Released on October 26, 1999

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(Esham)

N-A-T-A-S Will never die forever I fly

U-N-H-O-L-Y sing another wicket lullaby

When I kick it bitches know they bite it, want to murder my

Style's bring terror in the aisles don't question why

Thunder falls from the sky when the demons cry

Suicidal when I bust the demonic recital

I may murder your idol, MC homicidal

Finished him off and flew away with your title

I think you best be going and read your Holy Bible

Before you get bloody from my shotgun rifle

(Mastamind)

Now you see me, now you don't

Never can be touched, hit you with the football with the rush

Silencin' your ass, make you all hush

You gotta brawl with us to stall us, we call y'all bluff

(Bitch) I'm the man, king of the land

I feel the wind and the rain and the lightning from my hand

Join the odyssey, deep as the gods of the sea

Natas, probably the gods of the streets

N-A-T-A-S will never die, forever I fly

Masta M-I-N-D sing another wicket lullaby

When I kick it bitches know they bite it want to murder my

Styles bring terror in the aisles don't question why

(TNT)

My AK shots bust loud at night

I run up on the stage and I'm grabbing the mic

I be the one that bust your dome

With the chrome until your G's all roam

Like your cell phone burning up your ozone

The microphone, prone to get blown, for real it's on

I rock a stadium or dome

My advice to you is don't play me when alone

'Cause N-A-T-A-S will never die and this is known

N-A-T-A-S will never die, forever I fly

They tell me T-N-T kick another wicket lullaby

When I kick it bitches know they bite it want to murder my

Styles bring terror in the aisles don't question why

Why, why, why, why, why, why, why