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letra de knock 'em out da box - naughty by nature

[verse 1: treach]
we [?] this and fought that and all that good sh-t
and if you wanna throw you better pitch for the mets, b-tch
i’ma flow with the skirt, i get [?]
as far as sinking with the ship, i’m with the captain that jumps first
i ain’t the [?]
and near motherf-cker gonna drown and save me
i go out full blown and you can’t sue me
see, that’s why a broke compass couldn’t lose me
i’m f-ckin’ and suckin’ and duckin’ your girl like nothin’
b-tterin’ her m-ffin, she’s where i do most my nuttin’
you take my spot, i ain’t got no spot
save the spots for polka dots
i’m knockin’ asses out the f-ckin’ box

[hook]
knock him out the box, knock him out
knock him out the box, knock him out
knock him out the box, knock him out
knock him out the box, knock him out

[verse 2: rottin razkals]
get your weight up, or n-gga get your fade up
open your eyes, wake up
this n-gga’s throwin’ straight up
[?] punches and sh-t, in the mix, we got our bag of tricks
takes some l!cks while you’re ridin’ our d-cks
f-ck your family, they sweeter than candy
sometimes i’m outta hand, see some n-ggas can’t stand me
but f-ck ’em all, i stand tall if they wanna brawl
won’t stop [?] and kickin’ until i make your uncle fall
bring on ya whipper-snappers
with a rotten bunch of rappers
leave you hanging from the rafters
i ain’t sh-t and never was sh-t
so if you had all your wits motherf-cker you’d stop poppin’ it
’cause i ain’t one for the tit tat
the razkals ain’t with that
get back, keep a mac in my backpack
[verse 3: rottin razkals]
a penny for my thoughts
a million dollars ain’t enough
i’ve been to h-ll and back
kicked out ’cause i’m too rough
a billy club swinger, body bruisin’ master
evil little b-st-rd, my goal is disaster
been through war and battle
beatin’ n-ggas with paddles
sorted chumps like cattle
i get more ass than a saddle
gimme a break, n-gga, i’m breakin’ reps
so swallow up your pride and try to follow in my footsteps
those who wanna flex off the hooligans
you better slow down and listen up to the nubians
i rip necks and my swingers flowin’
i’m like the energizer bunny, still goin’
tracks and battle raps
b-tches get pimp slapped
catch the contact, my dressing room we smoke stack
eyes of violence, n-ggas stand in silence
some fear my talents, i’m a lyrical challenge, yo!
[?] music by the blocks and blocks
but the rottin razkals here
knock ’em out da box

- naughty by nature

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