[Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo]
V-e-e double-O
So easily
Will I e-m-c-e-e
NYC be the locality
Trying to inflate this low salary
My stacks is fat and yours is low-calorie
Too full of carbohydrate to flow irate
I shake and vibrate
The lightweight
And make foes migrate
Plant seed and let it germinate
Vermin I terminate
Verbally
I offend more n***as than the Mark Fuhrman tapes
My burn is great when I get busy
The crowd ask, "What is he?"
"Human or robot?"
My flow's hot
Those that know not must be dizzy
So uh, how many fingers do you see?
You goin', "Uh, one, two, three?"
Because I knocked your a** silly
Of course I'm living big
But who the hell is Willie?
Try to [?] me and I'll put you on the floor quicker than Tyson did McNeely
[Verse 2: A-bu*ta]
Once you hear the capital A
Rapper to stay
With you for a while son
It won't go away
Composing dramatical plays
Element natural ways
Control your thoughts
Like [?]
Stay dipped polo sport menswear
A-bu*ta be the one you and your friends fear
Natural E we droppin' gems here
Shinin' for ten years
And keep writin until my pen smears
Ink upon the page
Rhymin' devine flavor
Mental higher than a skyscraper
My mic's major
Deegan
My thoughts connecting like
When my pager's beepin'
You stay sleepin'
A's creepin'
I'm makin' mics evaporate
Lyrics ejaculate
When my verbs I masturbate
While you procrastinate
I graduate past the great
You see my flow will fascinate
Natural E, we collaborate
Check it, this rapper's great
Riz, scratch it up like sissy fights
bu*ta, forever shine like New York city lights
What
[Hook: Mr. Voodoo, A-bu*ta, L Swift, Essence]
We keep risin' to the top
No one can stop we
Natural Elements
Will forever S-H-I-N-E
[Verse 3: L Swift]
Yo physically I bring the pain here
Get shorties wet like rain gear
I'll hit you buck fifty
Like New York City train fare
Yo every day I'm 'bout the same gear
Cuz money low
I bag a honey though
This one go out to all my Sun-ny bros
In N-Y-C
Northeast Bronx
My territory
You confess to a priest
Writin' lyrics is better for me
Never sweat a shorty
Now I'm broke
Got no sort of pull
But in the future when I got money?
I'll be adorable
Shorty played herself
Had brothers on the train using the portable telly
Cuz both of y'all look the same
Like Aaron Hall and R Kelly
I bust a shot like Marbury
Battle? You must be sniffing something like
Darryl Strawberry
Check what I get nice with
My right hand
Is what I grip a mic with
In the future
I circle numbers on this Lex price list
Yo me gettin' burnt or hurt
Won't be tolerated
I got rhymes up the uhh
Forget it I'm constipated
[Verse 4: Essence]
See these lines?
Like graffiti burners
Essence tags your mental hall
As I come bust like [?]
Into your face with no shame
Rappers be frontin like they rich
When they be riding the train
And when they flow
You know it all sound the same
Those [?] like escalators
Plus sweeter than Now & Laters
Your crowd about as much weight as a sheet of paper
You have no flava
Pulling my saber
Removing you from the agenda
Wanna-be contenders fall like September through December
Get opened, entered, then verbally dismembered
Remember Esssence flows
I'm treating you like Mendel [?]
To dolo
To get dough
See, the mic you need to let go
You're hollow
You can't rip it with expertise
Please
See, me, put simply
Is a G-O double D-E double S
You cannot contest