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(Strike a nerve)
Yo bitch, it was some bitch in a
Talkin' you, had to get up early to wax this
(Strike a nerve)
Them other motherfuckers said, you couldn't even wax that dirty
So wassup
(Strike a nerve)

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

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

pick a bitch to pick with peekaboo
I see you through your crew, now whatchu do?
After that, caps off to the frost
My pants always sag I rap my ass off

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

Got stretch to my swing and the stretch of a chicken wing
The is bacon and it's cravin', is ice cream
I'm too trucked to be fucked and too live,
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
friends ships ink, quick, fast
It'll take a dollar of gas to outlast your little tired ass

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

Yo, I'm of dis shit, man
Niggas tryin' to cut, they none
(Strike a nerve)
Yo, they tryin' to make us
Vin Rock sayin' he rock enough
Yo, kick that

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

Sometimes I put my hands on my head when I'm done,
And wondered to myself did dat def shit come from?
And then I about 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 throats
I got tracks, better known as snaps, far
And the do, I know, I know how to make ya feel it

I'll take a head, I'll make ya spread and now lay
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 cigarettes but my smokes

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

Ya say you go to the takin' me out close
Huh, in that case, you shoulda named your album
I rely on the try if I was you, yo
'Cause I'm turnin' tries into 'Oh, oh's' and 'Hell

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

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

Look who's mother's in the studio, thirty sons and
Mrs. Happy Thing is in the back, quarters
Come and try to run wit it, in a lifetime
Thirty [Incomprehensible] act at Caesar's, still I bet I get mine

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

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

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

My is Treach, remember this and don't you ever 'fess
That's a shame, I get two just to say, "Next"
Fuck, who follows you, you and them could each other
I treat you both like any other motherfuckin'
This is the Flavor, tasty although
So have a Coke, have a and have a booger, G

Why? 'Cause you mean shit to me
I'ma take you [Incomprehensible] good shit's meant to be
I rock a rhyme that'll be a straight up def
Droppin' more shit than white castles and slacks

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

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

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

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