Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song By Nature, artist - Natural Elements.
Date of issue: 29.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
By Nature |
Yo, I set shit off |
Like a Genesis scripture, chilling when high but a menace with liquor |
And Natural Elements is more than just my tentative niggas |
Sensitive-trigger handguns, and when I rhyme on the block |
Kids come out like when the ice cream man come |
Yo, then I hold ‘em for ransom at random |
Lick a shot at you and watch your man run. |
(For real) I can’t front |
We deal with various plans, niggas don’t understand, son |
Shit, I’m on some higher learning, spit out a dumdum |
I’m ug'-nice, the mic is burning, and my coercion |
Make you see the light—let's reunite like the Iron Curtain |
Leave you |
Lying, hurting. |
To the world, the Elements came to tear |
Skeletons out their frame like The Predator. |
In this game |
Ain’t no competitors, 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 |
We got |
Mystique (by nature), y’all niggas freaks (by nature), we be |
Unique (by nature), y’all niggas weak (by nature), we be |
Creators (by nature), y’all niggas haters (by nature), we inno- |
-vators (by nature), y’all imitators (by nature) |
My mind is full of corruption |
But I don’t hustle. |
From ashes to dust, I |
Bust mine for the gusto, get splashed quick and rush. |
Yo, who’s Natural? |
Yo, that’s us, and when blast, you should duck or your |
Ass’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 Sodom. |
Ayyo, my roster |
Striking from top to bottom, y’all niggas don’t want no problems |
A-Butta: Y’all niggas don’t want no problems, none |
L-Swift: Yo, man, we’ve been doing this for years, man. |
Yo, it’s time to shine, |
man. |
Yo, yo, Voo, what up, man? |
Let ‘em know |
Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, word up. |
Word up |
A-Butta: Yo, come on, man. |
Yo, yo, Agu, let ‘em know |
Yo, yo, yo, you wanna |
Duel Voo? |
Let me school you. |
Don’t let niggas 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 |
Niggas 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 hemorrhaged—I was raised on that premise. |
Now I |
Grimace ‘cause shit’s too strenuous to smile where the |
Tenements pile, the snakes secrete a venom, it’s vile |
I’m a menace, I’m foul, gun-crazed, shine like sunrays |
Facing three-to-nine unfazed, my gun blaze under |
The moonlit, wilding like I’m on the central punitive |
Segregation unit. |
Crime’s a thing my mind’s in tune with, so while you |
In the clubs, fronting for chicks |
I’ll be outside, waiting for you, hunting for victs. |
Really |
It’s of no significance what the nine milli hits |
As long as I get you and your affiliates |
Word up, I let |
My MAC metal spit through your block. |
All a nigga |
Really need is cash, rookies, and props. |
Criminal D’s got us |
Prone 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 Courvoisier though. |
Started |
From Ground Zero, then we came up—pardon my nature |
Youth and danger, euthanasia, ganja and paper |
But who could blame us? |
Argue with gangsters, my crew |
Troop through, parachute suits, absolute proof |
With fruit juice, the newest flavors (And it’s getting worse) |
Yo, yo |
God 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 on your gurney |
Piss on your jersey. |
Straight to the point, you’re getting shitted on early |
Straight to the joint, I’m gripping my thirty |
Slash thirty, past dirty. |
My eyes' light scan through your nation |
Still, I rise like a standing ovation |
Manning your station, nothing to fear, muffle your ears |
Suck in your tears. |
The street corner coming to fear |
And by |
Nature, y’all niggas is weak (Word up), and by |
Nature, y’all ain’t got mystique like us, and by |
Nature, y’all niggas is freaks (Word up), and by |
Nature, yo, you ain’t unique like us (Word up), and by |
Nature, y’all niggas is haters (Yo, yo), and by |
Nature, y’all don’t be creators like us, and by |
Nature, y’all niggas imitators (Word), and by |
Nature, y’all ain’t innovators like us (Word up), and by |
Nature, y’all niggas is cowards (Uh huh), 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 niggas can’t devour us |
Mr. Voodoo |
Innovates hip hop. |
Your style is old |
So renovate it or get dropped. |
Your flows drip-drop |
Like leaky faucets, I’m a reservoir. |
You know the repertoire |
Yearly, monthly, weekly, I toss it |
Never lost it ‘cause it’s internal. |
My journal |
Entries cause internal injuries. |
The undilutable |
Hemlock’s the suitable remedy. |
I’m shoving iron |
Nails under the cuticles of my enemy |
Remember we? |
(NE) 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 motherfuckers can’t stand the reign |
It’s like |
Raindrops fall on your dome, word. |
It’s like |
Raindrops all in your ear, yeah. |
It’s like |
Raindrops fall on your dome, word. |
It’s like |
Raindrops all in your ear, yeah. |
It’s like |
Raindrops fall on your dome, word. |
It’s like |
Raindrops fall on your dome, word. |
It’s like |
Raindrops all in your ears, yeah. |
It’s like |
Raindrops fall on your dome. |
It’s like |
Raindrops. |
It’s like |
Raindrops. |
It’s like |
Raindrops |