Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Uptown Anthem , by - Naughty By Nature. Song from the album Naughty By Nature, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.09.1991
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Uptown Anthem , by - Naughty By Nature. Song from the album Naughty By Nature, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопUptown Anthem |
| Hey, you could smoke a spliff wit' a cliff |
| But there’s still no mountain high enough, or wide enough to touch |
| The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty trashy ho happy pappy |
| That’s happy to be nappy |
| Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks |
| And groups and troops with Timbo boots and jail suits |
| That’s how I’m rollin' my hair-do don’t |
| Win I will I got wantin' competition ain’t dope |
| Beat ya break ya broke ya smoke ya take ya |
| Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later |
| He wanna flip, tell 'em full semi half with a dip |
| And all that other Ringling Brothers shit |
| Sporty naughty hi bye greater than nature while I |
| Shin slam the flim flam and then jam |
| You can run but you can’t hide, you can’t go far |
| No matter where you go, there you are |
| We gonna break, we gonna bash |
| We gonna roll, we gonna smash |
| Here we go yo |
| Hit a nigga, kill a nigga, we’ll come back |
| See a sucker, stretch a sucker, guard your naps |
| Cussin' wasn’t nothin' till a black man rapped |
| See a forty, suck a forty, guess who’s back |
| You’re chillin' with a titty feelin' villian |
| Steppin' to the puny puddy punks catchin' fillings |
| I hit so many guts, call me gutter, I’m the bread and butter |
| Punk motherfuckers I’ll cut up, workin' from the gut up |
| Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy |
| Ready for the piddy peddy, I’m Friddie Freddie |
| Place your bet on a vet, the three man threat |
| What you see is what you get |
| Comin' round the corner with my uptown bunch |
| I bet your bottom dollar that you’re bottom buck chumps |
| Give it up, it’s a juice thing, I’m steppin' for the rep and |
| Wreckin' all the rest and, weapon testin' on who’s steppin' |
| Ain’t no bluff for the niggy nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff |
| Nigga if you’re tough, knuckle up |
| I’ll cut your ass like class, then blast you by the trash |
| After I laugh then I’ll dash |
| You can’t handle the scandal of an uptown vandal |
| Shootin' up your toes, makin' sandals |
| Somebody told me that you owe me, but can’t nobody hold me |
| I do my dirt all by my lonely |
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