Enoch 7th Prophet - Nat Turner Lyrics

Nod ya head to this midnight marauders shit
Nat turner with a burner you can't tell a lie
Who would be ya alibi coming to your defense
Never half-stepping my minds a lethal weapon
Reverend make'em run shooting up the mainstream
Postal, I been dopier than the dopiest
Now you notice, ain't no hocus pocus
Just cross-promotion hoping that my friends
Would spread the word, but that's absurd if you think about
Bittersweet just a taste of heaven
Slaves rebellion in the process
You can find them in the projects
Nod ya head to this
Midnight marauders shit
Nat turner with a burner you can't tell a lie
Midnight marauder shit
Glove didn't fit on that Anna Nicole shit
Watch what you say cuz words can sink ships
Get a grip keep it real tight like virgin Puss
Mother mary the weight I carry is heavy
Holly hell, bloody mary
Southampton get ya freedom or die trying
Midnight marauders shit
Nod ya head to this
Midnight marauders shit
Nat turner with a burner you can't tell a lie
Midnight marauder shit