| Come on, baby, baby |
| Come on, baby, baby |
| Come on, baby, baby |
| Come on, baby, baby |
| Come on |
| 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) |
| 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 crews to the hoes- |
| -pital, we belittle y’all dudes to the most possible level of embarrassment |
| 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 grand mal dance-off sight will define our swing style |
| We just do our thing while y’all sling piles of shit at us, we ridiculous |
| We told you that on Liquid Courage |
| And that’s some speech slurrage we stick wit' |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Skilled 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 rafts |
| 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 bottleneck linguist with a king twist |
| Real squad’ll get rings kissed |
| Gotta bring this 'til it can’t be brung no more |
| Fuck 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 classic |
| 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 chaise |
| So y’all can scream 'til your face turns red, we |
| Calmly kill it 'til the place turns dead |
| It’s Herbal T, motherfucker, 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |