Live It Up Pt. 2 (Still Living) [Remix]

Lyrics

Natural Elements - "Live It Up Pt. 2 (Still Living) [Remix]" [Emcee(s): L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s): Charlemagne] [Additional Vocals: Charlemagne] [Intro: Charlemagne and L-Swift] Charlemagne: Yeah, Charlemagne presents another butter joint. I've done it again. "Live It Up Pt. 2." You know how I do. Mr. Voo, A-Butta, L-Swift, here we go L-Swift: Alright. NE. Uh, uh, uh, ain't shit… ain't shit changed. Word up [Verse 1: L-Swift] Yo, yo, we try and Live it up, gin in my cup while you're all in my grill Slip in the cut, don't fall but it spill. My niggas A and Voo called (What the deal?). Yo, we're the three wise men Trying to be rich before I'm three times ten You don't need to try to be my friend—nigga, we're self-contained Yourself to blame, I'll shelter the pain Northeast Bronx never the same, remain smoking In East, I'm wilding it out. In the West, we're straight locing I peeped you hiding out and your vest get blazed open Proceed to get high to the death and make potions I need to just slide to the rest and lay scoping, get Sixteen cats on the train with eight tokens, yo The crew you run with ain't willing to scrap with you, get phillies And MACs with you, they're spilling your fat tissue, I'm spitting The gat issue, evenly share portions Before I shoot, I stick my tongue out like Air Jordan From here to Boston, Massachusetts, one, two, I think I lost one. I blast my music, receive my cash And recoup it. You know the rundown, so hold your gun down I roll a blunt now, control my funds now, so what now? [Interlude: A-Butta] Word up, son, we gon' live it up. Word up [Verse 2: A-Butta] Yo, I still get high From NY to Puerto Rico. Anthony Cruz A-Butta? That's my alter ego. Call your peoples, let 'em know About the Elements show. I still stick hoes With legs thicker than Jennifer Lo. Gallons of Hennessey flow Through my veins and my brains ain't functioning right No need to explain, we're fucking tonight. I slide In a slut and I got a 9 in your gut. My mind Is corrupt, yup, I'm trying to liven it up In a bus on my way to Riker's Island in cuffs, speeding Leaving life in the dust, and when I fuck, I'm on some Freak shit, ice on my nuts—believe it. My NE Clique rip through your skin like strays, plenty Teen chicks drip when I spit my phrase for my Elements fam and the rest of the clan. Oh, I Respect my fans that step in the jam with my Fitted cap tilt to the back, L in my hand, sipping 'nac Getting wet as I can, falling out. Shit, it's All about money and moves—get crunk, y'all. Buck Fifty-one numbing my tongue, I'm drunk y'all Is you with me? Then come on, y'all. Let's go [Hook: Mr. Voodoo, (L-Swift), and {A-Butta}] (x2) Word up, so, yo Open your ears (Uh huh), listen up (Yeah) Twist one up (Uh huh), fill your cup (Hydro!) {Twist it up, and if you know} (Like I know), {you'll be living it up} [Verse 3: Mr. Voodoo] I murder things like Serbs under Milošević ("Think about it") 'Til we're all rocking furs like we're Bolsheviks Me and my associates forever radiate and glow We're supposed to—shit, y'all ain't know? The M.O.: My grammar's in lock, ammo is stocked, hammer is cocked To damage and rot Feds with cameras and cops. Who make The planet rock? Y'all know who can—need we say? The go-to Man like a center in the NBA. My DNA Got a pistol's curvature, rappers Getting claps like they was boning a dirty whore. It's a Dirty chore—when it's time to flip, I got the black Tape on the trigger, the hammer, and the grip. I'm clapping At kids—abandon your ship. Take it to trial, get a Slap on the wrist. I'm capping it crisp but celebrate Like a crooked capitalist. We elevate Look, kid. Nobody rapping like this [Hook: Mr. Voodoo, (L-Swift), and {A-Butta}] (x4) Word up, so, yo Open your ears (Uh huh), listen up (Yeah) Twist one up (Uh huh), fill your cup (Hydro!) {Twist it up, and if you know} (Like I know), {you'll be living it up} [Outro: Charlemagne] Yeah, that's how we do it. Natural Elements style, nah'mean? NE definitely. 2 Ton, baby. Charlemagne. Fortress. Believe that. And we're out like that