Lirik Lagu Pin The Tail On The Donkey - Naughty By Nature
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Verse 1: Treach (Vin Rock)
Oh finally finally (here we are)And for good are the three follow me (It ain't far)Even though if it was you could make it to the startThe enemies do you know who they are? (There they are)A devil with the dorags be walkin now I had it up to thereOh yeah that's the last straw (The Nature's back for......)(brothahs and sistahs!) (R r r r r r r r r-ound) (Ugh, ugh, ugh)Pin the tail on the junkie, find a false flavorIt's a new day to play with a neighborFreeze the MC's that wanna see theeBy now Naugh-ty By Nature by meThey want me to come and come up faster, that could be arrangedDump the last of the matinee, cos they couldn't stand the damn rainThe pain's the same, the game remains mineI got more hooks than a fish lineBite the head off the snakeChew up from the first to last break and shoot em in the faceMake way, (move), who are you to test me? (Huh, huh, huh......)I seen your last porno flick, it ain't impress meWassup? Cuddle sport, here's a thought(The only records that they got, are the records they crew bought)Damn real B rock, get fiendin and funkyPin the tail on the donkey
(*Bring that beat back*)Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Verse 2: Treach, (Vin Rock)
I do more poppin than a blackhead, wreck the waxheadsI'm fed, (Go ahead, you retired tackhead)Back to the fact of the track witta new thoughtYou couldn't smoke butts witta match and a NewportHere we go, we go, we go again, witta flow we know, we know it's in(Def play like Poppa Simpson)KayGee's on the slice, can he co-clean?Doin more scratchin than a funk and a dope fiendCold knockin' blocks off, gettin' props offI don't cop or cop out, I knock cops offAnother renegade of rap will stop thatI'm more feared than a Sugar Hill contractI'm known for Lettin The Hos Go, my demo's all flowwhen cursin was a no-no, you dodoGive it up cos I'm hot witta warm hateI won't stop, pop, til that head is screwed on straightI take shorts of no sorts, so take that cloneThe only thing I take is the 8 to the path homeAnd I take you all the way to the north stopYour style's more foul than a pork chopI rock the hip-hop, non-stop tick-tockaround the big clock, witta spot, tick-tockPin the tail on the jackass, it don't mean jack (chill.....)to a brother from down the hillBack track with a rap that remains funky(Hmmm, and it's funky!)Back in the day, yo, I played with playdoughThe dough is real now, and dildo's feel howa starvin hungry MC gets whenMC filet mignon is the fixinI'm starvin up, it's time ta, carve em up, yupGet em and cut em up, stuff em and cook the duckTough luck, tell em to shut up and jetAnd feel the threat of a real life roughneckPin the tail on the donkey
(Can I get a witness?)(listen carefully)
Verse 3: Treach, (Vin Rock)
(Check check, where you, where you at, at??)That another best will need a head vest for this head check)(What? There's another, Treach?) That's what I heard, yepThree steps from a pit, boom, in his chestI never knew a nigga really wanted to dieInstead he bit, instead of lookin me eye-to-eye, then Iknew he was truly thru, dumb plus the oneTo meet the mighty one, call a bad oneI rhyme about what I want to, microphone 1-2You do more like lesser than a bum doT-H-E MC O-F R-A-P T-O L-double O-KA-T, I-N T-H-E N-I-N-E-T-I-E, oh watch me S, see?And I might top to step to a sexyfancy, prancy and dancyNo cosmo stomp, her's the true formStyle's so fat, it gets fitted with a shoe hornHere's a clearer mirror, dear yalook at it nearer, cos I don't fear yaSome get too souped to the pointwhere it's still too thick but still lick thru and thruAlways wanted a guy to come and tryto get sly and try ta, get by myEdited, treacherous style that's wreckin it.......Pin the tail on the donkey.......
What the?Yo, yo, yo, yo, wassup yo?What happened? It's like that?We gon' rush you again
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Oh finally finally (here we are)And for good are the three follow me (It ain't far)Even though if it was you could make it to the startThe enemies do you know who they are? (There they are)A devil with the dorags be walkin now I had it up to thereOh yeah that's the last straw (The Nature's back for......)(brothahs and sistahs!) (R r r r r r r r r-ound) (Ugh, ugh, ugh)Pin the tail on the junkie, find a false flavorIt's a new day to play with a neighborFreeze the MC's that wanna see theeBy now Naugh-ty By Nature by meThey want me to come and come up faster, that could be arrangedDump the last of the matinee, cos they couldn't stand the damn rainThe pain's the same, the game remains mineI got more hooks than a fish lineBite the head off the snakeChew up from the first to last break and shoot em in the faceMake way, (move), who are you to test me? (Huh, huh, huh......)I seen your last porno flick, it ain't impress meWassup? Cuddle sport, here's a thought(The only records that they got, are the records they crew bought)Damn real B rock, get fiendin and funkyPin the tail on the donkey
(*Bring that beat back*)Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Verse 2: Treach, (Vin Rock)
I do more poppin than a blackhead, wreck the waxheadsI'm fed, (Go ahead, you retired tackhead)Back to the fact of the track witta new thoughtYou couldn't smoke butts witta match and a NewportHere we go, we go, we go again, witta flow we know, we know it's in(Def play like Poppa Simpson)KayGee's on the slice, can he co-clean?Doin more scratchin than a funk and a dope fiendCold knockin' blocks off, gettin' props offI don't cop or cop out, I knock cops offAnother renegade of rap will stop thatI'm more feared than a Sugar Hill contractI'm known for Lettin The Hos Go, my demo's all flowwhen cursin was a no-no, you dodoGive it up cos I'm hot witta warm hateI won't stop, pop, til that head is screwed on straightI take shorts of no sorts, so take that cloneThe only thing I take is the 8 to the path homeAnd I take you all the way to the north stopYour style's more foul than a pork chopI rock the hip-hop, non-stop tick-tockaround the big clock, witta spot, tick-tockPin the tail on the jackass, it don't mean jack (chill.....)to a brother from down the hillBack track with a rap that remains funky(Hmmm, and it's funky!)Back in the day, yo, I played with playdoughThe dough is real now, and dildo's feel howa starvin hungry MC gets whenMC filet mignon is the fixinI'm starvin up, it's time ta, carve em up, yupGet em and cut em up, stuff em and cook the duckTough luck, tell em to shut up and jetAnd feel the threat of a real life roughneckPin the tail on the donkey
(Can I get a witness?)(listen carefully)
Verse 3: Treach, (Vin Rock)
(Check check, where you, where you at, at??)That another best will need a head vest for this head check)(What? There's another, Treach?) That's what I heard, yepThree steps from a pit, boom, in his chestI never knew a nigga really wanted to dieInstead he bit, instead of lookin me eye-to-eye, then Iknew he was truly thru, dumb plus the oneTo meet the mighty one, call a bad oneI rhyme about what I want to, microphone 1-2You do more like lesser than a bum doT-H-E MC O-F R-A-P T-O L-double O-KA-T, I-N T-H-E N-I-N-E-T-I-E, oh watch me S, see?And I might top to step to a sexyfancy, prancy and dancyNo cosmo stomp, her's the true formStyle's so fat, it gets fitted with a shoe hornHere's a clearer mirror, dear yalook at it nearer, cos I don't fear yaSome get too souped to the pointwhere it's still too thick but still lick thru and thruAlways wanted a guy to come and tryto get sly and try ta, get by myEdited, treacherous style that's wreckin it.......Pin the tail on the donkey.......
What the?Yo, yo, yo, yo, wassup yo?What happened? It's like that?We gon' rush you again
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
