Song | Holiday |
Artist | Naughty by Nature |
Album | Nineteen Naughty Nine Nature's Fury |
Chorus:Phiness | |
We came here to party, join together everybody | |
Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on) | |
It's a holiday (it's a party goin on) | |
We came here to party, throw your hands up everybody | |
Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on) | |
It's a holiday (it's a party goin on) | |
[Vinnie] | |
Once again, it's on, it's been awhile since you heard the style | |
Yes it took a little time but now we worth your while | |
To all of you from my crew who been waitin so long, this | |
track caps off at that official Naughty bomb shit | |
The Ill-town party rhyme sayer | |
Depletin MC's like the ozone layer | |
May acquire my desires and like vintage wine | |
we shall sell no rhyme, before it's time | |
I'm, the Nineteen Naughty Nine MC | |
Microphone controller, master of ceremonies | |
So remember why you hate me | |
I'm Naughty By Nature you're Severed By Association | |
Which meanin that you FAKE ASS NIGGAZ who connected to them | |
SNAKE ASS NIGGAZ, don't come up in my FACE, ASS NIGGAZ | |
You try to keep on rhymin like you didn't know | |
Naughty By Nature came to save ya from them BULLSHIT shows | |
Chorus | |
[Treach] | |
The Feds pick up the balance, watchin everything that we touch | |
But yeah I see the D stuck in the V-S-E-and-G truck | |
They watchin us, plan on knockin us, threw binoculars | |
My nigga I connect the bottom LOCK to the top of us | |
You take the topic, ain't no profit | |
But give me a picture, and a compass, and I'll do a Nostradamus | |
Find that ass on a quick spot, catch you slippin | |
like ice and silk solks, the cover of your album | |
be the back of milkbox | |
See I'm an iffer hit a shitter like an old timer | |
Momma, I dig a vagina like a gold miner | |
I'ma, rebel rhymer time trauma minus your momma | |
equal a lot less drama, let me talk to you mami | |
Maybe you could come to Dirty Jerz, New Jeru, witcha crew | |
You bring that ass, I'll bring the brew | |
And hit some Thug Passion, and roast some D | |
From incense to hash'n, niggaz HOT, talkin bout crashin | |
Chorus | |
[Phiness] | |
Do we (uh-huh, uh-huh) | |
Do we | |
Do we, dumdum-dum-dum-dum-dum | |
[Vinnie] | |
So yo the moral of the story in this game called rap | |
Either we all gon' clap, or somebody gon' get clapped | |
And I'm not down with that, sure as my name's Vin Rock | |
In '99 I will officially re-open up the block | |
And dedicate my life to preservation of hip-hop | |
I'm tired of seein the people of my culture gettin shot | |
And now I must step up because I know that's all we got | |
I must do it, pursue it, before all the maggots make it rot | |
Hip-Hop, it ain't gon' die, it's gon' diversify | |
And as long as I'm alive, I'm gon' promote the I | |
And no matter how many people try to use or difuse it | |
It ain't nuttin like hip-hop music!! | |
Chorus 2X | |
[Phiness] | |
Do we .. doo-wee | |
Do we .. doo-wee-yeah.. | |
Do we, dumdum-dum-dum-dum-dum |
Chorus: Phiness | |
We came here to party, join together everybody | |
Let' s celebrate it' s a party goin on | |
It' s a holiday it' s a party goin on | |
We came here to party, throw your hands up everybody | |
Let' s celebrate it' s a party goin on | |
It' s a holiday it' s a party goin on | |
Vinnie | |
Once again, it' s on, it' s been awhile since you heard the style | |
Yes it took a little time but now we worth your while | |
To all of you from my crew who been waitin so long, this | |
track caps off at that official Naughty bomb shit | |
The Illtown party rhyme sayer | |
Depletin MC' s like the ozone layer | |
May acquire my desires and like vintage wine | |
we shall sell no rhyme, before it' s time | |
I' m, the Nineteen Naughty Nine MC | |
Microphone controller, master of ceremonies | |
So remember why you hate me | |
I' m Naughty By Nature you' re Severed By Association | |
Which meanin that you FAKE ASS NIGGAZ who connected to them | |
SNAKE ASS NIGGAZ, don' t come up in my FACE, ASS NIGGAZ | |
You try to keep on rhymin like you didn' t know | |
Naughty By Nature came to save ya from them BULLSHIT shows | |
Chorus | |
Treach | |
The Feds pick up the balance, watchin everything that we touch | |
But yeah I see the D stuck in the VSEandG truck | |
They watchin us, plan on knockin us, threw binoculars | |
My nigga I connect the bottom LOCK to the top of us | |
You take the topic, ain' t no profit | |
But give me a picture, and a compass, and I' ll do a Nostradamus | |
Find that ass on a quick spot, catch you slippin | |
like ice and silk solks, the cover of your album | |
be the back of milkbox | |
See I' m an iffer hit a shitter like an old timer | |
Momma, I dig a vagina like a gold miner | |
I' ma, rebel rhymer time trauma minus your momma | |
equal a lot less drama, let me talk to you mami | |
Maybe you could come to Dirty Jerz, New Jeru, witcha crew | |
You bring that ass, I' ll bring the brew | |
And hit some Thug Passion, and roast some D | |
From incense to hash' n, niggaz HOT, talkin bout crashin | |
Chorus | |
Phiness | |
Do we uhhuh, uhhuh | |
Do we | |
Do we, dumdumdumdumdumdum | |
Vinnie | |
So yo the moral of the story in this game called rap | |
Either we all gon' clap, or somebody gon' get clapped | |
And I' m not down with that, sure as my name' s Vin Rock | |
In ' 99 I will officially reopen up the block | |
And dedicate my life to preservation of hiphop | |
I' m tired of seein the people of my culture gettin shot | |
And now I must step up because I know that' s all we got | |
I must do it, pursue it, before all the maggots make it rot | |
HipHop, it ain' t gon' die, it' s gon' diversify | |
And as long as I' m alive, I' m gon' promote the I | |
And no matter how many people try to use or difuse it | |
It ain' t nuttin like hiphop music!! | |
Chorus 2X | |
Phiness | |
Do we .. doowee | |
Do we .. dooweeyeah.. | |
Do we, dumdumdumdumdumdum |