Wax - Elements Swing lyrics

[Intro:] OH! C'mon, baby baby C'mon, baby baby C'mon, baby baby C'mon, baby baby C'mon... Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch check it out It's like this and a... (and ya don't stop) It's like that and a... (and ya don't quit) It's like this and a... (and ya don't stop) It's like that-tha-tha-that-tha-that-that... (and ya don't...) [Verse 1: Wax] Check it out, man It ain't nothin' you can bear with Above y'all swinging like skis that be danglin' from the chairlift Airlift cruise to the hoes-pital- We belittle Y'all dues to the most possible level of embarra**ment imaginable Be civil, be fashionable Get there late Then get scared straight By a hungry duo who don't ever get their plate On time, 'bout to fight for your prime Rib loose bib but I'm tight with the rhyme Any cypher that I'm in Stifles your mind, in the Gram' all dance-off sight will define our swing style We just do our thing while Y'all sling piles of sh** to toss, we ridiculous We told you that on Liquid Courage And that's some speech slurrage we stick with' [Hook: x2] Throw your hands in the air like it ain't no thing Cause it ain't no thing without the Elements swing! The Elements swing, the Elements swing It's the... swing that my man Elements bring! [Verse 2: Wax] Sk**ed heat gettin' spewed from the vocal cords Giving chilled feet to the crews that we open for E builds beats makin' dudes wanna focus more On their craft while we chill in our lawn chair raps Cupholders on both sides Y'all's mental battles are rental paddle boat rides Ride the beat like slide guitar note slides Fretboard guides, with a quote: "Just glides." It's the bottle-neck linguist With a king twist Real squaddle, get rings kissed Gotta bring this 'til it can't be brung no More, f** a score - we just doin' it for fun, yo' Mad rappers Try to battle 'em, we laugh at y'all After all, this is just music - have a ball That's just what we 'bout Swing batter-batter Swing batter, strike three - OUT [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Herbal T] Elements got swing like sets kids play on Outside the lines like reckless crayons Check this today on your iPod touch And you'll never hear your girl say "Oh my God" so much She keeps sayin' that we verbally orgasmic Doesn't matter if it's Herbal T or Wax with E what we do is sure to be pure cla**ic Finishing first like the turtle before rabbit Slow and steady is the pace to win a race Up in the place, wasted We lounge like Chase So y'all can scream 'til your face turns red we- -calmly k** it 'til the place turns dead It's Herbal T, motherf**er - flow sickening Hot like a buffalo chicken wing Got these whack MC's in front of the show picketing Wanna protest - it's unfair, we flow so fresh, man [Hook x2]