De La Soul
Cipher Complete
Diaz Brothers & Matrix (Pyramindz) & A-Butta
Sarah Jones
Yasiin Bey & Tash (Tha Alkaholiks) & Q-Tip
Rawkus Records & I.G. Off & Kwest Tha Madd Lad & J-Treds & Thirstin Howl III
Punchline & Wordsworth
Word A’ Mouth
Prime (Middle Ground and Molemen)
O.C. & Ras Kass
Rawkus Records & Black Thought & Absolute (House of Repz) & Pharoahe Monch & Common
Saul Williams
Natural Elements
Reflection Eternal
Bahamadia & Rah Digga
A.L. (All Lyrics)
Talib Kweli & John Robinson & Mr. Metaphor & & & Wiseguy (Rap)
Lord Have Mercy & D.V. Alias Khrist
Jurassic 5
Zack de la Rocha & KRS-One & The Last Emperor
Indelible MC’s & J-Treds & Juggaknots & Company Flow
Wordsworth & A.L. (All Lyrics) & Rise (Emcee) & Punchline & Jedi
[Verse 1: L-Swift]
Whoever on the frontline
Is getting struck first, we mercenaries
Fuck turf. Every verse can vary, I bust first, Mayday
Natural Elements controlling the ship, rolling
A spliff that'll probably put your soul in a twist, but I remain
Boning some bitch butt-naked posing for flicks
Acting like she was never known for this shit, but I look
Over my shoulder and see the enemy looking
Physically strong but they're mentally shooken, and fuck
Penitentiary bookings. When shit happens, get orders from my nigga
Charlemagne, the ship captain. Y'all sounding like a bitch yapping
This shit is all Natural to us
Like blowing endo out the window in the back of the bus
I move back and I bust rapidfire, you act flyer
Now your family in black attire with mad desire
When we caught you in the line of duty, you had it in your mind
To shoot me, but every soldier of my kind salute me
Now I'm reclining with a loosie, all of my niggas
Smoke it down to the filter, holding a frown for the picture
You smell the smoke when I walk past, you soft-ass
Should have known about the dramas in my warpath. It go:
[Hook: K.A.]
Mayday (Mayday), raise the white flag, time for
My payday (Payday), and it's like that. My shit
Is worldwide, North, South, East, and West
Put on your shield, proceed with the rest
Mayday (Mayday), raise the white flag, time for
My payday (Payday), and it's like that. This shit
Is worldwide, North, South, East, and West
Put on your shield, proceed with the rest
[Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo]
The Ruger barks, you'll feel
A burning emission, you squirm in submission
No terms and conditions, y'all confirm my suspicions
That y'all bitches that resemble men like female
Tennis players at Wimbledon. Why you trembling? Shook like
The richter, my voice range plays and make y'all change ways
Like crook niggas turning Muslim, blast shots that burning your bosom
Like a bitch cramps, you got lucky your peoples
Tell 'em switch camps or get damp with plenty lead
NE be like a beast with many heads, sort of like the Predator's
Dreads, I got more arms than Dr. Octavious
Plus rock your whole block radius, I be the bomb
'Cause I bleed nitroglycerin if you slice my palm
The Don Gargon for how long? This rap biz
Wet more domes than John the Baptist, take no captives. It ain't over
'Til the last man's limbs twisted like he was
Doing Yoga. I pack a biscuit longer than the Joker's
I ignite mags, leave your toe wearing a white tag, so
Y'all niggas better raise the white flag
[Hook: K.A.]
Mayday (Mayday), raise the white flag, time for
My payday (Payday), and it's like that. This shit
Is worldwide, North, South, East, and West
Put on your shield, proceed with the rest
Mayday (Mayday), raise the white flag, time for
My payday (Payday), and it's like that. My shit
Is worldwide, North, South, East, and West
Put on your shield, proceed with the rest
[Verse 3: A-Butta]
I swear
There's a war brewing in the air in New York streets
You talk beef? Catch a swollen melon. The ghetto rumbles
With loaded weapons, nowhere to run to. We mega-high
Jet in the sky, dropping bombs–prepare to crumble
As we rock on, beware the jungle with anacondas
Don't puff too much 'cause adversaries smell the marijuana
We blasting every object in combat with honor
So, yo, remember the agenda with the plan of action
No retreat, no surrender, keep the cannons blasting
We blowing heat 'til each member of your fleet are has-beens
Soldiers banging, who clique'll get done? My crew
Can taste victory from the tip of the tongue. You gets
Laced physically. Take the clip for the gun and put it in
'Cause when it's on, how many niggas'll run? You said
We couldn't win, bullets in your flesh cave in your chest
You crawling for breath, I'm claiming your death, you shouldn't have stepped
Warpaint on my chest, fatigue green and black
And heat reacts to make you bleed like hemophiliacs
See me strapped, heavily armed, repetitively
Releasing caps 'til the enemy's gone definitely, my people
Pack metal for me, let a legend be born
I declare war (What, motherfucker!), and it's on
[Hook: K.A.]
Mayday (Mayday), raise the white flag, time for
My payday (Payday), and it's like that. This shit
Is worldwide, North, South, East, and West
Put on your shield, proceed with the rest
Mayday (Mayday), raise the white flag, time for
My payday (Payday), and it's like that. This shit
Is worldwide, North, South, East, and West
Put on your shield, proceed with the rest
Mayday was written by Ka & A-Butta & Mr. Voodoo & Swigga.
Mayday was produced by Charlemagne.