"Elements" lyrics
It's been a ways, I'd say
A dance floor on the fire
You see the rhymes on the wall
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
The DJ sets it off, he's got it goin' crazy
He can never go soft, flourishing his reputation
Got to be the crowd right to keep him up all night
You gotta train in this alone to keep your skills locked tight
They don't know how all you do is just to cut boys hot
For all the DJs right over the wax whether it's hard or not
I'm giving props to the DJs who keep in shape
'Cause who do you think has to carry all those heavy crates?
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
The just B-Boy attacks the dance floor saving the day
Saving the night like a superhero
The deified dance style intensified more than just an art form
'Cause it's an extreme sport
Two broken fingers, a puffed shoulder and a busted thumb
Still out there grabbing some air just to have fun
Always advancing in these massive dance times
Just doing what we love in order to de-defy
Certain people will never like B-Boys at all
'Cause we're stealing the attention while you're holding up the walls
The universal salute goes to those who fell
In this wicked art form that always seems so real
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
It's been a ways, I'd say
A dance floor on the fire
You see the rhymes on the wall
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
When I'm writing, I'm writing, you catch me tagging up these walls
I'm expressing myself, don't tell me I'm breaking the law
To all my people who do graffiti in this world
You gotta keep the memory going in a straight beam world
You see the pound of spray starts our fascination
And they get the point across to hit the local train station
Nowadays there's a lot of morphing in high-bred
Passing this art form to the highest competition bit
I'm glad every element can hold its own too
As long as what you claim to be as best as you
The ultimate art lingo that remains underground
'Cause when people try to read it, they don't know what they found
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
It's been a ways, I'd say
A dance floor on the fire
You see the rhymes on the wall
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
It's been a ways, I'd say
A dance floor on the fire
You see the rhymes on the wall
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
A dance floor on the fire
You see the rhymes on the wall
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
The DJ sets it off, he's got it goin' crazy
He can never go soft, flourishing his reputation
Got to be the crowd right to keep him up all night
You gotta train in this alone to keep your skills locked tight
They don't know how all you do is just to cut boys hot
For all the DJs right over the wax whether it's hard or not
I'm giving props to the DJs who keep in shape
'Cause who do you think has to carry all those heavy crates?
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
The just B-Boy attacks the dance floor saving the day
Saving the night like a superhero
The deified dance style intensified more than just an art form
'Cause it's an extreme sport
Two broken fingers, a puffed shoulder and a busted thumb
Still out there grabbing some air just to have fun
Always advancing in these massive dance times
Just doing what we love in order to de-defy
Certain people will never like B-Boys at all
'Cause we're stealing the attention while you're holding up the walls
The universal salute goes to those who fell
In this wicked art form that always seems so real
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
It's been a ways, I'd say
A dance floor on the fire
You see the rhymes on the wall
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
When I'm writing, I'm writing, you catch me tagging up these walls
I'm expressing myself, don't tell me I'm breaking the law
To all my people who do graffiti in this world
You gotta keep the memory going in a straight beam world
You see the pound of spray starts our fascination
And they get the point across to hit the local train station
Nowadays there's a lot of morphing in high-bred
Passing this art form to the highest competition bit
I'm glad every element can hold its own too
As long as what you claim to be as best as you
The ultimate art lingo that remains underground
'Cause when people try to read it, they don't know what they found
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
Mike check this out, it all started out
When we was hanging out, try and take it out
It's been a ways, I'd say
A dance floor on the fire
You see the rhymes on the wall
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
It's been a ways, I'd say
A dance floor on the fire
You see the rhymes on the wall
The tempo of the beat boys at the dance floor
