Natural Born Killas - Elm Street

I might pull up in a Bronco like it's 1994
Walk up uninvited and you not gon' make it through the door
Cause a fuckin' scene I dare ya dog, we've been through this before
Switch up walk it back inside, I pass some baddies by the door
Let me get you full attention, no retention while I pour wait

I can feel you watching me
Finally I will be seen
Better or worse
Leaving in a hearse
Let me do a verse then fuckin put it in reverse
Feeling like I'm grey today
I'm waiting on the day until I crush and burn and fade away
I hate the way I made my way, but wouldn't change a fucking thing
No regret in my current state
Addicted to my fucking pain
I'm backing up my suffering
I think I'd rather keep it to myself
Or put it on a fucking shelf and let the dust collect itself, yeah

I can feel you watching me
Finally I will be seen
Better or worse
Leaving in a hearse
Let me do a verse then fuckin put it in reverse
Put it in reverse
NBK we make it work
Get on stage and go berserk
Every day we overwork
Sold my soul it ain't a perk
Fight for life that I deserve
Every day it's something worse
But at least I rest in dirt

Four years later
Getting straighter
Lyrics greater
Wearing gator
Paper major
No more danger
Parents happy and I'm snapping
Pop an aspirin
Got Ben Franklins
No more capping
Hours passin'
Hit up Catherine
Hit up Jasmine
Spittin' fire like a dragon
She the sea and I'm the captain
Whip so dirty never satin
And I'm never up for batting, bitches calling me Aladdin
In the house or in a cabin, baby girl, let's make it happen
Always been about that action
Dip out quick on me, a phantom
But I'm kinda sick of running

Written by:
Andrew Frederick, Ethan Frederick

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