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Naughty by Nature - Craziest Lyrics
(Verse 1: Treach)
My thoughts are thundering, tumblin
Sons of b**ches, switches, from yelling ta mumbling
You ain't a pal of me, my family ties but not wit Mallory
My analogy ain't for salary, as I roll reality thru galaxies
Four centuries, it's sent to me with the scent of oiu
Witta chain representing penitentiaries
From Roman town to Borentown
From Newark to Illtown
And all you know from
Lifers, Rikers ta foesome
Wasn't driving to fast, I was flying to low
You think I'm rocking too quick, I think you're listening to slow
I'm abrupting construction, a pumping assumption
You diss while your family say I'm the best shit since F***ing
Struckin' 'bout an obstruction or turning something of nothing
From more things to more things, it's the rip in every function
Funking it up, pumping it up, chumping the ducks
Looking ta hump Ms. Junk in the trunk, pump pumpin me up
Chorus
Jersey n***as are the craziest
New York n***as are the craziest
DC n***as are the craziest
Philly n***as are the craziest
LA n***as are the craziest
Chi town n***as are the craziest
Texas n***as are the craziest
Utah n***as are the craziest
(Verse 2: Vin Rock)
My lyrics be laced with 40 ounces of funk and stuff, you get rushed, you get bust
You call yourself callin' my bluff, enough's enough
I'm puttin' it down on the real end
This one goes out to all the people who be questioning
My skills, n***as I been rockin since lee twillz
And we feel that we build careers of steel
So all the rest come up and test but only stress is what you'll find
Thinkin'
Vinnie don't write and Vinnie can't rhyme shrinkin'
The sleepin' MC I eat like good 'n' plenty
Lyrically spankin' ya that's why they call me Uncle Vinnie
And oh yes, I just appeal to the masses
Young to old folks, the upper, lower, middle classes
They don't begin wit no lying professor
They begin when Vin pick up the pen and pad up off the dresser
Lesser, a man should never challenge a clan
Wit thirteen years experience of rippin' mic's put in our hands
Chorus
Detroit n***as are the craziest
Miami n***as are the craziest
Little Rock n***as are the craziest
Oak Town n***as are the craziest
(Verse 3: Treach)
I got barbarians to bogard me in
At a club that barred me when
A broad got thrown like barbarnigan born again, thrown aboard
A brim is broke to the back I brawl and band from brains ta balls
Da boots word ta-burr-bam-boo break the loot
Blowing up brain cells boom like Beirut
Assume the same suit, F*** that fly shit wit the flavor ca shi
Gives last name ain't Suzuki but still my sidekick
Whip that hide quick if ya slide quick, blood clot ya Blood clique
You ain't rolling if our tape ain't what ya ride wit
N***as snipe shit so I'm on a knife tip
Like the youngsters 'bout ta take you on some hip-hop ride shit
If you ain't jumpin' then don't pump it
I'm hittin Jermaine in Atlanta cos he owe me loot for that jump shit
F*** astronauts I rock it
And from now on if you bite my style when I see you, I'm in your pockets
Chorus:
Cleveland n***as are the craziest
Carolina N***as are the craziest
Virginia n***as are the craziest
Kentucky n***as are the craziest
St. Louis n***as are the craziest
Atlanta n***as are the craziest
Maryland n***as are the craziest
San Diego n***as are the craziest
Seattle n***as are the craziest
Boston n***as are the craziest
Illtown n***as are the craziest
Zoo Crew n***as are the craziest
Jersey City n***as are the craziest
All my Newark n***as are the craziest
