Natural Elements – Tell Me Something Good Lyrics


Natural Elements – “Tell Me Something Good”
[Emcee(s): Mr. Voodoo, L-Swift, and A-Butta]
[Producer(s): Charlemagne]

[Intro: L-Swift and (A-Butta)]
All day, all night
(Word up) All night, all day
(Too many ways) All day, all night
(Too many days) All night, all day
(Too many ways) All day, all night
(Too many days) All night, all day
(Too many ways) All day, all night
(Too many days) All night, all day

[Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo]
Yo
I shine like diamond gems with no floss
While y’all flows dead like hoes with menopause
Go ‘head, defend your cause, but that’s my flow you’re freaking
I know the secret—let’s just pretend it’s yours. Niggas
Half-men, half-bull like minotaur, stay yapping
But I stay clapping 9-double-m’s at jaws. I’m
From Brooklyn, the place where men spark when dark
Bubble marijuana seeds in New York from Denmark
Embark, a father of two came back a father
Of three. Y’all lame cats ain’t bothering me
I’m a slave to the life, morally depraved and trife
Rob you blind but can’t hustle to save my life
The drug game? Can’t f**k with it, couldn’t carve a ditch, can’t pimp
‘Cause if I had a ho, I’d probably starve the bitch, so I
Target the rich ‘til me and my squadron
Get rich, sew shit up like yarn in a stitch

[Hook: A-Butta, Mr. Voodoo, and L-Swift]
[A-Butta]
Ayyo
Too many ways to get paid, kid, too many
Days you spent wasted. I could taste it
[Mr. Voodoo]
I got
More flows to rap
[L-Swift]
Tell me something good
[Mr. Voodoo]
I got
More hoes to tap
[L-Swift]
Tell me something good
[Mr. Voodoo]
I got
More foes to jack
[L-Swift]
Tell me something good
[Mr. Voodoo]
More four-fours to clap
[L-Swift]
Tell me something good

[Verse 2: L-Swift]
Yo, yo, I got vision for this
2-0/2-0, I see where I’m going
Know where I’ve been. I breathe when I’m flowing, hold it in
Straight-up and diggy, niggas say I smoke too much when I blaze
Me a fifty and reign like able is in me
Soak you up, y’all niggas never say what you feel. I let
My nuts hang—stay if you’re real. I bust thangs
f**k who you’re with. When niggas get bust in their lip, they’re on
Some BET shit like, “I’ve just been hit”
Who made this overproof, Kool-Aid mix? I squeeze
Your ho from the bottom on some toothpaste shit
Those who know me well roll me an L. Type of niggas I’m with
Blast you at point-blank and show you the shell
With your name on it, written in cursive. Watch me
Nigga, talk that shit to the nurses, not me
Yo, I called my penis a genius. Now I’ll watch
Two bitches play with each other like Serena and Venus
Yo, I’m half-high and half-drunk (What’s up with them?)
Yo, they’re half-drive but half-punk (Can’t f**k with them)
Yo, I’ll bust a man, cupful of gin. Northeast Bronx
In this motherf**ker again. Tell ‘em, A, yo

[Hook: A-Butta and L-Swift]
[A-Butta]
Ayyo
Too many ways to get paid, kid, too many
Days you spent wasted. I could taste it
[L-Swift]
I got
Some buddha in my right hand
[A-Butta]
Tell me something good
[L-Swift]
I got
Some liquor in my left hand
[A-Butta]
Tell me something good
[L-Swift]
There’s five
Hundred bitches free, yo
[A-Butta]
Tell me something good
[L-Swift]
We ride
Wild in the streets, yo

[Verse 3: A-Butta]
Yo, son, I got
More money to make (What?), more houses to buy (Right)
‘Til I’m lounging in the sky, looking down on this Earth
Since birth, I wondered how at I could make it worth it
Shipping gold like an ancient merchant, every verse and word
Spit is nurturing. Went from feeling worthless to feeling
Like a billionaire—am I really in here? Too many
Years with phillies and beers, I’m glad I reversed it
Shifting gears, have to murk, kid, for real
(We drive by now) Instead of the train, we have whips
(I wile out now) Getting brain from mad chicks
(Alive, out now) I’m better than ever, forever
(Ride out now) Hold cheddar and never gon’ let up

[Hook: L-Swift]
Yeah
Too many ways to get paid, kid, too many
Days you spent wasted. I could taste it

[Verse 4: A-Butta]
Chill, catch a four-four facelift. So torn
I swore I saw a spaceship, North Face with Hennessey stains
Driving drunk down Memory Lane. The game
Will never be the same—let me explain. Catch neck
Pains from the heaviest chains, cock and aim, stock
Exchange, exchange shots in the rain. How the saying go?

[Hook: A-Butta and L-Swift]
[A-Butta]
Ayyo
Too many ways to get paid, kid, too many
Days you spent wasted. I could taste it. I got
Money in the bank, man
[L-Swift]
Tell me something good
[A-Butta]
I got
E-Trade stock, yo
[L-Swift]
Tell me something good
[A-Butta]
I got
A whole lot of hoes, man
[L-Swift]
Tell me something good
[A-Butta]
I got
A whole lot of flows
[L-Swift]
Yo, N.E. up in this motherf**ker (Tell me something good). Ayyo
Y’all niggas [?] now (Tell me something good). Yeah, ayyo
We all up in this bitch now (Tell me something good)
All y’all niggas best to switch now (Tell me something good)
Word up