In the Name of RLP - Natas

Here the fuck we go again

No matter what your thinking let this shit sink in

A nigga with nothing to do, relaxin', maxin'

Askin' «who you looking at fool?»

I just couldn’t hold my tongue

Here it comes, cool wisdom sung to the drum

Last year I got it in gear now

Natas is here don’t fear my dear

The train is coming so you better hop on

Take a ride but don’t ride my dick too long

Cause Lucy the groupie always gets dissed

With the quickness in a second or less

Yo, ain’t no thing cause everybody yearns

As the world turns everybody learns

That Reel Life ain’t no joke y’all

You know we coming when you smell the smoke y’all

God damn a wicket man’s jam slams

Heavy on your brain coming down like rain

The fatal flow must flow once mo'

I had to let it go watch out below, there it blows

As this shit is plain to see

I did it all in the name of RLP

(Hook)

This is my song for you to meditate on (X4)

(Verse 2 — Mastamind)

Is it funky enough or do I need more funk?

The wicked wicked bass bumps in yo trunk

Here it is that old Reel Life shit

Back to back I sing Reel Life hits

Never will I switch I’mma keep the devilish mode

I bring the heat to burn 'em up but this shit is out cold

Your women in my early days

I sent niggas to early graves

Don’t come at me with no girly ways

At a young age Mastamind was a mad man

Now I’m madder, Now I’m seeing niggas scatter

All over town punks try to put me down

But they wish they was down all over Motown

I hate to be a target of envy

The devil’s in me so I’m unfriendly

So many in the D don’t give me no R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Now, The M-I-N-D's gotta take shit

I play for keeps just let me know which niggas got beef

I’m here to get it in gear

But a new year sayin' shit that folks fear to hear

I’m a set 'em all straight with a Natas LP

All in the name of RLP

(Hook)

This is my song for you to meditate on (X4)

(Verse 3 — Mastamind)

Pop the shit in, equalize all bands

From the soul I preach to ya the laws of the land

Natas is in the house to haunt it for you

The black devil Esham’s in the house too

The man in the moon is the man in your nightmares

The devil’s in the house giving you a scare

But don’t worry about a thing don’t scream

Throw your hands in the air let the rapper man sing

Let me show you styles you never thought could be

Non-believers never thought it would be me

Jealous ho’s really don’t know me

They only know of me from my poetry

But after cool wisdom you don’t know shit

I need some ol' wicket shit to flow with me 'fore I blow shit

Witch suckers want some and need some of this

God damn the wicket bass is thunderous

Mother Nature didn’t make this thunder go boom

The Unholy didn’t do it there’s a ghost in the room

Many, many styles busting like caps in ya head

This is Reel Life so I drop facts on ya ass

Y’all ain’t heard shit now that you heard this

With pleasure it’s Mastamind at your service

There it is in your face now you see

I did it all in the name of RLP

(Hook)

This is my song for you to meditate on (X4)