SINGER: Naughty By Nature

SONG:Feel Me Flow

Feel me flownaughty by naturealbum: poverty's paradiseyou 'bout to feel the chronicles of a bionical lyriclyrically splittin dismissini'm on a mission of just hittingnow it's written and kitten hittin wit mittensi'm missing wishing man listeni glisten like sun and water while fishing.bust the move and then swerveserve words with nerve embedded i said it worddamn, you nerd man, you heardcoming from the town of illy and alleys are full of phillies and rallys suckers getsilly as sally then found in alleys, i'm rowdy really1-so here we go now, holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flownever mixing with tricking brothers bitchingover fixins that ain't fittin to be hittin.on nothin splittin things that's bittenand gettin written offlike a fatter bad bladder boy ya pissing me offbefore you even started so whatso long see you fly by my try how else could i say it when you play it try boom bye bye.(rpt 1, 1)the flow pro poetical with skills onlya vet'll know better know where's the wetter flow that'son point likedecimals manhandlin new crewspartying with the zoo crewlooking for the pink in poo poo.i thought you knew too stone style is of staminajammin ta while we plannin ta jamwe bust plus we're the partyamateur damager managin damagin micsmen and even mannequins.you're a fan again now i wanna know whose the man again?naughty's back like vertibrates word to hey-a-hothe way i show you pray i flowsteady breakin to the boogie so bang timeto slang bang and watch all the poo tang tangs hang(rpt 1, 1)play and kay'll break the body of a beatthe beat the break into boogiefirm and fully chase bass lines like bulliesall we wanna know is if your body wanna partyit's nuff poo tang tang for everybodyso hip up and split up get upget up your wit up souped up put your dukes upno guts set up for sit ups flip up watch us rip up. shakes shows until they fizz uprizz up like your with us if not zip up you lip up whip up.hits with ransom's foul styles get and oneswe come back cause we heard hip hop needed another anthemblack like noah in fact and for yaif we was back in the days with the drifters we would've been known as the flowersbevin these since the seventies find me so we went crazy in the eightiesso we won't kiss heinies in the ninetiesoops the naughty's troop in sections of fortiesso clap your hands and hold your shorty i'm naughty.(rpt 1, 1)source: ai179@detroit.freenet.org (james)