Nature

Fire it's fire put the fire out

Aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo

I got the whole city stoppin O G's diddy boppin

Playin my s**t critics sayin my s**t

Tryin to get me for that ice that lay on my wrist

It's like flippin on your wife cause I made her my b***h

Feel me I play with any card you n***az deal me

Every n***a out the fam is guilty I plead the fifth

Queens n***az be the strength the lock and chain

Thugs on the block know I got the game

You mighta heard me with The Firm and forgot my name pardon me

It's N A T U R E

The latest Barkley's known to smack n***az nonchalantly

Queensbridge same hood as Nas and Mobb Deep

Ghettofabulous class of nine eight my fellow graduates

Well known savages we elbow cabbages

N***az better duck or I'ma spray a round

I make it like the O K Corral blazin 'til I lay 'em down

Chorus repeat 2X

If you need flames you need this

If you resist you need help

Third degree burns the heat felt

Blaze when I know that it's on what you thought it was a false alarm

Nature

Yo yo aiyyo

I got more twists than Six Flags more chicks than gym class

Overweight momma sippin Slim Fast glad to meet Nate

The casualty rate risin like yeast

And they label me surprise of the streets Cobra Commander

I smoke Newports meanin I roll with cancer

F**k what y'all thought y'all know the answer is psychological

Tone and Poke beats make me write phenomenal

I give lifetime scars like drama do it's gangsta chronicles

Turn to page one hurricanes come I call 'em twisters

It's deeper than life Dunn I'm four dimensions

More suspensions SV 12 gettin pressed my cassettes need shells

F**kin Mets need help

It's therapeutic I lay it out clear

Y'all n***az better use it

Nowhere else you find better music

You try to find it in the hall of fame

My man's callin s**t fire I just call it flame

Nature

Yo aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo

Queens to the heart from the start it was Run and them

No love faggot MC's respect none of them

N***az stop mumblin get popped you're fumblin

Regulatin raps to rocks the block's bubblin

Five percent days in the Bridge bobbin off calente

Wise enough to drop out the 10th grade

Hold that thought twist up n***a roll that short

Catch me with my chick that let me go back door

Hall of famer don't make me shoot your game up

At close range stand back watch the toast flame

Yo it's funny the way a n***a act like that

It's only money that make a n***a rap like that

Keep a roscoe peep me on the Chris Rock show

You either beat me or you get your eye swoll y'all know the rules

Faggot n***az like y'all chose to lose

I give meaning to the phrase smoke'n'brew fire n***a

Repeat to fade