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"Nature Boy" is a song first recorded by American jazz singer Nat King Cole. It was released on March 29, 1948, as a single by Capitol Records, and later appeared on the album, The Nat King Cole Story. The song was written in 1947 by eden ahbez and is partly autobiographical. It is a tribute to ahbez's mentor Bill Pester, who had originally introduced him to Naturmensch and Lebensreform philosophies, which ahbez practised. When Cole was performing in 1947 at the Lincoln Theater, ahbez wanted to present the song to him, but was ignored. He left the copy with Cole's valet, and from him the singer came to know of "Nature Boy". After receiving appreciation for his performance of the song, Cole wanted to record it but needed consent from the writer. Eventually, he… more »

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(Natureboy over everything)
Nightmares that's where my demons control me
I care barely cause I know I'm holy
Like air none of you Niggas can hold me
(Yuh) Spiked hair hitting hard feeling like Broly
My wrist is so floaty it's covered with water
Yeah it's really expensive worth more then your father
Yeah this bitch trynna f*ck she look young had to card her
So I spit ate her momma
She at like Piranha
Why he say that he ball when he's bench and I'm starter
Put his ass in the sky now he gone like a Martyr
Little nig(ga) tried to press but he gotta press harder
He better do something if not imma slaughter
Just like a bag I got straps in this bitch
Swiper no swiper I'm snatching yo shit
All you Niggas be cheap like your first name is mc
It's the glock-y or fist it's ya poison to pick
Foreign bitch with a body (Yuh)
She's how I'm plugged with Somalia
Never sleep got insomnia
I take calls for the mafia
Nightmares that's where my demons control me
I care barely cause I know I'm holy
(Aye) Like air none of you niggas can hold me
(Yuh) Spiked hair hitting hard feeling like Broly
Vvs chain steady shining
Booked me a trip they got tigers and lions
Personal jet how we flying
Tropical paradise heart of the pride land
Where niggas shoot bows and arrows
I got more gold on my neck then a pharaoh
I cracked a bitch back all I smell is bone marrow
Nigga put your hands up please don't be a hero
I like designer
High wit some jits who got heat like lasagna
Selling out shows rocking hard like Nirvana
Imma trend setter can't fit in one genre
Ain't with the drama
Straight with the action
Coup going dummy it barley got traction
Before I was skinny bout thin as a napkin
But now I eat good from that gas that I'm
Taxin
I trap by the p I can't f*ck with no fractions
Nightmares that's where my demons control me
I care barely cause I know I'm holy
(Aye) Like air none of you niggas can hold me
(Yuh) Spiked hair hitting hard feeling like Broly

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