(Strike a nerve)
Yo *****, it was some ***** in a seminar
Talkin' 'bout you, had to get up early to wax this
(Strike a nerve)
Them other mother***kers said, you couldn't even wax that dirty *****
So w***up y'all?
(Strike a nerve)

I get my daily dose of cha-cha-cha and 'Shut the ***k up, ho'
****, shaved and bathed a day, then I must go
Ugh, this is Everyday All Day, let's all say
Pluckin' enough and roughin' 'em up and ***kin' 'em up always

Bet, let's talk about a back flash, ya jack***
That fast you flash witta match, your fast rap
And even though you didn't know me before the flow solo
It's no slow way to go, bolos I throw or sold

Let's pick a ***** to pick with peekaboo
I see you through your crew, now whatchu wanna do?
After that, caps off to the black frost
My pants always sag 'cause I rap my *** off

You wanna talk about a badboy 'Sanchoi'
I'm bad as they come, chum, and nasty like [Incomprehensible]
To Vin Rock and KayGee, I'm the baby
Droppin' the ladies, cravin' ya maybe, I have the right to be lazy

Got more stretch to my swing and the stretch of a chicken wing
The flavor is bacon and it's cravin', is ice cream
I'm too trucked to be ***ked and too live, otherwise
Ya drive by's smuffler, word to the mother, my brother eyed

Runnin' and comin', drama starin' wit a stellar
I need so many lumps, I'll use your head as a braille book
Many friends ships ink, quick, fast
It'll take a dollar worth of gas to outlast your little tired ***

You tried to swing this way, you little swifty
Ha, ha, ha, slum *****es still miss me
I do the dumpin', humpin', clappin' like thunder
And that's comin' from a land down under

Yo, I'm sick of dis ****, man
*****s tryin' to cut, they rocks none
(Strike a nerve)
Yo, they tryin' to make us drop
Vin Rock sayin' he don't rock enough
Yo, kick that ****

Prepare for the worst 'cause I ain't livin' lose
I wouldn't just give a ***k 'cause givin' is free and my ***k's cost
[Incomprehensible] your loss in The Source 'cause I know no way
I been there before, maybe 5-6 times a day

Sometimes I put my hands on my head when I'm done, from
And wondered to myself where did dat def **** come from?
And then I think about the Naughty and the Nature in it
And then the Flavor, then the figures, while I'm flowin' wit it

So I won't give up, stop, stall, quit, ya kitten
You can't touch this, ***k what them throats written
I got tracks, better known as snaps, far forbidden
And the warm do, I know, I know how to make ya feel it

I'll take a head, I'll make ya spread and now lay back
I tell you once, I tell you twice, Vinnie don't play that
So don't start, there will be none is the lesson, folks
I hate cigarettes but my Smith-N-Wessun smokes

From anywhere, from any corner, anytime that's right
Who you bashin'? I go blast in broad daylight
You stand hard, you look hard, yeah, your figure's soft
I got nuff props from buckshots that *****s caught

Ya say you can't go to the takin' me out close
Huh, in that case, you shoulda named your album 'Almost'
I wouldn't rely on the try if I was you, yo
'Cause I'm turnin' tries into 'Oh, oh's' and 'Hell no's'

I wouldn't be caught dead witchu up in tryin' it
And if I was goin', I get my stiff *** up and rip ****
I can't go out like a wooden sock with padlocks
I'll leave tacks tiny and slimy like snot spots
I write a day, to me it's a common caper
Say so much ****, huh, I write my rhymes on toilet paper

Yeah, Vin Rock, backbone of Naughty By Nature, y'knowI'msayin'?
(Strike a nerve)
That's right, so everybody sleepin' on the up, stay off of my ****
(Strike a nerve)
We're gonna stomp this time around, word up
(Strike a nerve)

Look who's mother's in the studio, thirty sons and daughters
Mrs. Happy Thing is in the back, catchin' quarters
Come and try to run wit it, never in a lifetime
Thirty [Incomprehensible] could act at Caesar's, still I bet I get mine

I heard your girl's havin' a baby, now will what she have?
A bag of dope, a bottle or crack or a sess bag
There ain't a part of me with 'Sorry' written on it, slick
You couldn't rock a crooked cradle, you ***kin' prick

The way I rock could ****, you just often like it
My style's so fat, I had to throw it on a water diet
********, ya not, I ain't the type to be ***kin' with
Wreckin' with and if I mic attest it, I'll be neckin' it

Onslaught at an encore, you stinkin' rat
You're so dumb, you tried to buy a ***kin' thinkin' cap
Now that tells us in a sec, right where your head is at
In between some *****'s legs, lookin' *** and lap

My name is Treach, remember this and don't you ever 'fess
That's a shame, I get two minutes just to say, 'Next'
***k, who follows you, you and them could help each other
I treat you both like any other mother***kin' runner
This is the Flavor, tasty although sugar-free
So have a Coke, have a smile and have a booger, G

Why? 'Cause you don't mean **** to me
I'ma take you [Incomprehensible] where good ****'s meant to be
I rock a rhyme that'll be a straight up def track
Droppin' more **** than white castles and neck slacks

A studio to me is just a chance to rock, G
I rock and rock, goddamn, call me VinRocky
It's just what the ***k I'm talkin' 'bout
I say one thing and your whole crew's walkin' out

So do the lyric here, this is one lyric less
If I were you, I'd take and throw 'em on his ***kin' neck
Something that flow should come straight from the horse's mouth
Mr. Ed's dead, so his *** is the best way out

****, man for hire, this hitman is the law
I run more tracks than a San Francisco trolley car
Prepare for the winter, oh, yeah
I could write your ***kin' album and you'll soon be the last one there

I start to heat up and rip **** in one, see
You couldn't get it hard, if the eyes were on Broad Street
So don't you ever never tell me, I'm not good enough
I got more stuff than a teddy bear, from *** to gut
This is a solid, you could never outlast
If ******** was worth a dime, you'd have a job in a cow's ***