Introduction

[Verse 1: Nature & (Allure)] Welcome to the world of Track Masters Where the flavor gods are always watching (I don't think they're ready) Drama, yeah, prepare yourself for a new millennium in sound I mean a place where only Allure can get down (Ooh, woo, yeah) Hmph, can you feel me? I mean these sisters sing like canaries And look tasty like French Pastry If you know what I mean, daddy One time, yeah You see there are four elements to Allure That's Linnie, Lalisha, Akissa, and Alia (Ahoo, give it to me, baby) And if you don't dig this mess You got the wrong damn address Can ya feel me? Allure! [Verse 2: Nature] Get it right, cognac for inner sight Fuck the chaser, I lust for paper React when shit is tight Seeking chronic Q.B., my fleet speak ebonics Contemplate blowing slugs or leaving beef behind us Optimism watch box out for opposition Five percent discipline, play the cut My rocks glisten What's become of me Pursue my dremas somewhat stubbornly Runnin' from chick to chick Trickin' mega currency, born to be rich Somewhat distinguished to them younger cats To satisfy they hunger, inhaling hundred sacks But whose rules consume the savage beast It's Allure, the album (Nature) The masterpiece (It's Nature y'all, once again Nature)