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Naughty By Nature

Connections

 

Connections

(アルバム: Poverty's Paradise - 1995)


[Treach]
Fuck the toughest I'm danger-ous its rowdy
motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest sucker plucker since they found me
Opening up a can of clash clicks six-packs of ass whips, pints
and fifths of asses, burnt to ashes
You've been spined, twisted, blistered and spun up in and lifted
shit boy ya free paper bum it's called I got connections, like Poonanny to erections
I saw selected sets son for my selection stretching sections etching and sketching
to revive, reset and then set inspections
for the wet ones to the next ones, yes one, step son and get one
Coming from behind is the line yours for a nine war
Walk nigga mind yours, of crime wars will find yours
The hot one will spot one, shock one and stop one
Crews will conquer as tough as Tonka now I got one

[Chorus]
[Method Man]
I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh
I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue
I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh
I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue

[Road Dawgs]
State of shock, it's a greater plot that made us stop
the thunder from with under will make the whole of cradle rock, hah
Ken Boogie just hit me on the horn in California
Born in Fort July Fourth you're sworn to banging and warring
Road Dawgs you assume right first draft kick
practic tactics of a great Western-type saloon fight
Caution courage what I bring when I approach this
Punks stays focused notice devotions and commotion's of cruddy's corrosive
Top gun and explosive motion East Coasting deep
throughout notions of all the shops I'm closing

[VinRock]
Aiyyo, I play emcees like this I look 'em in the eye I know he's tense
And I break him like a bitch so I know there's no defense
So at night when I creep, only want 'em, while he's awake not asleep
By the way all I seek all I keep, so don't sleep

[Cruddy Click]
Nigga what's the realest?
Rap pillars got the power to blow up spots from here to the Watts Tower
Niggas can feel us, do you wanna deal us?
It be the illest in Naughty it takes a fool to learn that love don't love nobody
My department be collections remember that
Love Child got connections ain't no motherfucking question

[Road Dawgs]
I'm deep with a vicious vendetta
Silence prospectors, objectors to my lectures constructed as architecture
Expressions of terror shaking cold fingers of fear careers I spear
Prepare for a year full of nightmares

[VinRock]
Get 'em back and don't come near me
When appraoching me come sincerely I don't fear the
others that don't like that I stack papers, yearly
Merely mentioned men they don't come stepping to Vin
Anywhere I go, everywhere I flow
I'm bringing it back home to my twins and I got friends
And friends don't let their friends drive drunk
So I suggest you grab your friends before I go and pop my trunk
And best believe I come correct so yo, WHAT YOU WANNA DO?

[Chorus]
[Method Man] I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue

[Interlude]
Aiyyo what up nigga I here you the man now yo
(Yo whattup my nigga you know I ain't the man
but I got connections (right) for you what you need?)
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo check this out
I need you to handle a little something for me though on the real though
(You know I might not can't slip and do that right now
but I got somebody to come through)
Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo I need you to take care of it man
(Yo I put this on everything I love man, it's real sneaky, sister hood
Females sneak up in here and come through (yeah)

[Kandi Kain]
235 degrees and the mics about to be freezing
Emcee season on those who treason
I'm dropping drinks like a pint of cool breeze, then
Intoxication, a million copies in circulation
Just a small indication to let you know Kandi Kain
equals no intimidation on this naughty demonstration
Eighteen plus a hundred niggas that I run wit
on that one shit keeping you outnumbered
Colliding with perfection, every direction can't pay enough protection
Cause I got the Illtown to Inglewood connections [echoes]

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