Wickedest Man Alive Lyrics - Naughty By Nature

Intro: Queen Latifah 

Mercifully, mercifully, mercifully massacre, Naughty By Nature 

Thru it ever time, comin at a dance 

My man Treacherous MC, go on, let the saxophone man play a little 

Make it lovely 

Verse 1: Treach 

You got beef, well what we do, talk to the bunny, sunny 

He's the man, Bugs the thug wit the money 

Funny that you should mention as my family, they covered 

Wassup to my cousins and my sisters and my Warner Brothers 

Birds of a feather, flap and fold and be together 

No matter what your whatever, endeavour, find us better 

You mean he, she, them, him, those and others 

Let's kill two ducks in one, pluck, initiate the trouble 

For those who disagree, I maybe feel the need to front it 

Show me your whole entire crew, two shoes and I'ma run it 

Do you want it? Maybe so, but just know, we're rollin spreads 

You claim you want it but you need it just about as much as a hole in ya 

head 

This is a flow-er show, a product float a while ago 

Witta new swing, I think so, bring it, sing it, act like you know 

And if ya don't, you won't by the time this track is done 

Queen Latifah the sire, give em some, come 

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Chorus: Queen Latifah 

Everytime they comin at the dance, what you know 

It's time for rum, man, yeah man 

Everytime they comin at the dance, what you know 

It's for jammin, g'yeah know? 

Everytime they come, you know they come without the flow 

Soon we have a single, they're the quickest out the door 

The wickedest mna, the wickedest man in dancehall, well y'know 

I'm out for rum, COME! 

Verse 2: Treach 

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Huh, what's your function? 

I don't mean to be blunt or front, true or rude 

How can he diss? Your honeydip looks like a honey dude 

So keep it to yourself, greedy when you're in good health 

So before you come and try the Treach, try yourself 

Cos I ain't havin it, remember act like you know 

And if ya can't act jack, you best find the door 

I hate to think a trade, I slot another, see ya gator 

A stam yada, PEACE!, sasalama, lick em later 

Yeah, you don't have a chance, but I see ya next 

This track is KayGee's baby and he named it "Def" 

I'm smokin in em, it's like chimneys, I ain't friendly 

Fuck your fendy, I'm swingin for your diet kidney 

Pimples are simple to pop, I want temple's op 

Then slop your rock wit more floppin than a waffle spot 

The wickedest man alive, I am what I am and I'm 

damn good to be a no good, hooded by 

the wiggle in the middle, simple to party thumps 

They call me the wickedest man alive, make em jump 

Chorus 

Verse 3: Treach 

Gettin it and hittin wit it a old fashion weapon when you're slippin, I got 

time 

Try to stand and get rammed like a Stop sign 

The bad just got worse within one verse 

Put the shitty verse and reverse and this fella's first 

Wreckin is second, so back wit'cha wacked disc 

For candle after candle and still couldn't wax this 

I be the wickedest while you're still the wackest 

I need wallpaper to list what your track miss 

This is a double decker from the head wrecker, neck and head checker 

Check the check and who's def? Who's left ya? 

Standin back cannin ya, plan ta stay back 

I'm down wit Kay's tracks, black, this is the payback, lay back, jack 

I have you every which way but loose, blowin your sound proof 

That's happenin to me, your thanks for givin a neck noose 

This comes naturally, all day and night 

I make a party of all lefty's leave screamin out "Alright!" 

Talkin bout needin a lot more work than you had 

Twelve years, twelve hundred, twelve inches and sold one 

Who's gettin done? Who's swifter? Who's badder? 

You be able to get down wit some help in a step ladder 

This is another song, we check out the style that I've 

picked and rip, I be the wickedest man alive 

Outro: Queen Latifah 

No rude bwoy, come test the sound of Treacherous MC 

Massacre Naughty By Nature, crew come flec, man, eaze up