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(Strike a nerve)
Yo bitch, it was bitch in a seminar
Talkin' you, had to get up early to wax this
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Them other said, you couldn't even wax that dirty bitch
So y'all?
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I get my daily dose of cha-cha-cha and "Shut the up, ho"
Shit, shaved and a day, then I must go
Ugh, this is Everyday All Day, all say
enough and roughin' 'em up and fuckin' 'em up always

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

Let's pick a bitch to with peekaboo
I see you through your crew, now whatchu do?
After that, caps off to the frost
My pants sag 'cause 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
Droppin' the ladies, cravin' ya maybe, I have the to be lazy

Got more stretch to my and the stretch of a chicken wing
The is bacon and it's cravin', is ice cream
I'm too to be fucked and too live, otherwise
Ya drive by's smuffler, to the mother, my brother eyed

Runnin' and comin', drama wit a stellar
I need so many lumps, I'll use your head as a book
friends ships ink, quick, fast
It'll take a dollar of gas to outlast your little tired ass

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

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

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

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

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

I'll a head, I'll make ya spread and now lay back
I tell you once, I tell you twice, Vinnie play that
So don't start, there will be none is the lesson,
I hate cigarettes but my smokes

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

Ya say you can't go to the takin' me out
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 no's'

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 a wooden sock with padlocks
I'll leave tacks and slimy like snot spots
I write a day, to me a common caper
Say so much shit, huh, I my rhymes on toilet paper

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

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

I heard your girl's havin' a baby, now what she have?
A bag of dope, a bottle or 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 shit, you just often like it
My so fat, I had to throw it on a water diet
Bullshit, ya not, I ain't the type to be fuckin'
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 your is at
In between bitch's legs, lookin' ass and lap

My name is Treach, this and don't 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 motherfuckin'
This is the Flavor, tasty sugar-free
So have a Coke, a smile and have a booger, G

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

A to me is just a chance to rock, G
I rock and rock, goddamn, call me
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 were you, I'd take and throw 'em on his fuckin'
Something that flow should come straight the horse's mouth
Mr. Ed's dead, so his ass is the way out

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

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