[Verse 1: Mythical]
[Verse 2: Echo]
When the people from the street see echo, they comin up to me, ill show em this crazy elemental flow that theyll never believe, leavin you smokin til my rhymes leave you drugged more than a charlie sheen, addicted to the speed, these elemental choppers gonna be choppin their way through the town just leaving you like...
Trappin and seekin an instrumental, i pick at it til it's overused like a rental
Sick of the beat but i chop it up and never gonna go slow cuz i gotta able to be gentle
Dippin a bit of the of the special SAUCE youre gonna Be able to taste the LOSS
Savor the devil, the property of echo takin a bit of this EC2
I'm sicker than you, elemental for the series and for a bit of my periodic table
[Verse 3: Anonymous-G]
[Verse 4: The Jackal]
Disaster Track is what I’m calling my first verse for Elemental Choppers 2
So I gotta rocket through and fix my mistakes in an hour so I send it back to a higher power
He told me to devour the beat, and I’m proud of us each
We both are elite
And we choppin at a different level
Telling me to hit the pedal
And you know I want the medal
So if you gonna be fucking with me, ya better be careful
Chopping and freaking and breaking the back of a faggot I’m wicked and packing it bigger then any individual that thinkin they gonna be better than us
But that refers to no one cause he got a hundred subs
Congrats to you dude
Who’s with voodoo
You’re magic and fantastic, I’m the Jackal and that’s it
Well I’m attractive? and I got abs shit
A.G hit me up and I said "what a fire tracklist"
[Verse 5: Nihilist]
[Verse 6: ERA]
[Verse 7: Deus]
Echo put me on the track, gotta spit it like a Mac
Beat so hard make me wanna pack a fuckin gat
Boutta drop on em like a drop top when I hit em wit the pop pop, muthafuckas better recognize us
Imma come snappin and smackin and crackin till everthing get hit wit da calamity
I'm a muthafucka that no one can manage
When I hit em with this insanity
Killin wit the venom when I hit em wit the spitta
Freakin on the weekend when I really start tweakin
Boutta spit this shit like nobody knows
After all we got the illest underground flows
So I'm packin a mac in the back of a shack
Flippin em like a flapjack, playin em like some blackjack
Magic moving mask like the mothafucka Rorschach
Burning and turning these kids like a beast
No one can murder what's already deceased
Finna bite you like a K9, wanna be to the level of the Tec-9 but not the man, the gun
So you motherfucka's better start to run
Elemental choppers comin' to get cha
Flows so dope you ain't even in da picture
Sincerely Sincere about comin' to rip ya
[Verse 8: LEECH]
[Verse 9: Danjor]
When I'm on a chopping track you know I'm in my element, while racing I'm erasing and razing every settlement,not even a bulldozer
Could beat the way I level it, now treat my music like a hot dog and relish it. I notice how a lot times when you are on the throttle
Lyrics always tend to get recycled like a water bottle, but you should flow like Dasani, have em crying to their mommies, when it you
Rap it like a tommy, to become a chopper model. Jumping all over the beat, I swear I'm on that hopscotch shit. A deity with the
With the rhythm and I know I'll never botch it. You think I'm making it up when I'm taking it up a couple of notches? Then grab
A chair, pull it up, have a gander and watch this. We're coming together as a formidable covenant, battering bodies so bloody you're
Covered in, red, now I'm grabbing the salt and I rub it in, magical spell, the listener under it, believing you could have
Proceeded toughing it, out from the amount of pain you're suffering, sickening, I feel the rush kicking in, never will have enough of it
[Verse 10: MC Rice]
