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Natural Elements - “N.E. Thang”


[Emcee(s): L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo]


[Producer(s): DJ Mayhem]


[Intro: L-Swift]

Yo, yo. Aight, yeah, word, we’re fully loaded now. Word, uh, NE, we’re fully loaded now. Word (Word up). Shhh… she like us, man. Word up, yeah, word up, yo, yo, yo


[Verse 1: L-Swift]

I spit

A gem, star bent in the bar, so fuck with me

I went far, sensitive scars and buck fifties

I might send ten in your car—get touched quickly

My night lens finish you, pa. I puff sensi

But I could still see what you see, know what you know, what?

I ain’t trying to be what you be. I told a ho, yo

I switch like whips in lanes, pick a dame

Used to go to church, but now she got whips and chains

Different games, pick a brain like a neurosurgeon

Yo, I found what I need, you go searching desolate places

Got your lawyer repping my cases, yo

I’m on your money like president faces, oh

This shit ain’t right ‘til the Element lace it fo’ sho’

It ain’t a night ‘til we tell ‘em it’s blazing

For shows, I’m hellraising like the world gonna blow up. You won’t come

But your girl gonna show up, then we pull her on

Stage like she part of the show. Man, we put her on

Tape—she was starving to go—and then the bitch said

“Why am I so fly?” “I don’t know, but…”

“Why am I so high?” “It’s the endo—what?”


[Hook (Overlapped with Interlude): Mr. Voodoo and (L-Swift)]

What?

You thought we wasn’t coming out? (It’s an NE thing, you know?) Y’all niggas

Need to stop dumbing out. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) Get that

Dick out your mouth, yo. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) You need

To open up your ears. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) We’ve been

Doing this for years, son. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) We ain’t

Going nowhere. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) I

Know y’all’ve been waiting. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) You need

To stop the fucking hate. (It’s an NE thing)


[Interlude (Overlapped with Hook): A-Butta]

Yo, yo, I’m just finally getting warm now. Finally getting warm now


[Verse 2: A-Butta]

Yo, we blaze hash

And pass crazy glasses and V8 Splash. See me

Trashed in the E-Class with weed stashed. My lazy

Ass blasted—send me shots of the vodka. Henny

Got my mind proper. Went from “lend me a dollar” to Fendi

And Prada, semi-five gun with the clip in. Stop

Bullshitting, let me pop one of them bitches (Yo, which)

(One, A?) The one with the lingerie on, Chaka

Khan, don liaisons to Marvin Gaye songs (Word?)

Sex appeal—fucking with me? We make bonds (What?)

Record deal plus a degree from St. John’s, for real

When it come to the weed, I stay gone, lay on

Silk, plus Milk like Audio Two. Gave me head

Plus she brought me the brew. Got chickens laying

Eggs in the room, and I’m corny, boo. On digi

Cameras, amateur videos with silly hoes

Blowing philly slow, yo. I don’t really know, word


[Hook: Mr. Voodoo and (L-Swift)]

What?

You thought we wasn’t coming out? (It’s an NE thing, you know?) Y’all niggas

Need to stop dumbing out. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) Get that

Dick out your mouth, yo. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) You need

To open up your ears. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) We’ve been

Doing this for years, son. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) We ain’t

Going nowhere. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) I

Know y’all’ve been waiting. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) You need

To stop the fucking hate. (It’s an NE thing)


[Verse 3: Mr. Voodoo]

Mr. Voo seizes mics, freezes in ice

Rappers like he just nice, I get more love than Jesus Christ

Ain’t no comic relief tonight—only drama for the

Phony karma. I have sheath and knife, causing grief and strife

Some may feel me, end up in a box with white

Lilies. Whoever wanna beef tonight is quite silly

My flows burn like phillies, my raps are tight, niggas got

Jimmies, but they’re so femme, you’d swear they were hermaphrodites

Keep the clapper tight, I don’t wage war, I wage shellfare

Got so much public support, you’d think I was on welfare

Who the hell care what you pack, how much dollars you stack?

I’ma holler, “You wack.” This Shakespearian solilo-

-quy’s like bottles of crack, the way I’m luring fiends

I should receive more green than European nobility. Agu

Got it locked tight, always rock right, yo

I’m causing chickenheads to have cockfights

[Hook: Mr. Voodoo and (L-Swift)] (x2)

What?

You thought we wasn’t coming out? (It’s an NE thing, you know?) Y’all niggas

Need to stop dumbing out. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) Get that

Dick out your mouth, yo. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) You need

To open up your ears. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) We’ve been

Doing this for years, son. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) We ain’t

Going nowhere. (It’s an NE thing, you hear?) I

Know y’all’ve been waiting. (It’s an NE thing, you know?) You need

To stop the fucking hate. (It’s an NE thing)