123 Lyrics - Singles - Naughty By Nature

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[Incomprehensible] rappers are full of this since I'm a don I'm pullin' out a hit 

'Cause I'm fired up, I'm tired of all the bullshit 

Flavor unit, it's time to attack the prey 

So make way for hip-hop's green beret 

Bring on the refills, you see we feel 

The name of the brain game is kill or be killed 

I'm an expert, who will be the next jerk to try? 

Let me explain you got 8 million ways to die 

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We torch and scorch ya, make ya feel real sore 

Have that ass lookin' just like this boo-boo slipped the door 

Known to kill, dunk skills, erupt 

You ask why? My reply is 'I don't give a fuck' 

I'm a Panther, I love fresh meat 

After I kill ya, I'ma leave ya body across 110th Street 

My tactics are drastic and real fast 

I tie one to a truck and go drag ya ass 

I'm more than a threat, I'm a problem 

To hell with cotton, watch out when I come to Harlem 

So don't whisper or make a sound or croak 

Shit ya prop, go straight back down ya throat 

Everyday all day this be the hard way 

Puttin' rappers outta commission even on an off-day 

Flavor Unit rules G, we're takin' rappers out 

1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3 

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Here comes trouble and it's all that, in fact contact 

You're next of kin, friend, follow the flow format 

While you slip, I grips so expect to get bruised 

Ask me if I give a fuck 'cause I ain't got shit to lose 

Fuck around, lay around and get stuck up 

You beat me? Wait a minute, hold the fuck up 

If I was deaf, dumb, blind, stupid, lame 

Handicapped, crippled and pussy was my middle name 

You couldn't beat me slick, snap that neck like a chico stick 

I know who'll getcha quick, who? My dick 

Tell me, is this some type of tournament? 

I cut ya fuckin' head off and use it as a Christmas tree ornament 

Come and give me a test whoever claims to be the best 

Leaves with a 40-below footprint on his chest 

Fucked up, got stuck, go press your luck 

Both of his legs were found in back of a garbage truck 

Head found in the bar of a limosuine 

The rest of his body at a dump-site in Queens 

Damn man, Mr. Handman, you like braggin' 

Ya fucked up, made a wrong turn and entered the dragon 

I told you I'm out to stalk 

Last nigga tried me, died G, felt my tomahawk 

Apache, that's me, I'm gettin' rappers' ass 

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You coulda been my main shit but you scrap and will wack, black 

The only thing I smoke with a pipe is an ass crack 

You challenge treach, I'll seal you quick, you can't touch that 

I thought you did a triple 'cause you said, "Oh, fuck that" 

Diamond Hill how ya feel, hey Ben Hef 

Give me a hearin' aid or two then I'm thru 'cause I'm that def 

That's how we all be, tighter than small leaves 

Club rappin' all be, I'm wreckin' on all 3 

This drill means chill, Guard Ya Grill, trouble 

Is that your head or is your neck blowin' a fuckin' bubble? 

A B C, skip to the S T 

U V W X, don't fuck the Y Z 

Brand new, Brand Nubian, Grand Puba-in 

Tape dem and cruise me then, if I'm wrong, sue me then 

Wait let me hear another tune, tune me in 

so I'm straight, if I hear drop the bomb I have to go 

Break this nig' for anytime or any day, as many rhymes are played 

Erase, forgive me not 'cause shit I'm hot, if I can get then you'll get got 

Au contraire mon frere this is all my hair 

I wouldn't cut it for the biggest butt-ocks out there 

Put on a tip or hittin' hips, I'm more than quick 

I grease my lightnin', it's frightenin' how I get, a slick 

Schooled, dark, cool Sagittarian 

Two types of marryin' very thick or very thin 

Naughty By Nature and the Flavor U N I T 

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