Download/Stream: ************************************ Tommy Boy Records is a legendary Hip Hop & Electronic record label founded in New York City in 1981. The label is credited with launching the careers of notable legends Queen Latifah, House of Pain, Coolio and Naughty By Nature. ************************************ Follow Tommy Boy Records: Subscribe to the mailing list: Shop: ************************************ #TommyBoyRecords #HipHop #NaughtyByNature Lyrics: My thoughts are thundering, tumbling Sons of snitches, switches, from yelling ta mumbling You ain't a pal of me, my family ties but not wit Mallory My analogy ain't for salary, as I roll reality through galaxies Four centuries, it's sent to me with the scent of oiu With a chain representing penitentiaries From Roman town to Borentown From Newark to Illtown And all you know from Lifers, Rikers ta foesome Wasn't driving to fast, I was flying to low You think I'm rocking too quick, I think you're listening to slow I'm abrupting construction, a pumping assumption You diss while your family say I'm the best thing since humping Strucking 'bout an obstruction or turning something of nothing From more things to more things, it's the rip in every function Funking it up, pumping it up, chumping the ducks Looking ta hump Ms. Junk in the trunk, pump pumping me upJersey homies are the craziest New York homies are the craziest DC homies are the craziest Philly homies are the craziest California homies are the craziest Chi town homies are the craziest Texas homies are the craziest Utah homies are the craziest My lyrics be laced with 40 ounces of funk and stuff, you get rushed, you get bust You call yourself calling my bluff, enough's enough I'm putting it down on the real end This one goes out to all the people who be questioning My skills, I been rocking since lee twillz And we feel that we build careers of steel So all the rest come up and test but only stress is what you'll find Thinking Vinnie don't write and Vinnie can't rhyme shrinking The sleeping MC I eat like good 'n' plenty Lyrically spanking ya that's why they call me Uncle Vinnie And oh yes, I just appeal to the masses Young to old folks, the upper, lower, middle classes They don't begin wit no lying professor They begin when Vin pick up the pen and pad up off the dresser Lesser, a man should never challenge a clan Wit thirteen years experience of rippin mic's put in our hands Detroit homies are the craziest Miami homies are the craziest Little Rock homies are the craziest Oak Town homies are the craziest I got barbarians to bogard me in At a club that barred me when A broad got thrown like barbarnigan born again, thrown aboard A brim is broke to the back I brawl and band from brains ta balls Da boots word ta-burr-bam-boo break the loot Blowing up brain cells BOOM like Beirut Assume the same suit, drop that fly sh** wit the flavor ca shi Gives last name ain't Suzuki but still my sidekick Whip that hide quick if ya slide quick, blood clot ya Blood clique You ain't rolling if our tape ain't what ya ride wit Brothas snipe shit so I'm on a knife tip Like the youngsters 'bout ta take you on some hip-hop ride shit If you ain't jumping then don't pump it I'm hitting Jermaine in Atlanta 'cause he owe me loot for that jump sh** Drop astronauts I rock it And from now on if you bite my style when I see you, I'm in your pockets Cleveland homies are the craziest Virginia homies are the craziest Kentucky homies are the craziest St. Louis homies are the craziest Atlanta homies are the craziest Maryland homies are the craziest San Diego homies are the craziest Seattle homies are the craziest Boston homies are the craziest Illtown homies are the craziest Zoo Crew homies are the craziest Jersey City homies are the craziest All my Newark homies are the craziest
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