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(Strike a nerve)
Yo bitch, it was some in a seminar
Talkin' you, had to get up early to wax this
(Strike a nerve)
Them other motherfuckers said, you even wax that dirty bitch
So y'all?
(Strike a nerve)

I get my daily of cha-cha-cha and "Shut the fuck up, ho"
Shit, shaved and a day, then I must go
Ugh, this is All Day, let's all say
Pluckin' enough and roughin' 'em up and 'em up always

Bet, let's talk a back flash, ya jackass
That fast you flash witta match, your rap
And even though you didn't know me the flow solo
no slow way to go, bolos I throw or sold

Let's pick a bitch to pick peekaboo
I see you your crew, now whatchu wanna do?
that, caps off to the black frost
My always sag 'cause I rap my ass off

You wanna talk about a 'Sanchoi'
I'm bad as they come, chum, and nasty [Incomprehensible]
To Vin and KayGee, I'm the baby
Droppin' the ladies, cravin' ya maybe, I have the right to be

Got more stretch to my swing and the stretch of a chicken
The flavor is bacon and cravin', is ice cream
I'm too trucked to be and too live, otherwise
Ya drive by's smuffler, word to the mother, my eyed

Runnin' and comin', starin' wit a stellar
I need so many lumps, I'll use your head as a braille
Many friends ink, quick, fast
It'll take a dollar worth of gas to outlast your tired ass

You tried to this way, you little swifty
Ha, ha, ha, slum bitches miss me
I do the dumpin', humpin', clappin' thunder
And that's comin' a land down under

Yo, I'm of dis shit, man
Niggas tryin' to cut, rocks none
(Strike a nerve)
Yo, they to make us drop
Vin sayin' he don't rock enough
Yo, that shit

Prepare for the 'cause I ain't livin' lose
I just give a fuck 'cause givin' is free and my fuck's cost
[Incomprehensible] your loss in The Source I know no way
I been there before, maybe 5-6 a day

Sometimes I put my on my head when I'm done, from
And wondered to myself where did dat def shit come
And then I think the Naughty and the Nature in it
And the Flavor, then the figures, while I'm flowin' wit it

So I give up, stop, stall, quit, ya kitten
You can't touch this, fuck what them written
I got tracks, known as snaps, far forbidden
And the warm do, I know, I know how to make ya it

I'll take a head, make ya spread and now lay back
I tell you once, I tell you twice, don't play that
So don't start, will be none is the lesson, folks
I hate but my Smith-N-Wessun smokes

From anywhere, any corner, anytime that's right
Who you bashin'? I go blast in daylight
You hard, you look hard, yeah, your figure's soft
I got props from buckshots that niggas caught

Ya say you can't go to the takin' me out
Huh, in case, you shoulda named your album 'Almost'
I wouldn't on the try if I was you, yo
'Cause I'm turnin' into 'Oh, oh's' and 'Hell no's'

I be caught dead witchu up in tryin' it
And if I was goin', I get my stiff ass up and rip
I can't go out like a wooden with padlocks
leave tacks tiny and slimy like snot spots
I write a day, to me it's a caper
Say so much shit, huh, I write my rhymes on paper

Yeah, Vin Rock, backbone of By Nature, y'knowI'msayin'?
(Strike a nerve)
That's right, so everybody on the up, stay off of my dick
(Strike a nerve)
We're gonna stomp this around, word up
(Strike a nerve)

who's mother's in the studio, thirty sons and daughters
Mrs. Happy Thing is in the back, catchin'
and try to run wit it, never in a lifetime
Thirty [Incomprehensible] could act at Caesar's, I bet I get mine

I heard your girl's a baby, now will what she have?
A bag of dope, a bottle or crack or a bag
There ain't a part of me with 'Sorry' on it, slick
You couldn't a crooked cradle, you fuckin' prick

The way I rock could shit, you just often it
My style's so fat, I had to it on a water diet
Bullshit, ya not, I ain't the type to be fuckin'
Wreckin' and if I mic attest it, I'll be neckin' it

Onslaught at an encore, you rat
You're so dumb, you to buy a fuckin' thinkin' cap
Now tells us in a sec, right where your head is at
In some bitch's legs, lookin' ass and lap

My name is Treach, remember this and you ever 'fess
a shame, I get two minutes just to say, "Next"
Fuck, who follows you, you and them could help other
I treat you both like any other runner
is the Flavor, tasty although sugar-free
So have a Coke, have a and have a booger, G

'Cause you don't mean shit to me
I'ma take you [Incomprehensible] where shit's meant to be
I a rhyme that'll be a straight up def track
Droppin' more shit than castles and neck slacks

A studio to me is a chance to rock, G
I rock and rock, goddamn, me VinRocky
It's just the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
I say one thing and your whole crew's out

So do the lyric here, this is one lyric
If I you, I'd take and throw 'em on his fuckin' neck
Something that flow should come straight from the mouth
Mr. Ed's dead, so his ass is the way out

Shit, man for hire, this is the law
I run more than a San Francisco trolley car
Prepare for the winter, oh,
I could write your fuckin' album and you'll be the last one there

I start to heat up and rip in one, see
You couldn't get it hard, if the eyes on Broad Street
So don't you ever never me, I'm not good enough
I got more stuff than a bear, from ass to gut
This is a solid, you never outlast
If bullshit was worth a dime, have a job in a cow's ass