My man engineer all-star Dave
And that's comin' from the drifter and if ya
Get poopoo dooie, producer Louie Louie
The message I'm sendin' from London to Linley
Come rock a lil' somethin', now we're all outta time so
Marked the 45, kids kneels feels the reals
M-my ni-ni-nigga m-m-mackin' so you get out of it
How the hell can you yell what someone else said?
Throwin' best tracks to me to me
We got my girl Nikki-D in the house
It blew through and if ya try ta rip, I throw a bigger blue shoe to you
What's all with seven thousand other rappers, groupie
So that sometimes they do me
We got the whole entire 18th Street Posse, Rachim, Mook Daddy
Wuz up to all you MC cub scouts, grub scouts gettin' rubbed out
At the F L and the A V, the O U R B A B E
Girls are given a chance to get ya all pampered
That keeps you boogie 'n happily
Pop pop you try to shine I make your heart work proper
Leave them ol' cramps in your pants then I belly dance her
The stable now cocky, Lord Ali Raski and trueology
You oughta store it all, fast forward 'fore I ring props
Naughty by Nature the creator of all y'all
Hittin' ideas to use, a half of us snit or two
And rockin' dawn 'til dusk
The sharper day with double jade is the props see
Showin' time is for clocks, knockin' poppas
I won't give up 'til you had 'nough of these call shots
Who hear that name and place a trigger to the figure who
Def Jef in effect, we got the producer of this track KayGee
How I'll bless and blow any conflicts
'Cos we come this deep everyday all day
So let the guests gettin' pass-ons, be bygones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
Cherokee, [Incomprehensible] and Lisa
I ain't the type to get suit-to-sike
This is how we play everyday all day
See yo, you say cheeka boo
God is good and if you would, you should just
We got Anj-Du, G-Quick
The Digital Under-the-Underground, rocks with Shock and 2PAC
But I doubt that, and now you wanna back out
This scam he owes must judge me rough with a whiffle bat
I'm mackin' 'n' rackin' 'n' cappin' the acts and I wax em wit-wit a smack
See who wants to be naughty or nicest
I feel I'm better than ever before but as a rapper I'm just alright
From Chill town JC to Brooklyn with A D
Your career had more ins and outs than a crack house
Now let my canine backtrack the copy-cat
Now let the hard floor break your fall darlin'
Yo yo hey yo
I'll bet'cha kept ya album froze 'til this came out
My man on the sax Andy
Because my tongue is actually fast but then again it's slow
And we outta here like last year
I must get on what I loan, what I own on my forehead, huh
In fact detracting that is something that I rarely show
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope, so no way
A name pertained for niggas who, who
Play to the way I see 'em, play all day is what He'll bless
The cut ya made for that movie ain't soothed me
And what poop last but not least, Camille
So pack ya track and do 5 flat in your Datsun
Come with the D with the I with the S to the S's, see whose hype is
Voice ya opinion, it's the rhythm I'm lendin'
Hand to Gee the producer, me is loose off the claps ya see
Y'knowhatI'msayin? We got the newest member of the Flavor Unit
And nuthin' weaker behind is watchin', kick her
I feel you learned the way we come this deep everyday all day
It's Tahid, Akeem, Cracker C and Cee Justice
Snatchin' and maxin' a rap that I'm castin', how dare you?
R U N ya L I P, you will B E G O N E
A strong what up to the brothers from the Natcheo
You sorry sight, you're a immature rhyme ho
With the real chill, not the run of the mill deals
When we dance we come full-thrust, the bum rush
Your little tape got more blank spots than a tank-top, think, stop
'Cos on the shrift and Naughty Nature ain't waltzin'
I'm all that and never go out the small way
But now it's [Incomprehensible] I don't even try to outrun them
Then the ruler Lord Ramsey, he comes handy on the roll again
With Money B, Humpty and Jimmy, the master of the charts
Knockin' and poppin' and poppin' and sockin'
We also got the speaker Latifah, the Queen of the flavor
Why to try to chrome, my style is just nonsense
So make way
(Throw it bro)
Dressed to the best to impress but after they try to diss it
I'm leavin' 'em evil and seein' 'em bein' a torture with dull props
Never say never whenever whether we come on after thee
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
We got my girl Aphrodite and her posse in the house
And on the tipple several brothers, we muskets
Plus is the voice behind the Flavor Unit, all time, all early
And that's simply elementary Watson
Havin' a round of cadavva, gather matters is drastically
Down with Sha-k-a-m, pimp or, man, they swiftin'
We got the gatch to ya batch to rock and lock him
I'm rippin' things daily, no if, ands or maybes
We got another engineer Andy and assistant Todd
It's that girlie, head of the headquarters Shirley
You need a lift, we go this way everyday all day
Well guess a nigga, I'll take a pistol
Kris, the Jungle Brothers, Tribe Called Quest, yeah they be
Some nasty ass me, Naughty, and nappy but happy
Your night life is up, so what you had, you gotta sound track
Test the test the Treach to Treach address, the address
We feel this way every single day all day
Skee Steve, Hammer, Howie Cru-Ru, M-Dee, Tak Diesel, Na-Na
Like ice is I'm priceless, plug the mic to it
Who said that Treach can't work when he don't curse?
I can't forget the day live, the solo need a tongue patrol
And if you take the shoe, a nigga actor will do, ooh
