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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)
other motherfuckers said, you couldn't even wax that dirty bitch
So y'all?
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I get my daily of cha-cha-cha and "Shut the fuck up, ho"
Shit, shaved and bathed a day, I must go
Ugh, is Everyday All Day, let's all say
Pluckin' and roughin' 'em up and fuckin' 'em up always

Bet, let's talk about a back flash, ya
That fast you flash witta match, your rap
And even though you know me before the flow solo
It's no slow way to go, bolos I or sold

Let's pick a to pick with peekaboo
I see you through crew, now whatchu wanna do?
After that, caps off to the frost
My pants sag 'cause I rap my ass off

You talk about a badboy '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 the right to be lazy

Got more stretch to my swing and the 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, word to the mother, my brother

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

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

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

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

Sometimes I put my hands on my when 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, while I'm wit it

So I give up, stop, stall, quit, ya kitten
You can't touch this, fuck what 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 take a head, I'll make ya spread and now lay
I tell you once, I you twice, Vinnie don't play that
So don't start, there will be 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 stand hard, you look hard, yeah, your figure's
I got nuff props from that niggas caught

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

I wouldn't be caught 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 sock with
I'll tacks tiny and slimy like snot spots
I write a day, to me a common caper
Say so much shit, huh, I write my 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, stay off of my
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We're gonna stomp this time around, up
(Strike a nerve)

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

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

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

Onslaught at an encore, you rat
You're so dumb, you tried to buy a fuckin' cap
Now that tells us in a sec, right where head is at
In between some 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 help each other
I treat you both like any other motherfuckin'
This is the Flavor, tasty sugar-free
So a Coke, have a smile and have a booger, G

'Cause you don't mean shit to me
I'ma take you where good shit's meant to be
I rock a rhyme that'll be a straight up def
Droppin' shit than white castles and neck slacks

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

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

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

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