Released on November 30, 2005

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AXIS 360 ft. Direct and Multiple - “Elements”


[Emcee(s): Direct and Multiple]


[Producer(s): AXIS 360]


[Sample (Melody): [?] - “Come Rain or Come Shine”]


[Hook: Direct and Multiple and (Sample from [?] - “Come Rain or Come Shine”)]

(I’m gonna...)

Be a part of hip hop all of my life. It’s what

I see, what I need, what I breathe, what I be. It be

Hip hop, hip hop (I’m gonna...)


[Verse 1: Direct]

Trip from the train, maintain the same deranged

State of mind. I’ll take the grime to spray the line

Amazing or a form of flagrant crime? You decide

I spend my time developing my styles, symbols so

Wild, nurturing it as if it were my child

I’m married to this shit and can’t live without it

Inhale paint fumes like vacuums, getting higher

Than that [?] statue. Crack full

Baskets [?]

Panhandling [?], tagging windows and

Metal, edge back, then Pilots for my ammo

Going commando in the concrete jungle

Bomb shit like Rambo, black to white rushed on

The juggle, villains, forcefields and bubbles

Eventual street heroes that fight to get struggle

Invisible pain of stealing making homes of shadows

(Shadows) I bring my pagans out to battle

Don’t drink too much and pass out or I’ma tag you


[Hook: Direct and Multiple and (Sample from [?] - “Come Rain or Come Shine”)]

(I’m gonna...)

Be a part of hip hop all of my life. It’s what

I see, what I need, what I breathe, what I be. It be

Hip hop, hip hop (I’m gonna...)

See hip hop, need hip hop, breathe hip

Hop, be hip hop all of my

Life (I’m gonna...)


[Verse 2: Multiple]

Rhyme like it’s the air I breathe. Hip hop flows

Through my veins like it’s the blood I breathe. Yeah

I treat it like the life I need. No regard for

The color of cream, spit food for thought, so it’s

The mind I feed. Yeah, I’ll liberate a crowd with

The soul I breathe, so, yes indeed, I

Shall proceed, give props to each and every under-

-ground emcee living each moment just to rock

The M-I-C. Yo, peace to Kool Herc, yo

For paving the way, to the Bronx for giving birth, to

The music, I’m surviving today. Fuck commercial rap

The industry could lick my sack. Give respect to

The artists staying true to the fact: without graff or

This breaking, DJs cutting the wax

Yo, the face of hip hop is simply sure to collapse

Sit around reminiscing, thinking way-way back

Listening to PRT, wishing I could rhyme like that

Now I’m laidback, lacing up an AXIS track


[Hook: Direct and Multiple and (Sample from [?] - “Come Rain or Come Shine”)]

(I’m gonna...)

Be a part of hip hop all of my life. It’s what

I see, what I need, what I breathe, what I be. It be

Hip hop, hip hop (I’m gonna...)

See hip hop, need hip hop, breathe hip

Hop, be hip hop all of my

Life (I’m gonna...)


[Verse 3: Direct]

Give props to my man AXIS. He asked us

To get onto this down flash with Backwoodz

It’s all good. Break out the cardboard and black hoods

Practice our techniques, pop, lock, breakdance

To breakbeat. DJs keep it moving, cutting turntables


[?]

To create music, we use a artistic artillery

To make a symphony of sounds to astound your ears

So play it out. Hip hop, I’ll be around here

You’re passed out, so pass that mic over here, bop

Your heads down your Benz and be prepared for lyrical

Gymnastic so drastic, no man has yet prepared

To do what emcees do in cypher, freestyling

All night, holding L’s like it’s their life force

Going back-and-forth, who wants it more? It’s not just

A form of entertainment. It’s a way to communicate

Change shit. Aerosol sprayed on the wall free

Art to all. Learn about it, be about it, fight for

The cause


[Hook: Direct and Multiple and (Sample from [?] - “Come Rain or Come Shine”)]

(I’m gonna...)

Be a part of hip hop all of my life. It’s what

I see, what I need, what I breathe, what I be. It be

Hip hop, hip hop (I’m gonna...)

See hip hop, need hip hop, breathe hip

Hop, be hip hop all of my

Life (I’m gonna...)


[Verse 4: Multiple]

Let loose and rock a crowd like David shooting stones

With a slingshot, enough to make your head bop like a cat

With the ill beatbox. Breakbeats and basslines

Pound the chest while I serve lyrics on a platter for my

Peeps to ingest, spitting rhymes with all flavors, just be

Simple yet complex, no preservatives so they’re

Easy to digest. It’s a natural process

Big up to Dedo, MH, and Mayhem

For getting artistic, armed with nothing but a spray can

Rooftops to highways, freight yards to D-Train

Pack a crew with us over the bombing raids

What with all these wack rappers not written to build? Yet

Too many carbon copy relics need to chill. Yeah

I’ll alter lifestyles like the invention of the pill

And still knock the beat up when I start to spill

Yeah, I’ll rhyme for the love of it, not some cheap thrills

The name smoking names, still fly if it’s sealed

And I’ll rep the East Coast, Jersey banks for real


[Hook: Direct and Multiple and (Sample from [?] - “Come Rain or Come Shine”)]

(I’m gonna...)

Be a part of hip hop all of my life. It’s what

I see, what I need, what I breathe, what I be. It be

Hip hop, hip hop (I’m gonna...)

See hip hop, need hip hop, breathe hip

Hop, be hip hop all of my

Life (I’m gonna...)


[Outro: Sample from [?] - “Come Rain or Come Shine”]

I’m gonna love you

Like nobody’s loved you

Come rain or come shine