Natas - All Praises Due lyrics

"Ready nig?" "Yeah" [Mastamind] Let me put you up on this, like I roll this I'm more than just a microphonist Let me the f** alone trick Get your mail on with out me, I'll get mine no doubt And do the p**y all night freak, is this the game about We own sh**, and they done let me in to make mill From coast to coast to rock the bill, do this shake the hills Set up shop on ya block here I come Make the business move smooth with the hum Young nation leader, lead a pack a k**as to enter We sinners, we finna eat yo a** for dinner [Chorus x4: Mastamind] And all praises due to Gothom I keep goin till the sun rise Son of a gun Blaz4Me [Esham] Let me tell you a famous story about a n***a You never heard about n***a disrespect and get your mouth blew out Straight flew out the coop, check the scoop Young boy on the microphone, yes incorporated B-boy flowin n***a, check my file n***a got more rhymes than hairdressers got hairstyles Old school, new school, legend in my own time In fear of a black planet still on my mind So why you diss a n***a for a outfit I'm tryin' not to be a toilet in the world a sh** [Chorus x4: Esham] And all praises due to Gothom I keep goin till the midnight Son of a gun, Blaz4Me [TNT] Keep my name out yo mouth, before my dick be in it Didn't I tell you motherf**ers? I was in it to win it Still cold as dry ice make these n***az think twice Droppin bombs on ya a** make you scream for your life Let's get acquainted, let me kick the game for ya Bang it, point blank, frame it in the picture fame for ya sh** we do is real, f** hoes pack steel We all about our money rap on tracks for mills And if you n***az wanna test us You lucky charm a** n***az fan out slugs, magically delicious [Chorus x4: TNT's] And all praises due to Gothom I keep goin like all day Son of a gun, Blaz4Me Yeah, blasphemy, would you blast for me? Cause I would blast for me, you know what I mean? Don't be