Natural Elements - “2 Tons (Unedited Main)”

A-Butta: Uh, uh, yeah, uh

Mr. Voodoo: Yeah

A-Butta: Yeah. Uh

Mr. Voodoo: Check it out

A-Butta: Yeah

Natural Elements the name of this topic

You should pay close attention how we rock it

When we drop the album or single, you should cop it

Yo, Voo, stash that. L, hit ‘em with 2 Tons

Yo, first and

Foremost, Natural Elements serve a raw dose

You ain’t hear the first time, so I returned with more dope

And I just burned some raw smoke. Voo, L-Swift, and A stand

Like a life-sized statue of Elvis in Graceland. Yo, fuck

Corrupt jakes. They rushed the gates, but all they found in my pocket

Was two Dutchies, a razor blade, and some duct tape

So if you’re looking for a cut face and broken jaw

Make you feel like you was locked upstate, so close the door

Like Pope

John Paul, I bless ill figures (Reputedly). Dons fall

When I caress steel triggers (Ruthlessly), anonymously

Toss shots with an ominous force not known

To emcees, draw guns in twos and threes. Your whores

Is choosing me, rap wars is losing me, a true emcee

My influence be showing in your fluency

True indeed, our flows

Rock properly, hops, go-go copping your spot

Yo, whatever we drop, you know it gotta be hot, blazing

“Raising Hell” like Run-DMC, spraying

Shells ‘til my gun be empty. I heard you want it, kid

Don’t wait to tell, come and get me. I say your hymn

For A&R men on drums and SP’s and ASR-10’s

Foe or friend? You could choose one of the two, but think quick

Before I bruise you in front of the crew. Oh, that’s your man?

Well, I’m sonning him too—nothing to lose

Stomp in with who? Kick in your grill, blood on my shoes

Lyrics is ill, my clique chill while we’re guzzling brews

Flip it, Swift. (The fuck you want me to do?). It’s on you

Police

Is hunting for Voo, respond too—yo, it’s an Elements world

Elegant words make my legend unfurl. Even

Melons get bust—hold up, ****, settle the rush. ****

Jealous as fuck—(*Gunshot*)—yo, got my metal to bust. Yo, tell ‘em

What up. (Nah, kid, I might touch up the flow). You freeze like

You was stuck in the snow, ducking the po’

What do you know?

V-double-O bring the apocalypse

We accost your chicks, hold your babies as hostages. You want

Hydrogens and oxygens? Here’s a large dose

Born-again thug like Carlos. Y’all know the stimulus

Inhaling green with dark cumulonimbus, over the Earth’s

Center with Jehovah for turf. I’m the nefarious

Clap straps and give brothers out-of-body experience, see?

We be NE, we negate the red tape

In the 2 Ton, no one shall escape (No one shall escape, ha)

(So pick a death date when things get set straight)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Most of y’all know exactly what shit is about, word)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Always and forever, Natural Elements, no doubt)

L-Swift: I lost my money on the Knicks

A-Butta: I got honeys on the tip

Mr. Voodoo: I got Rummy on the twist

L-Swift: Ayyo, run me on the spin

My click

Is heavy-handed, something ferocious, bucking toasters

One of the dopest—scope but don’t approach this

You want dope? I’ll overdose this, propose a toast to Kendu

The king of smoking roaches, guns and roses

Some say my flows come from Moses. Puff a whole spliff

And let the smoke circulate. Deepthroat my flows ‘til

Y’all choke or regurgitate. Y’all jokers don’t flow, y’all

Impersonate me and my clique. You want to plead the Fifth?

Open your eyes and read my lips. Yo, the beef is thick

Hedonistic, must be a sicko to conceive with this script

My clique flow will make you flee the district

You see

This biscuit? I love this biscuit. Charlemagne shoved the discuit

In the sampler for me to construct the sickness, the product

The quick hit, crazy cash, G’s like Stacey Dash

D’s trying to trace the stash, we steady lace the hash

Up in spots large as Macy’s, bash, rip your state. You’re pennyweight

I treat women like I’m Henry the VIII

Yo, I could

Never envy a fake, all I could do is rock on

You could reach me at NaturalElements.com

Log on, yo. I do this for the illest in prison

I’m seeing both sides of the game like peripheral vision

Shit you think about? I figure in my quickest decision. It’s like

I always play the game from a different position

Word to Charlemagne, I’m playing both sides of the fence. I spoke

In my defense, I stay with low eyes when I’m bent. Yo, when

I say NE, I mean Northeast too

Bronx County. Char found me and he brought me through

Support me too, word up. 2 Ton, word up

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Most of y’all know exactly what this is about, word)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Always and forever, Natural Elements, no doubt)