Lyrics:
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
your finger pop
Ah to the tic toc tic tic tic tism
Live and direct is the rebels of rhythm
On your radio turn up the stereo cause it's working
Murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started
Posionous darts sickening, best believe
Finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin
On mc's cliche, shot that ricochets
Start trouble bust bubbles, hip
and it ain't luck
If 20 years after his first single, his name's stuck
From '74 to '99, did novice to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel
You've been snorting the white too much
You man swear on your life too much
Careful or you might die too much
Bare MCs just lie too much
If not then
unsigned, having a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line
But when it comes
doe, your life will define poor / ice cold hold your eyes closed until you die slow... until you die slow
Chorus
Yo I see MCs begging for peace hoping
Wow, we in stereo?
Question for the ages
What's going on with my back pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within
Wow, we in stereo?
Question for the ages
What's going on with my back pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within
girl
Good kid, mAAd city, watch my day unfurl
I put my life in these sentences
Fucking right
It's either that or life sentences
I'm relatives with
Aww yeah, back to basics
Kicking shit in Asics, it's like this
It's just a day in the life (of three black men)
It's just a day in the life (of
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
Classic
Better than I've ever been
[Kanye West]
Can't buy this, super flyness, like a shyness, your highness
It's performing, look how long the line
Better than I've ever been
Can't buy this, super flyness, like a shyness, your highness
It's performing, look how long the line is
That's what happens
Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
I haunt MCs like
stereo
And this is not a demo
K-oss and Go Mack be cuttin the flex tempo
Fast
(Now I got a murder rap)
(Cause a brother like me said, well...) (4x)
[
call me Rossi
I’m liquid, flowin’ like fluid, the truest influenced
By hip hop music, let’s do this
Truly the truest, I do it the rudest
Leavin’ M.C.’s
Yo, I’m in my own category, y’all ain’t even subsets
I’ll crush a hundred MCs who’ve yet to read my subtext
Who’s up next? Wassup, we having fun yet?
ass when the track is old nigga)
I switch tones like I switch colognes
And keep it bangin hard to your stereo headphones
It's Dick Swanson for
I be the worst like nick
To all them m.c. thugs
Like them four little kids
And the teacher gettin' plugged
I don't give a fuck style
Tell me
Life in a dune
Rest in peace to money fold-a
Getting wiser, getting older
The real reason why we're still here, we're still here
Who we
Do we
Opus MC
he walked into a girl named Shante
Third in line you know its me
Mc Shan ha ha in the place to be
Mc Man he made them beg
He is the man who is
century
Lockin' up a life similar to penitentiary
Mention me, master MC, NO I.D.
Hook
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