​doNE

Lyrics

Natural Elements - "doNE" [Emcee(s): Swigga (AKA L-Swift), Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo), and Anthony Cruz (AKA A-Butta)] [Producer(s): Charlemagne] [Sample (Melody): Brazilian Girls - "Homme"] [Intro: Swigga (AKA L-Swift)] Yeah, yeah, NE. You know. Yeah. Charlemagne [Verse 1: Swigga (AKA L-Swift)] Uh, up early in The morning, dressed in black. No, I'm not on my Way to a funeral—I'm just obsessed with black. I got NE on my mind—my Elements hat Is untouchable, unfuckable, celibate cap I don't play with these little niggas like a deadbeat dad Like "I don't want to go to Heaven. Who the Hell needs that?" Bitches addicted to my hog dog, my relish is crack. They think My condom is a condiment and ketchup is wack, black Every time I'm flowing, I float on a magic carpet So when the pros hear it, I know they gon' act retarded Y'all Walmart niggas supposed to be at the Target Some people think we're done, but we totally haven't started Y'all done [Verse 2: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)] Yo, unpredictable perp'. Smell the syrup on My breath when I burp. Unfuckwithable Even the sheriff is scurred 'cause I'm a despicable scourge Unconvictable, ain't no juror got the courage A jewel unearthed from underground, undeterred Mr. Voodoo leave schools unnerved, the one preferred Unadulterated, straight from the curb, undefin- -able, shapeshift with words, make the unstable burn Can't be undone. You unable to come to terms like Sperm that never germinate, born with undetermined fate But unending, never terminate. Seek the truth Unlearn what ain't ungodly, unsavory But the gods still favor me. Un-neighborly Pull out rods, your eyes is unfavorably. Got Bloodying lyrics unsightly like guns from spirits Unexplainable, a level unattainable, unchangeable [Verse 3: Anthony Cruz (AKA A-Butta)] Uh, I'll live life like the Renaissance Create art and have sex a lot Uh, y'all ain't hard. You're feminine at heart I was raised in West Harlem project tenements I'll make collages with words—my mind's an art gallery Anthony Cruz, within a heartbeat, dismember your body Parts and compare 'em with Grey's Anatomy. That'll be Like Adam and Eve, a little angry. I'm ill as Klaus Kinski's flicks combined with Igor Stravinsky Immediately spit a meteor through your city You're mediocre at best, you need to do more to impress me Signing off, sincerely yours. My Natural Elements Will leave 'em well-done when the beef is raw While I'll be overseas, on-tour, living life like the Renaissance, with a chick dressed as a French maid Jetting, whispering in my eardrums Done