WKCR 89.9FM: The Stretch Armstrong and Bobbito Show - Natural Elements (ft. L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo) Interview & Freestyle on 01/05/1995

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Stretch and Bobbito ft. Natural Elements (ft. L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo) - "WKCR 89.9FM: The Stretch Armstrong and Bobbito Show - Natural Elements (ft. L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo) Interview & Freestyle on 01/05/1995" [Emcee(s): L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s) of Instrumental 1: [?]] [Producer(s) of Instrumental 2: [?]] [Producer(s) of Instrumental 3: Charlemagne] [Producer(s) of Instrumental 4: Charlemagne] [Producer(s) of Instrumental 5: Charlemagne (Original Instrumental from Natural Elements (ft. L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo) - "Yes Yes Y'all")] [DJ(s): Stretch Armstrong and Bobbito Garcia] [Additional Vocals: Stretch Armstrong, Bobbito Garcia, Charlemagne, and G-Blass] [Intro: Bobbito Garcia, Stretch Armstrong, Mr. Voodoo, Charlemagne, G-Blass, and L-Swift] Bobbito Garcia: This is the Stretch Armstrong Show! Stretch Armstrong: Yo, yo, yo Bobbito Garcia: My name is Bobbito! And, uh, peace to all the peoples in the place to be. We have the Fortress Stretch Armstrong: This is reminiscent of 1991, all the people up in here Bobbito Garcia: Yeah Stretch Armstrong: Lots of heads Bobbito Garcia: This, this doesn't happen often, this definitely does not happen often, and it will not happen again, but we have the Fortress Family in the place to be, and, uh Mr. Voodoo: Aight Bobbito Garcia: We have Mr. Voodoo Mr. Voodoo: True Bobbito Garcia: And L-Swift Mr. Voodoo: Yeah Stretch Armstrong: Aight Bobbito Garcia: And their peoples in the back. What's up, peoples? Stretch Armstrong: Charlemagne Charlemagne: Yeah, chilling, man, chilling Stretch Armstrong: Aight G-Blass: G-Blass! Mr. Voodoo: Yeah Bobbito Garcia: G-Blass, Charlemagne, and Randy, who's, who's not here Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, yeah, peace to my man KA Bobbito Garcia: But you know what? Mr. Voodoo: What's up, man? Bobbito Garcia: Voodoo, you look mad tired, B Mr. Voodoo: I am, man. I'm tired, y'all Bobbito Garcia: I know. You look tired, you look bad Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, haha, it's all good though Bobbito Garcia: I'll tell you what: we're just gonna get to the… to what we're here to do Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, yeah Bobbito Garcia: Stretch, you wanna bring that down? Wanna bring it down here or you wanna bring it down there? Stretch Armstrong: Nah, when that, when that beat comes down, I'll just… I'll take it up. Bring that beat in Bobbito Garcia: OK Mr. Voodoo: Yeah Bobbito Garcia: Aight, so we're just gonna let you guys do… do what you're here to do. You can't hear? You can't hear yourself? Mr. Voodoo: Yeah Bobbito Garcia: Keep on talking. Come on, baby, do it quick Stretch Armstrong: Nah, nah, that ain't on. That mic ain't on. Hold on, hold on Bobbito Garcia: Make sure that it, that it's plugged in. Keep on talking, baby L-Swift: Aight Stretch Armstrong: Now your mic's on? Mr. Voodoo: Yeah Bobbito Garcia: Yeah Mr. Voodoo: I think it's good over here Bobbito Garcia: Voodoo's… alright, I'll tell you what… Stretch Armstrong: Share that, share that mic Mr. Voodoo: Aight Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, you just gotta share that mic, alright? Stretch Armstrong: Bobbito Bobbito Garcia: So here we go! Yeah Stretch Armstrong: Bob, press that, press that "Play" up there. Yeah Bobbito Garcia: Here we go. This is the Stretch Armstrong Show Stretch Armstrong: Yes, yes Mr. Voodoo: Aight L-Swift: Yes, you can turn that up Mr. Voodoo: Yeah L-Swift: One, two, one, two. Yo, move up to the mic Mr. Voodoo: One, two, one, two, and it don't stop Stretch Armstrong: You gotta get up closer to the mic L-Swift: Yo, one, two Mr. Voodoo: Check it out, man L-Swift: Yo, we're gonna, um, we're gonna wait 'til this beat finish and then we're gonna get into it like this, yo Bobbito Garcia: Now tell them who you are Stretch Armstrong: Ahh, ahh L-Swift: L-Swift is in the house, Fortress Records Mr. Voodoo: Mr. Voo in the house. Fortress L-Swift: Yo, check it out, yo, we're gonna do it like this, one, two Charlemagne: Aight. Uh Bobbito Garcia: Yeah Mr. Voodoo: Yeah L-Swift: One time for your mind, coming through for '95, kicking it live. Yo, yo, check it, yo [Hook: L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo] [L-Swift and (Mr. Voodoo)] Well, it's The L (Baby, baby). Ayyo, it's the L (Baby, baby). Ayyo I rock the mic well 'cause it's the L (Baby, baby). Ayyo The L (Baby, baby). Yo, it's the L (Baby, baby). Ayyo I rock the mic well 'cause it's the L (Baby). Yo It's Mr. Voo (Who?). It's Mr. Voo (Who?). It's Mr. Voo [Mr. Voodoo and (L-Swift)] And wack rappers I'm running through (True) It's Mr. Voo (Who?). It's Mr. Voo (Who?). It's Mr. Voo And wack rappers I'm running through. Kick it [Verse 1: L-Swift] I run Through emcees who claim to be lyricists, my state of mind Is darker than licorice, it darkens when I think of shit My wickedness cannot be shut down. Call me that Uptown Intellectual, invincible, cynical, untypical Mystical individual. Criminal, minimal rappers Stay back and learn it, observe it, but if you got no skills The microphone? You don't deserve it—that shit is mere fact Hope you can hear that, and if you can, open your listeners I'm splitting the skins of my foes like prisoners in gang fights Whatever my hand writes develops into obliteration Of my opponent like a tournament, I'm hanging emcees Like ornaments quickly, I play emcees more than Hot 97 play Biggie. Give me… [Interlude 1: L-Swift, Bobbito Garcia, and Mr. Voodoo] L-Swift: Ahh! Bobbito Garcia: Ahh! Hahaha Mr. Voodoo: Check it out, check it out, one, two, check it out. In the place, Mr. Voo. Check it out, yo, check it out, yo, check it [Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo] To put it candidly (What?), I rip it randomly Get flam with me, and that's your last role like Brandon Lee To challenge me's unthinkable—why do the unspeakable? Seems I have to teach a few, defeating Voo's unreachable, so Fuck all the cliché. You gets no leeway—true 'Cause 666 is the route on my freeway Like Nick and Mallory, observe my gallery. As I Increase in calorie, I increase in salary, I Expose those underlings like they were underthings, my style's Thundering, these blundering idiots wondering What is he? Human or is he a robot? 'Cause when I'm on the microphone, nobody possess The energy. With symmetry, I make you lose control of the Biological functions of your biochemistry You know the current's G, I'm real. My pineal is cocked Like Glock nine steel. Now go for what you feel [Verse 3: L-Swift] Yo, I think of Myself as a vision who make incisions like a knife slash 'Cause when I kick flows, it's like approaching death—I make your life flash Before your optics when I drop this toxic, but it cures like Antibiotics, styles I'm picking like pockets. From my Various assortment of flavors I choose or invent I divide minds, my nickel-plated nine shines, I define Rhymes for primetime, walking a fine line, I blind minds In streets, I find dime shorties and date 'em like a timeline [Interlude 2: L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo] L-Swift: So, yo, one, two, one, two, yo. Come down, come down Mr. Voodoo: Check it out, one, two, check it out, check it out, yo [Verse 4: Mr. Voodoo] Now Emcees come and go, get replaced, and dethroned But seldom does a real poet grace the microphone I'm like a precious stone, rare as a mineral In this time when clitoral front like they're criminal Enemies among us spread lies like a fungus They're little, I'm humongous [Bridge 1: Mr. Voodoo] So check it out, son, here's some real vocabulary like This and-a, check it out, and-a now [Verse 5: Mr. Voodoo] My flows just precipitate, no emcee can reciprocate Many anticipate, but Voodoo never will capitulate I capsulate and capsulize these raps in castles My projectiles project styles, I capsize and cap fools The coronary… [Interlude 3: Mr. Voodoo and L-Swift] Mr. Voodoo: Haha, I'ma leave at that, aight? L-Swift: Yo, yo, check it out, check it out, one, two, yo [Verse 6: L-Swift] I speak Words of warfare—call me the Bronx Veteran Fly woman? Get her in. I cure just like I'm medicine More than Excedrin 'cause, verbally, L is untouchable Words I drop down is similar to when the Glock sound Meaning emcees scatter like crackers in riots, run for Protection. My motto is perfection for collection of loot Lyrics I shoot like weaponry, automatic Cap-buster, what I kick is dope—call me a rap hustler 'Cause when I flow, jakes be staking out, wack emcees be Breaking out, leaving the premises when I release lyrical sentences No other emcee could enter this. I stay on top Of my game 'cause I believe in perseverance, I be Holding rappers back like I was sample clearance, my Appearance might not be of a threat, but, of course, if I Didn't tell you, then your ass would be lost in The flow, so think about it. How would you know? Yo Mr. Voodoo, come down with the flow [Verse 7: Mr. Voodoo] Mr. Voodoo Innovates (What?) hip hop. Your style is old So renovate it (And what?) or get dropped (OK). 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 injury. The undilutable Hemlock's the suitable remedy. I put iron Nails under the cuticles of my enemies I bombard and come hard, leave scum scarred, so unguard What I'm rocking is studied like doctrines of Master Fard Lethal like lard. Rappers I diss hard and discard Rock discotheques and disconnect the incorrect [Interlude 4: Mr. Voodoo and L-Swift] Mr. Voodoo: Like that, and-a L-Swift: Check it out. Ayyo, check it out. One, two, yo, check it, yo [Bridge 2: L-Swift] Lyrics I bust like an automatic slug for niggas who violate My styles are great [Interlude 5: L-Swift, Bobbito Garcia, Mr. Voodoo, and Stretch Armstrong] L-Swift: Yo, I'ma start that over Bobbito Garcia: Hahaha L-Swift: Lyrics I bust like a slug, so, yo Bobbito Garcia: Hahahahahahaha Mr. Voodoo: Haha L-Swift: Yo, check it out, one, two. Yo, one, two, one, two Stretch Armstrong: Take Two L-Swift: I know I just messed up, but I'ma kick it like this, yo. Check it out, check it out, one, two. I know I'm messing, but, yo Bobbito Garcia: Nah, nah, do your thing. L-Swift, Take Three (*Click*) L-Swift: Check it out. Aight, aight. Take Three, Take Three in the place to be. I'ma do it like this, yo [Verse 8: L-Swift] Yo, L-Swift Is coming through. Emcees, check the lyrical Niggas getting cut off just like they were the umbilical Check out the style that L-Swift be strictly professing L-Swift grabs the microphone, I'm never less and I'm more Emcees sore like a condor soar. You wanna hang With L-Swift, but you don't have no more type Of flows 'cause I'm blessed, and you know I manifest the styles 'Cause I am the best, ripping out on Stretch and Bobbito Emcees know they get ate like Fritos when they Try to hang with L-Swift, but, yo, I'm gonna, um, kick The speed flows like this. Emcees know I never miss 'Cause I kick the clever shit, and you better get out of my face 'Cause I erase like this. Emcees be trying To miss, but Mr. Voodoo come down with the bliss [Interlude 6: L-Swift, Bobbito Garcia, and Mr. Voodoo] L-Swift: Ayyo, come down one time Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, yeah, last one, last one. Do your thing, baby Mr. Voodoo: One, two, one, two. Aight, check it. Check it out, one, two, as we do it like this, and-a check it out now [Verse 9: Mr. Voodoo] Let us Begin. Is it live or is it jive? I stay on that Tail like a state trooper on a Jersey Drive. This is Hip hop purified—with nutrients, it's fortified. Call me The pilot for your eye. Like a tour guide, I show the way The flows I say make many a protégé, rappers be Fronting when they know they're gay. Homos, stay back I stack G's, so extract these N-U-Ts out your throat. Kick melodies for c-notes over Beats, I float like a deceased man, toted like an Obese man, Teflon-coated, but y'all'll pull policemen Your ho's holding my sausage. I'll hold a crowd hostage, so put Your hands in the air—you've been surrounded. I'm pound- -for-pound the shit. You're too counterfeit to coun- -teract. I fiend blood of the wack like Count Drac' Emcees be trying to bounce back, but ain't an ounce fat Sounds fat? Well, kid, you don't even know the half I'm deep as a vaginal shaft. Blind, deaf, and dumb will feel the wrath When papers touched by lithograph, cool as Miller draft When it comes to mental faculties, you are understaffed just For thinking of competing with me. Don't make me "hah" [Verse 10: L-Swift] Ayyo, lend me Your mind when I rhyme. Lyrics disseminate Through your mental, they penetrate, posses disintegrate So let me demonstrate lyrics and grammar, I do Damage to stuff just like my name was David Banner. L-Swift Is naturally, mentally, and physically fit, lyrically lit Just with that rhythm Charlemagne hit me with. I stick foes Physically rip shows, L-Swift flows, and multiple Fluctuation my shit goes, I represent my zip code To the fullest, no bullshit. My mind remain level, never Get gassed up, physically blast up, suckers get patched up Quickly. L-Swift be making emcees feel tre- -pidation, never decline—I stick to elevation [Outro: L-Swift, Bobbito Garcia, Stretch Armstrong, Mr. Voodoo, and Charlemagne] L-Swift: Like that, y'all. Fortress Records in the house one time for your mind Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, Fortress Stretch Armstrong: Aight, aight, aight Bobbito Garcia: …fat, but he's still breathing L-Swift: Hahahahahaha Bobbito Garcia: Yo, aight, yo. Mr. Voodoo Stretch Armstrong: Yo, yo, yo, hey, what's going on with you, Voodoo? I know you had a record out before L-Swift: Yo Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know'm saying? Stretch Armstrong: What's happening with all that? Mr. Voodoo: Probably this year, we're gonna put out something else out, you know'm saying? Stretch Armstrong: Aight Mr. Voodoo: Right now, we're trying to get this thing going, you know? Keep it flowing and all of that Charlemagne: Charlemagne Stretch Armstrong: Aight, aight Bobbito Garcia: Ahhh! Stretch Armstrong: What's up, Bob? Bobbito Garcia: I didn't tape it Stretch Armstrong: I taped it Bobbito Garcia: I know Stretch Armstrong: It's on the DAT (*Instrumental from Natural Elements (ft. L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo) - "Yes Yes Y'all" starts playing*) L-Swift: True Bobbito Garcia: Alright, we're gonna bring this Charlemagne, Shalimar… oh… Charlemagne, Shalimar. Hahahaha Charlemagne: Charlemagne, Charlemagne in the house Bobbito Garcia: Charlemagne, I enjoyed that beat, that last one Charlemagne: Yeah Bobbito Garcia: We're gonna bring it down. Stretch, bring me something. This is Eighty… Stretch Armstrong: I'm, I'm bringing you a song on Bobbito Garcia: Oh, OK Stretch Armstrong: I'm, I'm not bringing you an instrumental Bobbito Garcia: Well, I'll leave that, that up Stretch Armstrong: Aight Bobbito Garcia: Alright, so Mr. Voodoo Mr. Voodoo: Yo Bobbito Garcia: L-Swift L-Swift: Aight, peace, y'all Bobbito Garcia: What now? Stretch Armstrong: Thanks for coming down L-Swift: Aight Bobbito Garcia: No doubt Stretch Armstrong: Definitely. It's been a long time, we gotta get you back up here again, know'm saying? Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, I wanna say, "What's up?" to my man Trevor representing Hip Hop Atlanta, and, uh, that's it. I wanna say peace to Jay Smooth L-Swift: Oh yeah, peace to, um, my man Brian and his sister Carrie Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, I wannna say… Mr. Voodoo: Ayyo, peace to KA, man. Where you at, man? You're supposed to be here now, kid Bobbito Garcia: I wanna say, "What's up?" to Martin Moore and, uh, Martin Moore and Mayhem from NYU L-Swift: Sunset! Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, they definitely… I've been hearing about you guys for a, for a long time Stretch Armstrong: We've been hearing 'em for a long time Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, yeah, yeah, that too, but I'm saying, "Hearing about them" Stretch Armstrong: Yeah Bobbito Garcia: Listen. Alright, well, that's it. Hey, alright, thanks a lot, guys Stretch Armstrong: In fact, in fact, I, I bought their record, I bought all, I bought their record L-Swift: Ha, true Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, a juice and quarter Stretch Armstrong: Rocking solo, I bought their record L-Swift: Ah, Mayhem told me that too Stretch Armstrong: Yeah, uh, uh huh, well he wasn't lying L-Swift: Haha, aight Bobbito Garcia: Yeah, alright. Alright, yo. 89tec9 Stretch Armstrong: Aight Bobbito Garcia: Bring me on, Stretch Stretch Armstrong: Why don't you bring that beat down now?