Craziest - Naughty By Nature

Verse 1: Treach 

My thoughts are thundering tumblin 
Sons of bitches 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 thru galaxies 
Four centuries it's sent to me with the scent of oiu 
Witta 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 shit since fucking 
Struckin '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 pumpin me up 

Chorus: 

Jersey niggas are the craziest 
New York niggas are the craziest 
DC niggas are the craziest 
Philly niggas are the craziest 
LA niggas are the craziest 
Chi town niggas are the craziest 
Texas niggas are the craziest 
Utah niggas are the craziest 

Verse 2: Vin Rock 

My lyrics be laced with 40 ounces of funk and stuff, you get rushed, you 
get bust 
You call yourself callin my bluff, enough's enough 
I'm puttin it down on the real end 
This one goes out to all the people who be questioning 
my skills, niggas I been rockin 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 
thinkin 
Vinnie don't write and Vinnie can't rhyme shrinkin 
The sleepin MC I eat like good 'n' plenty 
Lyrically spankin 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 

Chorus: 

Detroit niggas are the craziest 
Miami niggas are the craziest 
Little Rock niggas are the craziest 
Oak Town niggas are the craziest 

Verse 3: Treach 

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, fuck that fly shit 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 
Niggas 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 jumpin then don't pump it 
I'm hittin Jermaine in Atlanta cos he owe me loot for that jump shit 
Fuck astronauts I rock it 
and from now on if you bite my style when I see you, I'm in your pockets 

Chorus: 

Cleveland niggas are the craziest 
Virginia niggas are the craziest 
Kentucky niggas are the craziest 
St. Louis niggas are the craziest 
Atlanta niggas are the craziest 
Maryland niggas are the craziest 
San Diego niggas are the craziest 
Seattle niggas are the craziest 
Boston niggas are the craziest 
Illtown niggas are the craziest 
Zoo Crew niggas are the craziest 
Jersey City niggas are the craziest 
All my Newark niggas are the craziest