Craziest Songtext
von Naughty by Nature

My thoughts are thunderin′, tumblin'
Sons of switches which is from yellin′ to mumblin'
You ain't a pal of me, my family ties but not with Mallory
My analogy ain′t for salary as I roll reality through galaxies

Four centuries, it′s sent to me with the scent of weed
With a chain representin' penitentiaries
From warrin′ towns to Bordentown, from Newark to Illtown
And all you know from lifers, Rikers to Folsom

Wasn't drivin′ too fast, I was flyin' too low
You think I′m rockin' too quick, I think you're listenin′ too slow
I′m abruptin' construction a pumpin′ assumption
You diss while your family say I'm the best shit since talkin′

Struckin' while an obstruction or turnin′ somethin' of nothin'
From poor things to more things as I rip in every function
Funkin′ it up, pumpin′ it up, chumpin' the ducks
Lookin′ to hump Ms. Junk in the Trunk, pump-pump me up


Jersey homies are the craziest
New York homies are the craziest
DC homies are the craziest
Philly homies are the craziest
California homies are the craziest
Chi-town homies are the craziest
Texas homies are the craziest
Utah homies are the craziest

My lands will 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 questionin'

My skills that been rockin' since Lee thrilled
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 & Plenty
Lyrically spankin', ya, that′s why they call me Uncle Vin
And oh yes, I just appeal to the masses
Young to old folks, the upper, lower, middle classes

They don't begin with no lyin' professor
They begin when Vin pick up the pen and pad up off the dresser
Lest a man should ever challenge the clan
With 13-years experience of rippin′ mics put in our hands


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

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 brain to ball
The boots word ta-burr-bam-boo break the loot

Blowin′ up brain cells, boom like Beirut
Assume the same suit, drop that fly shit with the flavor
'Cause Shakim′s 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 rollin' if our tape ain′t what ya ride with
Drop the snipe clean, so I'm on a knife tip
Like the Youngsta's ′bout to take you on some hip-hop ride sh-
If you ain′t jumpin' then don′t pump it

I'm hittin′ Jermaine in Atlanta 'cause he owe me loot for that jump sh-
Drop astronauts, I rock it
And from now on if you by my side
When I see you, I′m in your pockets

Cleveland homies are the craziest
Carolinas homies are the craziest
Virginia homies are the craziest
Kentucky homies are the craziest
St. Louis homies are the craziest
Atlanta homies are the craziest
Maryland homies are the craziest
San Diego homies are the craziest
Seattle homies are the craziest
Boston homies are the craziest

Illtown homies are the craziest
Zoo Crew homies are the craziest
Jersey City homies are the craziest
All my Newark homies are the craziest