Lyrics Nat Turner - Enoch 7th Prophet

Chakra Music
Nod your head to this, midnight marauder shit
Nat Turner with the burner, you can't tell a lie
Who would be your alibi, coming for your defense

Never half-stepping, my mind's a lethal weapon
Revvin', make em run, shootin' up the mainstream poster
I've been doper than the dopest, now you know this
Ain't no hocus pocus, just cross-promotion

Hopin' that my friends would spread the word
But that's absurd if you think about it
Bittersweet, just a taste of heaven
Slaves rebellin' in the process, you can find'em in the projects

Noddin' they head to this, midnight marauder shit
Nat Turner with the burner, you can't tell a lie
Midnight marauder shit
Glove didn't fit on that Anna Nicole shit

Watch what you say, cause words can sink ships
Get a grip, keep it real tight like virgin puss
Mother Mary, the weight I carry is heavy
Holy hell, bloody Mary, Southampton

Get your freedom, or die tryin'
Midnight marauder shit
Nod your head to this, Nat Turner with the burner
You can't tell a lie, midnight marauder shit