1.Life After Death
'Life'
'Dearly beloved'
'You got 2 choices a what you can do'
'Dearly beloved'
Life After death which one do you choose？
From my pointa view ain't got shit to lose
And life ain't shit but a state a mind
I hear voices in my head that keep tellin me I'm dead
I sing the blues until my tongue gets black
I breathe my last breath on a funky track
Some say we all are evil, we all are the same
I roll with a gang and Natas is the name
I say my slang ain't no shame to my game
Life after death, I feel no pain
I pimp strut around and limbo
I got hellish rhymes on my mind so I might let 'em flow
I shot those suckas and I'll shoot the rest
I'm down with Natas and the life after death
To the beat, to the beat, to the funk and a freak
That I kick suck my dick suck my fuckin dick
Life after death, it really makes you wonder
Niggaz feel the blast from the shotgun thunder
Catch me if you can, understand if you can
Life after death, the tales of a mad man
It's a mystery, what's next？ What's next？
Take a guess, is there life after death？
'If you know what time it is, it's time to get ill'
'He put the gun to my head and this is what he said'
'I think you know what timeit is, it's time to get ill'
'And I shot those suckas and I'll shoot the rest'
The preacher told me I shouldn't say
We're all gonna die on judgement day
The preacher told a lie that's why I don't pray
God bless the child to the rhythm that I play
Dead on arrival, no time for no survival
I'm lookin at the signs and they all are reading vital
I think I'm suicidal, because of my recital
Some say I'm psycho, they label it my title
Natas is down to do the do with whoever
My voodoo is clever, can you fuck with it？ Never
Anybody in the path of the road that I travel
It's journey for a battle
Life after death, when you die then you're dead
Headed for the afterlife, hole in your head
The symptoms of insanity has got me on the ledge
Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge
Two to the head, they label me a dead
I'm better off dead, I'm already dead
You've never heard a dead man rock it deadly
I keep askin myself is the world ready
I get rough like a nap in a niggaz head
I chop off ya head, and then I fill ya fulla lead
This shit gets yo ass like a shot gun to the chest
So close your eyes and breathe your last breath
No other alternative, so tell me what's left
So you can find out first hand, is there life after death？
'Get ready cause this ain't funny'
'Get ready cause this ain't funny'
'Get ready cause this ain't funny'
'Get ready cause this ain't funny'
Natas and the crew, the year is 92
I thought you know you know, I thought you said you knew!
Life is like that, it's like this round the clock
Acid rap, spiced with a little bit a rock
And roll, rockin your soul from life to death
Back from hell to yell and tell my tale
So you can tell a preacher, that a niggaz out to teach ya
Not a creature feature, but I'm still I can reach ya
It's me, TNT, black devil head master
M-I-N-D, and we ain't friendly
I let you all see, what I can see
Life after death, and death's after me!
I was born to die, but I'm born again
I sport the wicked grin, cause I was born in sin
I'm not a bapist or a buddha or a monk
Just a funky nigga with the showel and funk
So if I spill my guts upside a bloody cross
My hands all bloody inside the bloody sauce
So tell me what's next, God knows my name
I feel no pain, so is there life after death？
'Natas, life after death'
2.Did It Like That
3.Dance
4.Toss-Up
5.Bitch Stop Lyin'
6.Bad Guys Never Lose
7.1 Time 4 Yo Mind
8.Get My Head Together
I hear a voice in my head, my head hears voices
So many choices
I'm coming down off a bad trip, and I'm sick of all the bullshit
It ain't my fault, it's all my fault, who's fault is it ？
It doesn't matter, can you understand
I live the life of a madman
I'm psycho, suicycho
Not Michael on a motorcycle
I can't understand myself
Man I need help
Who am I ？
Am I who you thought I was
If not too bad cuz
I ain't trippin, nah I'm trippin, cause you know I be trippin
You don't know me
How you gonna know me when I don't know me
I try to get to know myself
Self knowledge and tell myself
They're all gonna laugh at me....
I gotta get my head together
I gotta get my head straight, I'm losin my mind
Givin you a piece of my mind
I got somethin on my mind one time
But heyyy nevermind
I'm losin my sense, I got no sense
No nonsense, mo dollas than cents
Since I'm dyin
The world may never know if I'm lyin
Lyin in my grave
Heyyyy... I think I need a shave
What's my name ？ Who stole my brain ？ Who should I blame ？
Blame it on the boogie, blame it on the rain
I can feel yo pain
I'ma say, heyyyy I forgot what I'ma say
Who, what, when, where, why, how ？
I gotta get my head together
I got to get it straight, I got to get it straight
I can't really wait, I can't really wait
For my mind, making my mind, I'm losing my mind
So do you mind, I don't mind if you don't mind
Cause what's yours is mine
But I need my own
You know what I'm sayin holmes
You don't know cause I don't know
So get that my names Esham
Slit your wrist, drink a orange juice
Hallelujah
Suck my dick, what's it to ya
I'm from nowhere, I comin straight outta nowhere
And going nowhere
Mo dope, mo dope, mo coke for the fiends to smoke
Hit me, come get me lock me up
I don't give a fuck
I gotta get my head together
Man I'm back, I'm the black devil and that ain't no joke
What's up, who's playin that beat
Comin thru in the backseat
Cheap shots,cheap tricks
But you can suck on my toe hey hoe you know
That I'm the black bro
I still don't know where I come from
Lick my balls till my dick's numb
Dum diddy dum diddy dum dum
Redrum, I feel like a redrum
E-S-H-A-M
Why I'm talkin bout him ？
Is that me ？
You can't see what I can see
Man whateva
I gotta get my head together
9.Hell Raiser
10.Bitches On My Mind
11.Mysterious Ways
12.Rock It Deadly
Rock it deadly(6x)
Rock it deadly(Backwards)
(Mastamind)
Mastamind's in the house once again,
Nobody moves until the ceremony ends.
Natas has came to do a,
Double murder with mutha fuckin' trouble shootas.
Rockin' it deadly is the path I choose to take,
Leavin' 'em dead is the choice I choose to make.
Natas are my helpers in homicide,
Come ride the death chamber but your life is the cost of the
ride.
Don't worry, be happy dead and enjoy it,
Don't let me tell my enemies, I ain't to be toyed with.
I got rules to lay,
I got songs to say,
Kneel down to the sound and pray.
Name your place and day and Natas will be there,
No need for a referee cuz Natas don't play fair.
I'ma let the nine milimeter go bang,
To me it's no thang, this ain't no game.
Usually I'm cool and calm,
But this time, I gotta let TNT drop the bomb.
Then I'll pass E the fuckin' knife,
So he can slice and dice 'em and let 'em know about Reel Life.
Rockin' it deadly with the melody of tricks,
The hard rock fiends so I gotta supply 'em a fix.
Now, is the world ready？
For Mastamind to rock it deadly.
Kick that shit(8x)
(Mastamind)
It's like somethin' you never knew and somethin' you'll never
know,
I'll let it flow, I'll let it go, I'll let it show.
If it's real, the only legit shit,
It is something you can hardly deal with, can you feel it？
The rhymes will fall like rain and hits like thunder hits,
Mastamind will take yo' ass under quick.
Straight out the dark to come to shine,
Formin' rhymes is how I earn my nickels and dimes.
Rockin' it deadly, but keepin' it lively,
The sticker reads parental advisory disguises me.
As a hard ball player,
Come on yall, wave ya hands in the air and say a prayer.
Down in Detroit is where the sound is born,
The tormented preacher is here to teach ya and warn.
About the R to the LP and M-I-N-D,
Praise the melody!
Rockin' it deadly.
First there was a dream,
Now there is reality.
(Mastamind)
If you ain't hip to the fact then listen close to this info,
While yo' prince leaves I'ma steal the show.
Here I go again and again,
On your turn tables, my looney tunes spin.
With every second of the clock, you'll feel the deadly rock,
Protect yo' ass cuz the pitch fork is hot.
Below ground, I'ma go down,
On sucka's territories turn it to ghost town.
Fagulant and phony fools fear the fatal free style,
This goes out to every man, woman, and child.
Label me a helluva rap artist,
Livin' in darkness, searchin' for human targets.
A soul seeker, a grim reaper,
Believe everything you hear from a Reel Life speaker.
Never in death cuz death is real,
Your unholyness told me so I rock to kill.
Flee this mutha fucka if you can't take what I wrote,
I take it to the extreme and say fuck the soft notes.
I hope your label ain't ready,
For Mastamind to rock it deadly.
Rock it deadly
Kick that shit
Rock it deadly X8
Kick that shit
Rock it deadly X10
13.Who Am I
14.Spent My Last On A Hoe
15.Bitch You Can't Have Me
16.Home Of The Brave
17.Dirty Mind
18.I Ain't Got Shit To Lose
19.In The Name Of Rlp
20.Dancin' On Ya Grave
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