Cursed - Native Tongue lyrics

Cursed Room Full of Sinners Native Tongue Tied to the stake, its a bad mistake, all day martyrs Then they going to beat you harder like your father Chained to the stocks, ain't no big shock, it ain't no bother Then they going to whip you harder, whip you harder Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done Wake with the sun, now work your disease Run it uptown on the westside 1, i got a 5 day martyr Then they going to work you harder like your father Beat it downtown with your fat-fat head Like the good-good martyr Then they going to f** you harder, f** you harder Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done Wake with the sun, now work your disease She's burning like a house on fire Turning like a pro-set liar And the words she has never sung Now she's speaking in the native tounge She's burning like a house on fire Turning into miss conspire And the beginning has just begun Now she's speaking in the native tounge She says... Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done Wake with the sun, now work your disease