Issue No 119 Elements Lyrics


Elements by Issue No. 119

[Intro:]
Yeah, El Da Sensei
The Marshall Lord
That's good
Yeah, hell with this!
New Oregon uh, yeah!

I burn more than L's but walls and stairwells
With the broadest of markers and colors they can't sell
Caps of many kinds and styles and hand skills
Straightest of lines and characters hard to build
Sketch pro pad, merchant working and it shows
Back drop is life like with cans it flows
Portraits are scorching and blends are important
Energy surrounds all burners putting thought in
Color wheel drill with the face so crisp
Flow master tools complete the outfit
Rubber gloves and masks fumes from the past
And it's still relevant and evident from the tag
Brag on my wild style, word is not a secret
Wrong Side the first hit, in '94 we leaked it
New era for bombing and always be the shit
So toys get in line for brand new starter kits.

Hook:
Let me show you something now about hip hop
You know the elements
Got to have style and let it be original
You got what it takes
Let me show you something now about hip hop
You know the elements
Got to have style and let it be original
Understand what I'm talking about

Yo, I wanna thank the Bronx for the hip hop invention
The music, the breaking that I got everyone attention
My backspin's longer than a pen life sentence
Wave locking and bending, create new inventions!
Strike a pose air' one arm extending
Apple Jacks on your head and start spinning
Head glide, suicide and leg '
You had to practice day and night to get nice.
I used to up rock, for money at the bus stops
At least I wasn't trying to hustle at the drug spot.
Who remember Puma sweat suits and Adidas?
Fat laces to make your footwork the neatest
Pull out the cardboard, there's none around?
Well let's get busy on the hard floor!
I'm thinking about the moves that bring chills
Moon walking, no, windmills!
No hands, if you advanced with skill
Battle while the DJ on the wheels of steel
It's all love though
B-boys and B-girls are'
And show mad love to hip hop legends!

Hook:
Let me show you something now about hip hop
You know the elements
Got to have style and let it be original
You got what it takes
Let me show you something now about hip hop
You know the elements
Got to have style and let it be original
Understand what I'm talking about

Hey yo, man up brother
I speak with enough power
To chain lightning bolts and handcuffs..
When I use the mic to control the crowd
An MC, never phoney, a master of ceremony
Something always been inside and nobody had ever told me homie
I was born to lead and teach you, uh
Study the culture and it's deep roots
It's my job to, get on the mic and speak truth
You honesty the policy for a top MC it gotta be
Speak from your heart without apology
I use every second to flee to show you
Even if you're not ready to see the rebel in me
The difference is when you rock, the crowd evaporate
But I can take a rowdy bunch and show you how to captivate
The voice of the people, speak truly is my duty
And whoever you be, know you can't do nothing to me!

Hook:
Let me show you something now about hip hop
You know the elements
Got to have style and let it be original
You got what it takes
Let me show you something now about hip hop
You know the elements
Got to have style and let it be original
Understand what I'm talking about

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