[Charlemagne]
Yeah, Charlemagne presents (N.E.) another butta joint
I`ve done it again
Live It Up Part 2, you know how I do
Mista Voo, A-Butta, L-Swift
[L-Swift]
Aiyyo, we tryin to Live it Up, gin in my cup
While you all in my grill, slip in the cut
Don`t fall but it spill
My niggas A and Voo call (What the deal)
Yo we the three wise men, tryin to be rich before I`m three times ten
You don`t need to try to be my friend
Nigga we self-contained, your self to blame, I shelter the pain
Northeast Bronx never the same, remain smokin
In East I`m wildin it out, in the West we straight locin
I peep you hidin out in your vest, get blazed open
Proceed to get high till the death and make potion
I need to just lie to the rest and lay scopin
Get sixteen cats on the train wit eight tokens
Yo the crew you run wit ain`t willin to scrap wit you
Get Philly`s and macs wit you, they spillin your ?
Spittin the gat wit you, easily-shared portions
Before I shoot, I stick my tongue out like Air Jordan
From here to Boston Massachusetts, one two
I think I lost one, I blast my music, receive my cash and recoup it
You know the rundown so hold your gun down
I roll a blunt now, control my funds now so what now
(Word up son, we gon` live it up)
[A-Butta]
Yo yo, I still get high from NY to Puerto Rico
Anthony Cruz, A-Butta that`s my altar ego
Call your peoples, let em know about the Elements show
I still stick hoes wit legs thicker than Jennifer Lo
Gallons of Hennesy flow
Through my veins and my brains ain`t functionin right
No need to explain, we fuckin tonight
I slide in a slut, and I got a nine in your gut
My mind is corrupt, yup I`m tryin livin it up
In the bus on my way to Riker`s Island in cuffs
Speedin, leavin life in the dust
And when I fuck, I`m on some freak shit, ice on my nuts
Believe it, my NE click, rip through the skin like strays
Plant ? chicks drip when I spit my phrase
Fo` my Elements fam and the rest of the clan
Oh I, respect my fans that step in the jam
Wit my fitted cap tilted to the back, L in my hand
Sippin `Nac, gettin wet as I can
Fallin out, shit is all about money and moves, they crunk ya`ll
Buck fifty-one numbin my tongue, I`m drunk ya`ll
Is you wit me? Then come on ya`ll, let`s go
Chorus [Mr. Voodoo] (A-Butta)
Word up, so yo open your ears, listen up
Twist one up, fill your cup, hydro!
(Twist it up and if you know) Like I know
(You`ll be livin it up) Word up
So yo, open your ears, listen up
Twist one up, fill your cup, hyrdo!
(Twist it up and if you know) Like I know
(You`ll be livin it up)
[Mr. Voodoo]
I murder things like Serbs under Maloshavits (Think about it [Rakim])
Till we all rockin furs like we Bolsheviks
Me and my associates, forever radiating glow
Is supposed to shit, ya`ll ain`t know
The M-O, my grammar`s in lock, ammo is stocked
Hammer is cocked, the damagin rock, measure wit cameras and clocks
Who make the planet rock, ya`ll know can`t eat, we say
The go-to man like the center in the NBA
My DNA, got a pistol ?
Rappers gettin claps like they was bonin a dirty whore
It`s a dirty chore when it`s time to flip
I got the black tape on the trigger, the hammer in the grip
I`m clappin at kids, abandon your ship
Take it to trial, get a slap on the wrist
I`m cappin the Cris but celebrate like a crooked capitalist
We elevate, look kid nobody rappin like this
Chorus
