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letra de by nature - natural elements

natural elements – “by nature”
[emcee(s): l-swift, a-b-tta, and mr. voodoo]
[producer(s): charlemagne]

[verse 1: l-swift, a-b-tta, and mr. voodoo]
[l-swift]
yo, i’ll set sh-t off
like a genesis scripture, chilling when high but a menace with liquor
and natural elements is more than just my tentative n-ggas
sensitive-trigger handguns, and when i rhyme on the block
kids come out like when the ice cream man come
yo, then i’ll hold ‘em for ransom and random
l!ck a shot and watch your man run. (for real) i can’t front
[a-b-tta]
you deal with various plans, n-ggas don’t understand, son
sh-t, i’m on some higher learning, spit out a dumdum
i’m ug’-nice, the mic is burning and my coercion
if you see the light, let’s reunite like the iron curtain
[mr. voodoo]
leave you
lying hurting. to the world, the elements came to take
skeletons out their frame like the predator. in this game
ain’t no compet-tors, y’all debtors be creditors, no one
can edit us ‘cause we speak with forked tongue like european
settlers (no doubt) and let the metal bust (pow pow). ayyo
you settle for a pebble, not a stone like a rebel does

[hook 1: all]
we got
mystique (by nature), y’all n-ggas freaks (by nature), we be
unique (by nature), y’all n-ggas weak (by nature), we be
creators (by nature), y’all n-ggas hate us (by nature), we inno-
-vators (by nature), y’all imitate us (by nature)

[verse 2: a-b-tta and mr. voodoo]
[a-b-tta]
my mind is full of corruption
but i don’t hustle. from ashes to dust, i’ll
bust mine for the gusto, get splashed quick and rush
[mr. voodoo]
yo, who’s natural?
[a-b-tta]
yo, that’s us, and when blast, you should duck
[mr. voodoo]
or your
-ss’ll get struck—it’s simple, just same as the temple bust
your mental just ain’t equipped to drop the gems like us, turning
men to dust like [?]. ayyo, my roster
striking from top to bottom—y’all n-ggas don’t want no problems

[verse 3: mr. voodoo]
yo, yo, yo, you want to
duel, fool? let me school you: don’t let n-ggas fool you
first of all, you’re soft. liquor and chocha, who you? i’ma
pull you and your partner’s goddess (-kiss-), swear to my father
n-ggas that went down in this game, i’ll revere like martyrs
back when i used to wear a starter, in the days
of the park, when rap was an art, then i elicit
explicit images about thugs, clapped and sparked men
until they hemorrhage—i was raised on that premise. now i
grimace ‘cause sh-t’s too strenuous to smile where the
tenements pile and snakes secrete a venomous vial
i’m a menace, i’m foul, gun-crazed, shine like sunrays
facing three-to-nine unfazed, my gun blaze under
the moonlit, wiling like i’m on the central punitive
segregation unit. crime’s a thing my mind’s in tune with, so
while you’re in the clubs, fronting for chicks
i’ll be outside, waiting for you, hunting for victs. really
it’s of no significance what the 9 milli hits
as long as i get you and your affiliates

[verse 4: a-b-tta]
word up, i’ll let
my mac metal spit through your block. all a n-gga
really need is cash, rookies, and props. criminal d’s got us
pr-ne to blast quickly on cops. give me the weed
microphone, and a few taquizas, and i’ll be in the zone
with trees around my dome like julius caesar. see
i rap to keep food in my freezer, pour half of the two-
-liter out, other half [?]. started
from ground zero, then we came—pardon my nature
youth and danger, euthanasia, ganja and paper
bubbled complainers argue with gangsters, my crew
troop through, parachute suits, absolute proof
with fruit juice, the newest flavors. yo

[verse 5: l-swift]
gun as my savior, heaven my turf, cherish my verse
like a scripture straight up out of methodist church. the meek
shall inherit the earth—that’s prophecy speaking
poverty even. properly freaking it by nature
not only is we hot for the season, it’s an infinite journey
when slugs hit, blood drip from your gurney
p-ss on your jersey. straight to the point, you’re getting sh-tted on
early. straight to the joint, i’m ripping my thirty-
-slash-thirty. past dirty, my eyes is, like, scanning
your nation—still, i rise like a standing ovation
many a station, nothing to fear—m-ffle your ears
suck in your tears. the street-corner coming affair

[hook 1: all]
and by
nature, y’all n-ggas is weak (word up), and by
nature, y’all ain’t got mystique like us, and by
nature, y’all n-ggas is freaks (word up), and by
nature, yo, you ain’t unique like us (word up), and by
nature, y’all n-ggas is haters (yo, yo), and by
nature, y’all don’t be creators like us, and by
nature, y’all n-ggas imitators (word), and by
nature, y’all ain’t innovators like us (word up), and by
nature, y’all n-ggas is cowards (word), and by
nature, y’all ain’t got the power like us, and by
nature, y’all just picking flowers (uh huh), and by
nature, y’all n-ggas can’t devour us

[verse 6: mr. voodoo and a-b-tta]
[mr. voodoo]
mr. voodoo
innovates hip hop. your style is oh so
renovate, it won’t get dropped. your flows drip-drop
like leaky faucets. i’m a reservoir—you know the re-
-pertoire: yearly, monthly, weekly, i toss it
never lost it ‘cause it’s internal. my journal
entries cause internal injuries. the undilu-
-table hemlock’s the suitable remedy. i’m shoving iron
nails under the cuticles of my enemy
[a-b-tta]
remember we? (n.e.) let me elucidate the name
feel excruciating pain when we lubricate your frame as if
you’re waiting in the rain. cold fluid in my vein maintain
y’all motherf-ckers can’t stand the reign

[outro: l-swift]
it’s like
raindrops all in your dome, word. it’s like
raindrops all in your ear, yeah. it’s like
raindrops all in your dome, word. it’s like
raindrops all in your ear, yeah. it’s like
raindrops all in your dome, word. it’s like
raindrops all in your dome, word. it’s like
raindrops all in your ears, yeah. it’s like
raindrops all in your dome. it’s like
raindrops. it’s like
raindrops. it’s like
raindrops

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