Lyrics:
other ballin' crews
Top of the world's all he views
A puff of weed
Nothing but greed don't live by the rules
Fuckin' wit' me here's what I do
Try to sell
circling, all around me
And killer whales, come up from the depths
Some dolphins try to save me, from this mayhem
But another shark, grabs me by the head
My backbone’s growing stronger by the day
My upper lip it is so stiff it hurts me
My chin’s so high it's getting in the way
I’ve been through the fire
Need to clean my energy
From the negativity
That’s tryna take a hold on me
No matter how I try
I still can’t get by
I’m sitting wondering
asking why
So don't try at those same style battle cry
I rock the you-train, the routes that I battle by
I listen to sister shit, it til they quite slow
No
would’ve learned my lesson
I’ll admit it i love to get strung out by the witch
What a bitch
Said she wanted my kids
So i put them on her chin
Then she
And the dusty couch
You would run around
To try and catch me through the house
And the worn out rug
And the door above
Could not walk by without
Psychic spies from China try to
Steal your mind's elation
And little girls from Sweden dream
Of silver screen quotation
And if you want these kind
Hup, yeah
Guess who's back?
Hup, hup, Naughty By Nature's in the house
Guess who's back?
setting off the 19Naughty4/ Naughty5 flavour
Guess
the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin' notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin' til
love with Bonnie
Hours go by and she left scratches on my body
I swear I can't do no more L.A. parties
Chin up, kid
It's just the end of the world
from that motherfuckin Calliope
Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
Transformin wimpy ass niggas into killers
Taking over, worldwide, doin shows
dollar rather drunk or sober
Nigga talkin' thug walkin' all through yo' squad
Y'all niggaz scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
It's like a hot,
sit by the radio, hands on the dial tune
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers let it off (off, woo)
Mr. VA 'bout
you left me behind
Different colours start to appear
But heaven knows I'm tainted by fear
So let the blossom grow and I know I'll be fine
So listen
and rap to relieve them
The party society, groovi'n in a high anxiety
There's dancers by the variety, so go 'head and try it g
As I do body work like
it on the chin
Try not to let it in
You can try your best
But The bastards always win
You can try your best
But The bastards always win
sheep clothin tried doin me in
Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin
Was what it was, it is what it is
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Please let me know
Where I
cheers
In my own lane, nigga, watch where you steer
Think I got 'em scared, shot 'em in the beard
That's a chin check, I'm certified everywhere
Man,
In the bag was a razor made for delicate skin
Shaved the peach fuzz, but only on my cheeks and chin
Now I'm rockin' the stache (I'm rockin'
they try to go 'gainst my click
Out in Vegas at the Mandalay
With Mayweather handelin'
A lot of money make your day better carryin'
Cognac is in me cup
please let me attest
I know it's hard
You're feeling like you're trapped,
But that's how you react,
When you cannot see the light
But try and see
don't give a fuck, nigga, I'm livin' to die
Who on this track fuckin' with me? Y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte a thug bitch with no feelings inside,
Still right there by my circle of ten
Say the wrong thing twice come and bust your chin
97 born I was here to ball
Got my team real Hot like a lit cigar
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