Yoke The Joker (LP版) - Naughty By Nature

I can snap rap pack click-clack patter-pat-pat

Take that a** to the point you have to ask for your a** back

A f**kin joker smoker taunted by no one

If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun

Smack the any-and-all talk jokers I can't hawk

And all that sh*t I hear about me losin is small talk

I ain't a punk I'll slot'cha furthermore I don't scare chief

The reason I called you 'p**sy' cos you are what you eat each

Look is a little closer to the centre of a blowpipe

Don't speak when I am talkin this is my f**kin sho-op

How dare you even try me Don't you know you be funky while

You're smilin backstage doin mother ugh doggystyle

Hot wild raw whores' still suave

*laughter* Check out this style that I've

Soul-simulated sounds from a stocky

Semi-social never seem sloppy

See silly slappin suckers sorry saps and slouchers

Straps slammin stouch mackin this mass is savvy

We see so-so-songs and some shots so

Snaps steppin separate start slowly go solo

Set the cassette stereo sounds diffin

Stood the Sagittarian some marriage is a system

Smoke the joker three times over

And owe her go with the flow

Or I'm about to yoke a joker

All that straight faced sh*t like your heart had been thru

Smile and give your face somethin the f**k to do

You're ugly smugly squiggly dilly-wrinkled faced bastard

Someone needs to hit and run ya to run ya a** over backwards

Let's giddy up yep yep another f**k up

Grab your microphone battle time shown up

Any freestyle I see while I prowl

I dial a new style tell me about ooh-chow

Another victory it's mystery

I smoke your skull your brain'll come blistery

All fuzzy dirty dizzy does he

Get the things he needs Remember how blistery

You ain't ready for the Freddy of rap

You can't kill me I step into your dreams you feel me

Slicin your life away just like I might today

I eat you the psycho way I'm rippin sh*t right away

I treat ya like a b**ch in a ditch off of angel dust

Take you to a sure you can fly just jump slut

You think you might say a rhyme then someone might order like

You couldn't wet sh*t up in a motherf**kin water fight

All luck y'all look at the props y'all

So proud I'm sure suck my encore's

Swingin a bolo your flow goes solo

I'll smoke ya

It's time to yoke the joker

The only way you would be gettin dis jump like a girlie

Is if your father would've bothered to pull it out early

You ain't got a single drip drop you're stripped of hip-hop

If I see ya disagreein you'll be gettin your sh*t dropped

It's extended version the side you can't f**k with

You'll get the jimmy MC you're swift to kick the bucket

I'm tired of Mr Nice Guy place your price high

Bet on a battle rhymer tell my chances are sky high

Never would you ever get the thriller say y'all sweat

Y'know that kid Treach I took him out he was no threat

Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day

Takin competition's what I do in the worst way

Quick to do a hit for you most likely I spoiled ya

I bored and ignored ya then boringly floored ya

The proof is in the footin my collar ain't wooden

It takes more than an axe to tax bless the children

Physically facially racially made to be

Crazily paid or G what a f**kin way to be

Hot damn I'm a man with a hand plan

This smack that then attract the new game plan

Eat your big beef digest the rest test

Sh*t I was slept yet then go to the next step

That's what I do that's what I say that's what I live

That's what I prove that's what I move that's what I give

Makin other brothers wanna go home and write sh*t

Bite what I might get then up and say I quit

Me here got oh what a beautiful dawg

>From you ain't in amazing want some paper plus a pen and tongue will do

Yoke the joker