The Ultimate High-Nature

Album by: For All Seasons Artist by: Nature [nature] Do you see what i see? Do you smoke what i smoke? Do you wanna smoke? Do you wanna ride? Yeah aiyyo aiyyo When i walk into a room, *s feel a slight breeze Stay a little while till they feel they might freeze Never understood why they never liked me Cuz when i locked the door, they turned into to icees Starin at my feet all you see is nikes Bet you never seen a ill pair like these Size ten, never find me in a tight squeeze At the airport, minutes before my flight leaves Round trip tickets to who knows where Stay boarding, never at least a day＇s warning Previous plans, they spoiling A dollar and a dream, the theme to new york, stay torrance >from st. john＇s to wake forest, wait for us Straight ballers, you hearin it first Nate flawless in almost every event Puttin up point, while *s like ya＇ll stay scoreless [chorus] All my *s from the projects, light one up To my b**ches from the projects, light one up And stay high, high And pass me a cup of that good sh*t (so high), We on some hood sh*t (so high) *s from the projects, light one up To my b**ches from the projects, light one up And stay high, high And pass me a cup of that good sh*t (so high), We on some hood sh*t (so high) [nas] What＇s me without the hood? A tree without wood, a dutch wit no bud A cut wit no blood A f**k but don＇t nut, i be incomplete If me and the street wasn＇t in between the sheets I＇m a product of hard luck, the money and murder game Here＇s nature, kill a faker, man you heard of the name >from the cold streets of qb, old beef to new beef No peace, through the song, what i see you see [nature] Mad b**ches wanna smoke wit me *s wanna roll wit me Usually in my hood, find me in yo＇ city Grimy-ette so pretty, it＇s like there＇s two me＇s Wit no favorites, i try to love both of me Thinkin of a way where i can better myself Sometimes i get a head of myself Holdin w**d wit intention, frontin like i got it prescribed So high i must be outta my mind Chorus [nature] It＇s like hoppin in a glass pool, half full *s only hit the bottom when they crash through Mash fools out like they fast food Bon＇ appetit, platinum or not, it ain＇t no match for me I sum *s whole careers up, scared tough *s Bluff *s into thinkin that their year＇s up It ain＇t a game, took six months off, the sh*t jumps off Mini-me＇s are gettin punched in they jaw My dunn call this sh*t animal rap Me, i call it dumbin My near-sighted *s saw it comin More stunnin, brand new flows to toy wit Neck flooded on some hurricane floyd sh*t Back and forth to st. crouix kid, same plan Playin sega dreamcast till the plane lands A changed man, *s don＇t know, they never will And if they don＇t understand, then they ain＇t fam, simple as that Chorus 2x