Mayday lyrics

Artist  : Natural Elements 
Song : Mayday



 Send "Mayday" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
Verse 1: (A-Butta) 







Whoever is on the front line is gettin' struck
first



we mercinaries, fuck turf



every verse is varied, I bust first



Mayday, Natural Elements controllin' the ship



rollin' a spliff that'll probably put my soul in
a twist



but I remain bonin' a bitch



got her buck-naked posin' for flicks



actin' like she was never known for the shit



but I look over the shoulder and see the enemy
lookin'



physically strong but mentally shooken



and for penetentiary bookin's this shit
happens



get orders from my nigga Charlemagne the ship
Captain



you sound like a bitch yappin' 



this shit is all Natural to us



like blowin' endo out the window in the back of
the bus



I move back and I bust



rapid fire



you actin' flyer



now your family's in black attire



with mad desire



when we caught you in the line of duty



you had it in your mind to shoot me



but every soldier of my kind sollutes me



now I'm reclinin' with a Lucy



all of my niggas



smoke it down to the filter



holdin' a frown with a picture



you smell the smoke when I walk past



you saw blasts



you should've known about the drama in my
warpath.







Chorus - Mayday Mayday, raise the white flags,
time for the payday,



payday, and it's like that, out shit is World
Wide, North, South, East,



and West, put on your shield, lets see who's the
best. Repeat 1x







Verse 2: (Mr. Voo-Doo)







You feel the burnin' emission



you squirm in submission



no terms and conditions



ya'll confirm my suspicions



that ya'll are bitches that resemble Men



like female Tennis players at Wimbledon



why you tremblin'?



shook like the ricter



my voice raise waves



 and make ya'll change ways like crooks turnin
Muslim



blast shots burnin' your Bosom



like bitch cramps



you got lucky your people told you switch
camps



 or get damp with plenty led



I'm like a beast with many heads



sort of like the Predators dreads



I got more arms than Dr. Octavious



rock your whole block radius



I be the bomb



and I bleed nitrogliceren if you slice my palm



The Don been gone for how long from the rap
biz?



wet more domes than John the baptist



when the gat spits



it ain't over 'till the last man's limbs



 are twisted like he was doin Yoga



in fact my Pistol's longer than the Jokers



I ignite Mag's



leave your toe wearin' a white tag



so, ya'll niggas better raise the white flag.







Chorus 2x







Verse 3: (L-Swift)







I swear theres a war in the air in the New York
streets



you talk beef?



you had a swollen Melon, now you humble



with loaded weapons, nowhere to run to



we mega high, jet in the sky, droppin' bombs, 



prepare to crumble as we rock on, 



beware of the jungle with Anaconda's



don't puff too much 'cause the enemy smells the
Marijuana



we blastin' every object in Combat with honor



so yo, remember the agenda with the plan of
action



no retreat, no surrender, keep the cannons
blastin'



we blastin' heat 'till each member turns into
has-beens



soldiers bangin', who's click'll get done?



my crew can taste victory at the tip of the
tongue



always prepared physically, take the clip for the
gun



and put it in, 'cause when it's on how many
niggas'll run?



you said we couldn't win, bullets in ya flesh,
cave in your chest



you pullin' for breath, I'm claimin' your
death



you shouldn't've stepped, war paint on my
chest



fatigue green and black



and the heat reacts



to make you bleed like hemophiliacs



see me strapped, heavily armed, repetitively



releasin' caps 'till the enemy's gone,
definitely



my people pack metal for me, let a legend be
born



I declare war, (What mothafucka!) and it's on.







Chorus - 2x