Step to the Side

Natural Elements ‎(ft. Charlemagne, L-Swift, KA, Mr. Voodoo, G-Blass, and InTIMidator) - “Step to the Side”
[Emcee(s): Charlemagne, L-Swift, KA, Mr. Voodoo, G-Blass, and InTIMidator]
[Producer(s): Charlemagne]

[Hook: All]
Step to the side when my crew comes through
Step to the side when my crew comes through
Step to the side when my crew comes through
(Charlemagne and L-Swift), hit ‘em all with something new

[Interlude 1: Charlemagne]
Check me out, y'all

[Verse 1: Charlemagne]
Well, I'm
The first up, the worst up. Revert to hurt stuff or get
Cursed up. Stepping to Char is your worst luck
I administer lyrical anesthesia
Foes who front around frozen in the freezer
These are the days of Uzis and Glocks. The chalk is
For the way the coffin-cutter walk on the block
Stop, sip a Heineken, and stay on point. No need to
Smoke one joint. [?]

[Verse 2: L-Swift]
Ayyo, check me
Out. L-Swift be kicking the style that gets you open like
An aperture. I damage ya, handle ya, bandage ya
Because you're still an amateur, you lack this
My gat can kill, I pack the steel, I'm facts revealed
I stack and build, relax and chill with cats that
Peel. You slack and shield. I'm rapping ill. Lyrics be
Apprehendable, verbals be sensible, which makes my reign
Extendable, not to mention the fact that I'm invincible

[Hook: All]
Step to the side when my crew comes through
Step to the side when my crew comes through
Step to the side when my crew comes through
(KA and Mr. Voo), hit ‘em all with something new

[Verse 3: KA]
As I begin to rip his plasma, one verse out of the
Gate, he's scared of his fate. Now he say he can't rhyme, he got asthma
My raps is powerful like the staff of Moses
What no one know is: all those that opposed, I made ‘em posters
They're missing in action, so add them up as I subtract ‘em, call
Your hole so you can rack ‘em as soon as you catch ‘em
Some kid was beefing, but when his man told him I was KA
You know what he did? He just ran away

[Verse 4: Mr. Voodoo]
Yeah, yeah, they call me Voodoo ‘cause I kick the wicked slick shit
Wack rappers on the microphone, I got a bone to pick with. Meet
My palm, you'll find a crooked lifeline, niggas with thoughts like mine
That's usually locked up, doing two lifetimes. I do
Seditious things to fictitious niggas who claim they're vicious
And leave bitches strung from the hemlock on my tongue
Plus keep magic dust in my gold fronts, pack the extract
Typhoon with more flow than [?]

[Hook: All]
Step to the side when my crew comes through
Step to the side when my crew comes through
Step to the side when my crew comes through
(G-Blass and Big TIM), hit ‘em all with something new

[Verse 5: G-Blass]
The maverick's doing damage, the renegade is ripping, city
Slicker moving quicker, focus to get the picture
In fact, the flavor's intact, so
Majestic. My shit is real—come and test it
Punks shiver from what I deliver. G-
-Blass, the law giver. I'm one of the
Chosen few that could put holes in a crew
What the fuck you gonna do when you see me coming at you?

[Verse 6: InTIMidator]
Straight from the depths of Hell, the InTIMidator
This nigga's flavor burns like an incinerator
I'll leave inscriptions on brains like Egyptians
You couldn't get saved if you became a Christian
Stop me? I'm playing niggas out like Yahtzee
Grab and bust a shottie, catch a body like a Nazi. Fucking
Genius, my flows will grow like a fetus
My telekinesis could [?] then move Jesus
I'm invincible