dont stand a chance now i got my sh-t together (so)

yeah i bet i sign a deal with interscope, land a centerfold
at my pinnacle, where my pen done go? traded it for gold
and a persian robe, guess im just to cold, garb ya wintercoat
where the women go? they come by the load
noah arc of p-ssy f-ck em by the boat
sailing round my moat, coliseum doors, living room like rome
silver spoons i loathed, gotta let it go
wearing linen clothes, like im lennons holmes
on the the leno show, jimmy sellin o’s of that purple dro
im not talking mo, hendy wants some mo, lended him that low
gotta get some dough, better yet a loaf, yeah im cynical
why im sinning for? ima break the mold…
let my critics know, what you “know” you dont
this a puppet show, yall some puppets (so)
ima cut the strings i hope you float
mr corleon you a f-cking joke, self diploma’s clone
yeah i bet he won’t grab a mic he’ll choke like the d-ck he grope
little f-ggot flow yeah yo caskets closed, this my catacomb
filled with rappers souls, what chu rapping for?
just to k!ll em all like its hollygrove, stuntin at the mall?
ima bout to blow yeah its poppin off, new it all along
check da crystal ball, if im right or wrong ima sing this song
hope you sing along, turn my single on, turn yo single off
take the l you lost, like you michael fox battling with locke
ona giant rock, tryna find ya spot? maybe im with spak…
ona lunar dock, prolly losing lots, feeling molliwopped
off sum cosmic crop, kamikaze cops, ima psycho stop!
cut em from the top, watch they torso drop, put em ina box
with my private stock, l!ckin puddin pops, prolly piffin pot
never gon get caught, whats a goner got? but ah useless slot
i should use this shot, thats the usual plot, wouldn’t you be shocked if this stoner fought?
just to p-ss em off…

hook: x 2

welcome 2 forever ya you better
cuz ima f-cking monster and im only gon get better
consider this here my open letter
cuz yall dont stand a chance now i got my sh-t together (so)

- supertramp natural lyrics

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