Okay, okay
I'm pullin' that choppa out that driveway, the tires leavin' prints
My devilish blood's stained still, last night was a close range hit
Bar room is emptyin' smoke, fillin' wind from the chimney tip
Black water on the concrete drips
Creek Water when the flask gettin sipped
Okay, these bitches acting rude, bandana, it's tied on my head
Got a knot in that nap-nap sack hangin' out the side, you see red
Opiate Taylor is trashy, Slumerican born to be trashy
They took my ass to the city, I just don't know how to act classy
Black feather hangin' out of that hat
Just saw them punks see me comin'
From a tribe called broke, so I'm not breakin' or runnin'
Fuck all that racism, bitch, and who the fuck you roll with
I'm a white boy from the South, but I'm on some new south shit
It's unnatural

I'm unnatural
Unnatural born killer, unnatural born killer
Unnatural born killer, unnatural born killer
Unnatural born okay, okay, okay

That cigarette is burnin', inhaling second-hand smoke
The paper walls of the trailer, dilapidated and broke
There's stinky suits in my closet, back to the same old shit
Enemy be flippin' that weight, when your boy is hittin' a lick
Watching them fail up the sprocket, rims all crooked and wobbly
But I can't quit while they watching
So I gotta keep rollin' and rockin'
Drive it like I stole it, then drop it off
Bet I'm holdin', and chop it
Gotta get my cut like a pocket knife, for the bucket up top, yeah
Bitch to the rim, no more fishin' for brim
I'm 'bout to take the Great White, go make soup with its fins
I ain't got time, bitch, I'm tied up
Like no loose ends
To the fake motherfuckers around me
I need no new friends, that's unnatural

Yeah, I'm unnatural
Unnatural born killer, unnatural born killer
Unnatural born killer, unnatural born killer
Unnatural born

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Michael Wayne Atha