By Nature

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Natural Elements - Rap

By Nature

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Natural Elements - "By Nature" [Emcee(s): L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s): Charlemagne] [Intro: L-Swift] Yeah. Yo [Verse 1: L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo] [L-Swift] Yo, I set shit off Like a Genesis scripture, chilling when high but a menace with liquor And Natural Elements is more than just my tentative niggas Sensitive-trigger handguns, and when I rhyme on the block Kids come out like when the ice cream man come Yo, then I hold 'em for ransom at random Lick a shot at you and watch your man run. (For real) I can't front [A-Butta] We deal with various plans, niggas don't understand, son Shit, I'm on some higher learning, spit out a dumdum I'm ug'-nice, the mic is burning, and my coercion Make you see the light—let's reunite like the Iron Curtain [Mr. Voodoo] Leave you Lying, hurting. To the world, the Elements came to tear Skeletons out their frame like The Predator. In this game Ain't no competitors, y'all debtors be creditors, no one Can edit us 'cause we speak with forked tongue like European Settlers (No doubt) and let the metal bust (Pow, pow). Ayyo You settle for a pebble, not a stone like a rebel does [Hook 1: Mr. Voodoo] We got Mystique (by nature), y'all niggas freaks (by nature), we be Unique (by nature), y'all niggas weak (by nature), we be Creators (by nature), y'all niggas haters (by nature), we inno- -vators (by nature), y'all imitators (by nature) [Verse 2: A-Butta and Mr. Voodoo] My mind is full of corruption But I don't hustle. From ashes to dust, I Bust mine for the gusto, get splashed quick and rush. Yo, who's Natural? Yo, that's us, and when blast, you should duck or your Ass'll get struck—it's simple, just same as the temple bust Your mental just ain't equipped to drop the gems like us, turning Men to dust like Sodom. Ayyo, my roster Striking from top to bottom, y'all niggas don't want no problems [Interlude: L-Swift, Mr. Voodoo, and A-Butta] A-Butta: Y'all niggas don't want no problems, none L-Swift: Yo, man, we've been doing this for years, man. Yo, it's time to shine, man. Yo, yo, Voo, what up, man? Let 'em know Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, word up. Word up A-Butta: Yo, come on, man. Yo, yo, Agu, let 'em know [Verse 3: Mr. Voodoo] Yo, yo, yo, you wanna Duel Voo? Let me school you. Don't let niggas fool you First of all, you're soft. Liquor and chocha, who you? I'ma Pull you and your partner's goddess (*Kiss*), swear to my father Niggas that went down in this game, I'll revere like martyrs Back when I used to wear a starter, in the days Of the park, when rap was an art, then I elicit Explicit images about thugs, clapped and sparked men Until they hemorrhaged—I was raised on that premise. Now I Grimace 'cause shit's too strenuous to smile where the Tenements pile, the snakes secrete a venom, it's vile I'm a menace, I'm foul, gun-crazed, shine like sunrays Facing three-to-nine unfazed, my gun blaze under The moonlit, wilding like I'm on the central punitive Segregation unit. Crime's a thing my mind's in tune with, so while you In the clubs, fronting for chicks I'll be outside, waiting for you, hunting for victs. Really It's of no significance what the nine milli hits As long as I get you and your affiliates [Verse 4: A-Butta] Word up, I let My MAC metal spit through your block. All a nigga Really need is cash, rookies, and props. Criminal D's got us Prone to blast quickly on cops. Give me the weed Microphone, and a few taquizas, and I'll be in the zone With trees around my dome like Julius Caesar. See I rap to keep food in my freezer, pour half of the two- -liter out, other half Courvoisier though. Started From Ground Zero, then we came up—pardon my nature Youth and danger, euthanasia, ganja and paper But who could blame us? Argue with gangsters, my crew Troop through, parachute suits, absolute proof With fruit juice, the newest flavors (And it's getting worse) [Verse 5: L-Swift] Yo, yo God as my savior, Heaven my turf, cherish my verse Like a scripture straight up out of Methodist church. The meek Shall inherit the Earth—that's prophecy speaking Poverty even. Properly freaking it by nature Not only is we hot for the season, it's an infinite journey When slugs hit, blood drip on your gurney Piss on your jersey. Straight to the point, you're getting shitted on early Straight to the joint, I'm gripping my thirty Slash thirty, past dirty. My eyes' light scan through your nation Still, I rise like a standing ovation Manning your station, nothing to fear, muffle your ears Suck in your tears. The street corner coming to fear [Hook 2: Natural Elements] And by Nature, y'all niggas is weak (Word up), and by Nature, y'all ain't got mystique like us, and by Nature, y'all niggas is freaks (Word up), and by Nature, yo, you ain't unique like us (Word up), and by Nature, y'all niggas is haters (Yo, yo), and by Nature, y'all don't be creators like us, and by Nature, y'all niggas imitators (Word), and by Nature, y'all ain't innovators like us (Word up), and by Nature, y'all niggas is cowards (Uh huh), and by Nature, y'all ain't got the power like us, and by Nature, y'all just picking flowers (Uh huh), and by Nature, y'all niggas can't devour us [Verse 6: Mr. Voodoo and A-Butta] [Mr. Voodoo] Mr. Voodoo Innovates hip hop. Your style is old So renovate it or get dropped. Your flows drip-drop Like leaky faucets, I'm a reservoir. You know the repertoire Yearly, monthly, weekly, I toss it Never lost it 'cause it's internal. My journal Entries cause internal injuries. The undilutable Hemlock's the suitable remedy. I'm shoving iron Nails under the cuticles of my enemy [A-Butta] Remember we? (NE) Let me elucidate the name Feel excruciating pain when we lubricate your frame as if You're waiting in the rain. Cold fluid in my vein maintain Y'all motherfuckers can't stand the reign [Outro: L-Swift] It's like Raindrops fall on your dome, word. It's like Raindrops all in your ear, yeah. It's like Raindrops fall on your dome, word. It's like Raindrops all in your ear, yeah. It's like Raindrops fall on your dome, word. It's like Raindrops fall on your dome, word. It's like Raindrops all in your ears, yeah. It's like Raindrops fall on your dome. It's like Raindrops. It's like Raindrops. It's like Raindrops

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  • Swigga
  • A-Butta
  • Mr. Voodoo