Everyday All Day Lyrics - Naughty By Nature - Naughty By Nature

Verse 1: Treach 

This is somethin that I call the flow 

Not many if any 'cept for Vinnie can say they know 

In fact detracting that is something that I rarely show 

Because my tongue is actually fast but then again it's slow 

See yo (Throw it bro) you say cheeka boo 

A name pertained for niggas who WHO 

Who hear that name and place a trigger to the figure who 

It blew through and if ya try ta rip, I throw a bigger blue shoe to you 

And if you take the shoe, a nigga actor will do, ooh 

Dressed to the best to impress but after they try take us in 

Crook as a nigga, take a pistol, see who wants to be Naughty or nicest 

Like ice is I'm priceless, plug the mic to it 

Come with the D with the I with the S to the S's, see whose hype is 

Test the test the Treach to Treach address, the address: 

How I'll bless and blow any conflicts 

Why to try to chrome, my style is just nonsense 

M-my ni-ni-nigga m-m-mackin so you get out of it 

Any and all should fall, many are small should call 

Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all 

Show hope, show no hope and can't cope, so no way 

This is how we play everyday all day 

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Verse 2: Treach 

Yo yo hey yo 

Havin a round of (? cadavva?), gather matters is drastically 

Never say never whenever whether we come on after thee 

Hand to Gee the producer, me is loose off the claps ya see 

That keeps you boogie'n happily 

Voice ya opinion, it's the rhythm I'm lendin 

The message I'm sendin from London to Linley 

Girls are given a chance to get ya all pampered 

Leave them ol' cramps in your pants then I belly dance her 

God is good and if ya would, you should just 

Play to the way I see em, play all day is what He'll bless 

I'm leavin em evil and seein em bein a torture with dull props 

I won't give up til you had 'nough of these call shots 

Now let the hard floor break your fall darlin 

Cos on the shrift and Naughty ain't waltzin 

When we dance we come full-thrust, the bum rush 

Knockin and poppin em up inside, they rockin dawn til dusk 

I ain't the type to get suit-to-sike 

I feel I'm better than ever before but as a rapper I'm just alright 

Showin time is for clocks, knockin poppas 

Pop pop ya try to shine I make your heart work proper 

And that's comin from the drifter and if ya 

R-U-IN YA L-I-P, you will B-E-G-O-N-E 

So let the guests gettin pass-ons, be by-gones 

Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on 

We feel this way every single day all day 

So make way 

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Verse 3: Treach 

Wuz up to all you MC cub scouts 

Grub scouts gettin rubbed out 

I'll bet'cha kept ya album froze til this came out 

Hittin ideas to use, a half of us snit or two 

Snatchin and maxin a rap that I'm castin, how dare you! 

How the hell can you yell what someone else said? 

I must get on what I loan, what I own on my forehead, huh 

But I doubt that, and now ya wanna back out 

Your career had more ins and outs than a crack house 

I'm mackin 'n rackin 'n cappin the acts and I wax em wit-wit a smack 

This scam he owes must judge me rough with a whiffle bat 

And that's simply elementary Walton 

So pack ya track and do 5 flat in your Dodge son 

Now let my canine backtrack the copy-cat 

Your night life is up, so what you had, you gotta sound track 

What's all with seven thousand other rappers, groupie 

The cut ya made for that movie ain't soothed me 

Who said that Treach can't work when he don't curse? 

Some nasty ass me, Naughty and that keep it happy 

I'm all that and never go out the small way 

You need a lift, we go this way everyday all day 

Verse 4: Treach 

Your little tape got more blank spots than a tank-top, think, stop 

You oughta store it all, fast-forward 'fore I ring props 

You sorry sight, you're a immature rhyme ho 

Come rock a lil somethin, no we're all outta time so 

From Chilltown JC to Brooklynn with A-D 

I'm rippin things daily, ni if, and or maybes 

At the? and the A-V, the O-U-R-B-A-BE 

Kris, the Jungle Brothers, Tribe Called Quest, yeah they be 

Down with Sha-ka-ottin, pimp or, man, they swiftin 

Then the ruler (? all reigns?), he comes handy on the roll again 

Marked the 45, kids kneels feels the reals 

With the real chill, not the run-of-the-mill deals 

Get poopoo dooie, producer Louie Louie 

Throwin best tracks to me to me 

So that sometimes they do me 

I can't forget the day live, the solo need a tongue 

Patrol the song, what up to the brothers from the (? Natcheo?) 

We got the gatch to ya batch to rock and lock him 

But now it's? don't even try to outrun them 

The stable now cocky, Lord Ali Raski and (? trueogy?) 

The sharper day with double jade is the props see 

We also got the speaker Latifah, the Queen of the flavour 

And nuthin weaker behind is watchin, kick her 

The Digital Under-the-Underground, rocks with Shock and 2PAC 

With Money B, Humpty and Jimmy, the master of the charts 

And on the tipple several brothers, we muskets 

It's Tahid, Akeem, Cracker C and Cee Justice 

Plus is the voice behind the flavour unit, all time, all early 

It's that girlie, head of the head called her Shirley 

And what poop last but not least, Camille 

I feel you learned the way we come this deep everyday all day 

OUTRO: Treach 

Y'knowhatI'msayin? We got the newest member of the flavour unit 

Def Jef in effect. We got the producer of this trach Kay-Gee 

We got my girl Nikki-D in the house 

My man internale All-Star Dave 

My man on the sax Andy 

We got another engineer Andy and assistant Todd 

We got Anj-Du, G-Quick 

We got the whole entire 18th Street Posse-Rachim, Mook Daddy, Skee Steve 

Hammer, Howie Cru-Ru, M-Dee, Tak Diesel, Na-Na 

We got my girl Aphrodite and her posse in the house-Cherokee, Chaka and 

Lisa 

And we outta here like last year 

Cos we come this deep everyday all day 

PEACE