[00:00.00] 作词 : V. Brown/A. Criss/K. Gist
[00:01.00] 作曲 : V. Brown/A. Criss/K. Gist
[00:28.12]There are too many overnight MC's but one
[00:32.02]And too many wacked who haven't paid dues
[00:34.58]You have now entered the path of the Flavor Unit
[00:37.55]And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
[00:48.06]I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
[00:50.33]Take that ass to the point you have to ask for your ass back
[00:53.04]A ****in joker smoker, taunted by no one
[00:55.38]If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun
[00:58.05]Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
[01:00.41]And all that shit I hear about me losin is small talk
[01:03.08]I ain't a punk, I'll slot'cha, furthermore I don't scare chief
[01:05.83]The reason I called you 'bitch' cos you are what you eat, each
[01:08.39]Look is a little closer to the centre of a blowpipe
[01:10.76]Don't speak when I am talkin, this is my ****in sho-op
[01:13.23]How dare you even try me? Don't you know you be funky, while
[01:16.10]You're smilin backstage doin mother, ugh, doggystyle
[01:18.63]Hot, wild, raw, whores' still suave
[01:20.86]Check out this style that I've
[01:23.60]Soul-simulated, sounds from a stocky
[01:26.07]Semi-social, never seem sloppy
[01:28.67]See silly slappin suckers, sorry saps and slouchers
[01:31.17]Straps slammin stouch, mackin this mass is savvy
[01:33.73]We see so-so-songs and some shots, so
[01:36.33]Snaps steppin separate, start slowly, go solo
[01:38.81]Set the cassette stereo, sounds diffin
[01:41.37]Stood the Sagittarian, some marriage is a system
[01:43.97]Smoke the joker, three times over
[01:46.42]And owe her, go with the flow
[01:48.47]Or I'm about to yoke a joker
[02:09.63]All that straight faced shit like your heart had been thru
[02:12.10]Smile and give your face somethin the **** to do
[02:14.42]You're ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly-wrinkled faced bastard
[02:17.11]Someone needs to hit and run ya to run ya ass over backwards
[02:19.69]Let's giddy up, yep yep, another **** up
[02:22.18]Grab your microphone, battle time shown up
[02:24.78]Any freestyle I see while I prowl
[02:27.39]I dial a new style, tell me about ooh-chow
[02:30.00]Another victory, it's mystery
[02:32.47]I smoke your skull, your brain'll come blistery
[02:34.97]All fuzzy, dirty, dizzy, does he
[02:37.75]Get the things he needs? Remember how blistery
[02:40.20]You ain't ready for the Freddy of rap
[02:42.62]You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me
[02:45.21]Slicin your life away, just like I might today
[02:47.78]I eat you the psycho way, I'm rippin shit right away......
[02:50.39]I treat ya like a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust
[02:52.83]Take you to a sure you can fly, just jump slut
[02:55.38]You think you might say a rhyme, then someone might order like
[02:58.03]You couldn't wet **** up in a ****ing water figh
[03:00.40]All luck y'all, look at the props y'all
[03:03.03]So proud I'm sure, suck my encore's
[03:05.56]Swingin a bolo, your flow goes solo
[03:07.99]I'll smoke ya
[03:11.10]It's time to yoke the joker
[03:21.04]The only way you would be gettin dis jump like a girlie
[03:23.45]Is if your father would've bothered to pull it out early
[03:25.94]You ain't got a single drip drop, you're stripped of hip-hop
[03:28.53]If I see ya disagreein, you'll be gettin your shit dropped
[03:31.21]It's extended version, the side you can't **** with
[03:33.67]You'll get the jimmy MC, you're swift to kick the bucket
[03:36.07]I'm tired of Mr. Nice Guy, place your price high
[03:38.59]Bet on a battle rhymer, tell my chances are sky high
[03:41.19]Never would you ever get the thriller, say y'all sweat
[03:43.67]"Y'know that kid Treach, I took him out, he was no threat"
[03:46.37]Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day
[03:48.90]Takin competition's what I do in the worst way
[03:51.52]Quick to do a hit, for you most likely I spoiled ya
[03:53.88]I bored and ignored ya, then boringly floored ya
[03:56.55]The proof is in the footin, my collar ain't wooden
[03:59.07]It takes more than an axe to tax, bless the children
[04:01.82]Physically, facially, racially made to be
[04:04.26]Crazily paid or G, what a ****in way to be
[04:06.76]Hot damn, I'm a man with a hand plan
[04:09.34]This smack that then attract the new game plan
[04:12.06]Eat your big beef, digest the rest, test
[04:14.41]****, I was slept yet, then go to the next step
[04:16.97]That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live
[04:19.49]That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give
[04:22.25]Makin other brothers wanna go home and write ****
[04:24.67]Bite what I might get, then up and say "I QUIT"
[04:27.25]Me here, got, oh what a beautiful dawg
[04:29.71]From you ain't in amazing, want some paper plus a pen and tongue will do
[04:32.59]Yoke the joker ! ! !

作词 : V. Brown/A. Criss/K. Gist
作曲 : V. Brown/A. Criss/K. Gist
There are too many overnight MC's but one
And too many wacked who haven't paid dues
You have now entered the path 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 to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A ****in joker smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun
Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losin is small talk
I ain't a punk, I'll slot'cha, furthermore I don't scare chief
The reason I called you 'bitch' cos you are what you eat, each
Look is a little closer to the centre of a blowpipe
Don't speak when I am talkin, this is my ****in sho-op
How dare you even try me? Don't you know you be funky, while
You're smilin backstage doin mother, ugh, doggystyle
Hot, wild, raw, whores' still suave
Check out this style that I've
Soul-simulated, sounds from a stocky
Semi-social, never seem sloppy
See silly slappin suckers, sorry saps and slouchers
Straps slammin stouch, mackin this mass is savvy
We see so-so-songs and some shots, so
Snaps steppin separate, start slowly, go solo
Set the cassette stereo, sounds diffin
Stood the Sagittarian, some marriage is a system
Smoke the joker, three times over
And owe her, go with the flow
Or I'm about to yoke a joker
All that straight faced shit like your heart had been thru
Smile and give your face somethin the **** to do
You're ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly-wrinkled faced bastard
Someone needs to hit and run ya to run ya ass over backwards
Let's giddy up, yep yep, another **** up
Grab your microphone, battle time shown up
Any freestyle I see while I prowl
I dial a new style, tell me about ooh-chow
Another victory, it's mystery
I smoke your skull, your brain'll come blistery
All fuzzy, dirty, dizzy, does he
Get the things he needs? Remember how blistery
You ain't ready for the Freddy of rap
You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me
Slicin your life away, just like I might today
I eat you the psycho way, I'm rippin shit right away......
I treat ya like a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust
Take you to a sure you can fly, just jump slut
You think you might say a rhyme, then someone might order like
You couldn't wet **** up in a ****ing water figh
All luck y'all, look at the props y'all
So proud I'm sure, suck my encore's
Swingin a bolo, your flow goes solo
I'll smoke ya
It's time to yoke the joker
The only way you would be gettin dis jump like a girlie
Is if your father would've bothered to pull it out early
You ain't got a single drip drop, you're stripped of hip-hop
If I see ya disagreein, you'll be gettin your shit dropped
It's extended version, the side you can't **** with
You'll get the jimmy MC, you're swift to kick the bucket
I'm tired of Mr. Nice Guy, place your price high
Bet on a battle rhymer, tell my chances are sky high
Never would you ever get the thriller, say y'all sweat
"Y'know that kid Treach, I took him out, he was no threat"
Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day
Takin competition's what I do in the worst way
Quick to do a hit, for you most likely I spoiled ya
I bored and ignored ya, then boringly floored ya
The proof is in the footin, my collar ain't wooden
It takes more than an axe to tax, bless the children
Physically, facially, racially made to be
Crazily paid or G, what a ****in way to be
Hot damn, I'm a man with a hand plan
This smack that then attract the new game plan
Eat your big beef, digest the rest, test
****, I was slept yet, then go to the next step
That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live
That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give
Makin other brothers wanna go home and write ****
Bite what I might get, then up and say "I QUIT"
Me here, got, oh what a beautiful dawg
From you ain't in amazing, want some paper plus a pen and tongue will do
Yoke the joker ! ! !