Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2 Tons, artist - Natural Elements.
Date of issue: 29.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
2 Tons |
Yo, first and foremost |
Natural Elements serve a raw dose |
You ain’t hear the first time, so I return wit more dope |
And I just burned some raw smoke, Voo else wit a? |
a-sand? |
Like a life-size statue of Elvis in Graceland |
The fucker of jakes, they rush the gates |
But all they find in my pocket was two dutchies, a razor blade, and some |
duct-tape |
So if you’re lookin for a cut face and broken jaw |
Make you feel like you was locked upstate, and close the door |
Pope John Paul, I bless ill figures (reputedly) |
Dons fall when I caress steel triggers (rufusly) |
Anonymously, toss shots wit an ominous force night |
Not know two MC’s, draw guns wit two’s a piece |
Your whore’s is chossin me, rap wars is losin me, a true MC |
My influence be showing and fluently |
True indeed, I flows by properly hop |
Go-go's coppin your spot |
Yo whatever we drop, you know it’s gotta be hot |
Blazin, Raisin Hell like Run-DMC |
Sprayin shells till my gun be empty |
I heard you want it kid, don’t wait to tell, come and get me Save your hit for A&R men |
On drums and SP’s, and ACE R-10's |
Former friend, you can choose one of the two |
But think quick before I bruise you in front of your crew |
Oh that’s your man? |
Well I’m sunnin him too |
Nuttin to lose, Thelma and who? |
Kick in your grill, blood on my shoes |
Lyrics is ill, my click chill, while we guzzlin brew |
Flip it Swift (fuck you want me to do?) it’s on you |
Police is huntin for Voo |
Respond too, yo it’s a Elements world |
Elegant words make my legend unfurl |
Even melons get bust, hold up nigga several of us Niggas is jealous as fuck, 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, duckin the po' |
What do you know, feet double-O |
Bring the apocalypse, the? |
accostra? |
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 stimulants, inhalin reefer dark? |
? |
Over the earth set, trick Jahovah for turf |
I’m the? |
defairiest?, clap straps and give brothas out of body experience |
See we be N-E, we ne-gate the red tape |
In the 2 Ton, no one shall ecsape |
(So pick a def date, and things get set straight) |
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh 4x |
Most of y’all know what shit is exactly about word |
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh 4x |
Always and forver, Natural Elements no doubt |
I lost my money on the Knicks |
I got honeys on the tips |
I got Rummy on the twist |
Aiyyo run me on the spin |
My click is heavy-handed |
Something ferocious, fuckin toasters |
One of the dopest so, but don’t approach this |
You want dope? |
I’ll over-dose this |
Propose a toast to candle, the king of smokin roaches |
Guns and roses, some say my flows comes from Moses |
Puff a whole spliff and let the smoke circulate |
Deep throat my flow till you choke, hoe regurgitate |
Y’all jokers don’t flow, y’all impersonate |
Me and my click, you wanna plead the Fifth? |
Open your eyes and read my lips, yo the beef is thick |
Heat an? |
instant?, must be the sickle if you can see wit this grip |
My click flow will make you flee the district |
You see this biscuit, I love this biscuit |
Charlemagne shoved the disc in Ain’t a s&le for me to construct the sickness |
The product, the quick hit |
Crazy cash, cheese like Stacey Dash |
DE’s tryin to trace the stash |
We steady lace the hash |
Up in spots large as Macy’s bash, triple? |
stake? |
But anyway, I treat women like I’m Henry VIII |
Yo, I could never envy a fake, all I could do is rock on You can reach me at, Natural Elements.com |
Log on yo, I do this for the illest in prison |
I’m seein both sides of the game like peripheal vision |
Shit you think about, I figure in my quickest decision |
It’s like I always play the game from a different position |
Wit The Charlemagne, I’m playin both sides of the fence |
I spoke in my defense, I stay wit low eyes when I’m bent |
Yo when, I say N-E I mean Northeast too |
Bronx county, Trump found me and he brought me through |
Support me too, word up 2 Ton, word up Chorus *replace shit w/ this |