Natural Elements - “For the Culture”
[Emcee(s): Swigga (AKA L-Swift), Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo), and Anthony Cruz (AKA A-Butta)]
[Producer(s): GxBxT]
[Scratches: Petey Complex]

[Verse 1: Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
Mazel tov, NE the unstoppable force
Oliver North popping off on an obstacle course
Pasta with sauce, popping corks on an island resort
I’m renting snorkeling equipment, my clients the Snorks
Google it and you’ll see why it’s funny
I’m with my poodle and my bitch, and we’re fleeing the country
On the Caribbean Sea, and it’s sunny
The exchange rate is great, easy is the money
Uh, and NE is the sign of the times
So every time I’m going in, I be out of my mind
Looking out for ghetto birds, the eye in the sky
Selassie I eye-and-eye, I’m high in the ride
Steamy, getting top from the cream of the crop
I’m in a reasonable spot and my demons are not
They get to steaming in the pot when I see them and pop
They call it real hip hop, but it’s really just hot
International, it’s not just for cities and blocks
No Vince Staples, can’t give me $2 milli’ to stop
No disrespect to him, but Swigga cannot
It’s for the motherfucking culture if n***as forgot

[Hook: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo) and Swigga (AKA L-Swift) with Scratches by Petey Complex]
[Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
NE rocks the house
[Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture
[Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
And you know my man
Swigga turns it out
[Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture
[Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
And my man
A-Butta rocks the house
[Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture
[Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
And you know
Mr. Voodoo turns it out
[Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture

[Verse 2: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
Futuristic, lyrically pugilistic. You’ve been kissed with
Two fists, and sweet science the music, spits hyperbolic
Syllabic sess with Dalai mystic, quantum physics. When I
Floss on lyrics, it’s rocket launchers for the staunchest critics
Pain like low-blows wherever I go after bro flow
Jheri curl juice stains remains, I got the soul glow
Plasma brains, 360 scale away, swans appraise
Live on stage, Randy Watson mic-drop with arms raised
Cut from Heaven’s cloth, what I create deva-
-state for six straight days, then I take the seventh off
Extreme like the internet, light beams intercept
Lay pipe within depth, a light beam in the flesh
The mic and me begin to mesh—for emcees, usually means their death
When the nostrils flare like nozzles on spinning TECs
Couldn’t see me even if you had a composite sketch
Apostlic to this hip hop shit, I’ll spit agnostic test
[Hook: Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo) and Swigga (AKA L-Swift) with Scratches by Petey Complex]
[Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
NE rocks the house
[Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture
[Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
And you know my man
Swigga turns it out
[Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture
[Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
And you know
Mr. Voodoo rocks the house
[Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture
[Agu (AKA Mr. Voodoo)]
And my man
A-Butta turns it out
[Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture

[Verse 3: Anthony Cruz (AKA A-Butta)]
I count blessings upon blessings. Ain’t no
Rest for the wicked. I tell ya, they’ll sell ya
Anything under the Sun and package it as interstellar
I’m catching bitches slipping—Cinderella—but I’m a Warrior
Like Andre Iguodala, armed with a weapon
Dressed in chainmail armor for the Armageddon
We’re getting into transhumanism—that is
Not a euphemism. 90-proof I’m sipping in a
Black hoop’ I’m sitting, it’s a brand-new religion
And I’ve been in my bag like Houdini, a magician, an
Escapist breaking away from the chains of the
Matrix, staying away from the mainstream
Snake pit—I done felt it, it’s all venomous
My Natural Elements been did it, we’re trained specialists
Depressed but I wouldn’t say that I’m a pessimist
Actually, it’s quite the opposite. I’m an optimist
In my Prime like Optimus. Hip hop, and you don’t stop
I’m a star but choose to remain anonymous
Puerto Rock from the projects in Harlem, where I
Started from, reading Marvel comics, watching martial
Art flicks that developed my thought process into
The person I am. I’m a poet, not a prophet. You’s a
Puppet out for profit, and I get it ‘cause every dollar
Counts, but knowledge is power, and that’s priceless
Time doesn’t exist. Therefore, we’re all timeless
I’m dressed in gentleman’s attire, and I’m getting higher
Feeling like Al Pacino with Michelle Pfeiffer
I levitate to Heaven’s gate to spit hellfire
I’m Vincent Price, my wifey like Elvira
Strapped like Al Qaeda, trapped like Rikers Island
You right, I might be wilding. Iced-out medallions
Smile at my problems without taking valium
Or Adderall. Nah, not at all. After
All these years on this planet, I’ve had a ball
Pouring champagne at the gala
My mic is Thor’s hammer in Valhalla
Or Land of the Giants. When shit hits the fan
Which side will you stand by? The cabal or the alliance?
Awkward as the silence in the room or North Korean
Scientists confiding in Kim Jong Un
High as an astronaut’s mission to the moon
AKA Stanley Kubrick filming in a room
Zoom!
[Outro: Swigga (AKA L-Swift)]
For the culture
For the culture
For the culture