Let the Ho's Go
Naughty By Nature Lyrics

Bass me face me task the tip of a tasty
Start the beat, face the challenge, and spit rhymes that are as sweet and delicious as a pastry

Bitches are sweet as a pastry
Women are as sweet and delicious as pastries

You don't know me homey from a peach or a pony
You don't know me, friend, from a fruit or a small horse

I'm the Only now your lyrics look lonely
I stand out as the best, now your rhymes look weak and lonely by comparison

Lyrically fortified born I'm immortalized
I was born with skills that make me unbeatable and will be remembered forever

Lighting shit up from Wranglers to raw hides
I'm killing it on stage, from country cowboy attire to rugged leather outfits

Packed with black positivity and wizardry
I'm full of positive black culture and masterful skill

I'm my own body and it built for partying
I'm confident in my own skin and I was made to party

I rip hearts apart as if it's my last rap
I deliver savage rhymes that will destroy my competition

??? abroad and I represent that ass dat
I'm making moves in other countries and representing my skills

Shows seniority, lays the foundation
I have experience and am building the groundwork for future generations

Bolos and donuts, oh I built the nation
I built the strong foundation of hip hop culture

Keep the faith tastin, keep the touch clutched
Keep your beliefs close and your skills sharp

Keep your face way away from the rough stuff
Stay out of trouble and don't get involved in dangerous situations

If it ain't rough it ain't rugged
If it's not tough and challenging, it's not worth doing

Either you are born with none or you're stacked or star-studded
Either you're born with talent or you have to work hard and make connections

From the intro to end I will flow
From the beginning to the end of my performance, I will continue to deliver excellent rhymes

And also, yo come let the ho's go
Also, let's get rid of the women who only want to use us for sex and focus on the music

Meet my friend Mac 10, sittin backpacked and mackin
Introducing my friend with a gun who's ready to work and hustle

Thirsty for action, workin and smackin
Ready for any situation, working hard and hustling

The last of the allies, smoke em up shall I
We're the last of the good guys, so should we get high and celebrate our success?

Or should I? I'm sure to give it a good try
Maybe I shouldn't get high, but I'll definitely give it a good effort

No need for a survival kit, there's none left to fix
There's no point in being prepared for survival, as everything is already ruined

They've all been blown into dust bits
Everything has been destroyed and blown away

Floatin in space, spinnin in infinity
Everything is lost and spinning out of control, like it's lost in space

Part of the start is the end of any identity
The beginning of something marks the end of something else, and nothing has an identity anymore

Lost in the source, no cause, so the boss gettin off
With no purpose or identity, the boss is just enjoying himself

East, the West, the South, break North
No matter which direction you go, you'll encounter danger and uncertainty, so head North

You'll bite as my chew, as a guard duckin a graveyard
You'll be in trouble when you get in my way, like a guard avoiding a haunted graveyard

Actin is for actors so you rap but don't you play hard
Being fake is for actors, so when you rap, make sure it's authentic

I got the Mac to wax and I ain't tryin to fall back
I have a gun and I'm not afraid to use it, so don't test me

I rap like I'm the tops, stay real cos I'm all that
I know I'm the best rapper and I stay true to myself

It's my way on a highway, forget your friends
I'm doing things my way and don't need anyone else's approval or support

Cos I stick that ass like cowboys stickin a contact lens
I'll kick your ass like a cowboy putting in a contact lens

You say you're hittin hard, huh, I say you're hardly hittin
You think you're a tough rapper, but you're not as good as you think

I grip ya quick like a pussy in a kitten mitten
I'll grab you quickly and easily, like a kitten in a mitten

I'm gettin grand and greater, sucker catch ya later
I keep improving and becoming greater, so you'll never catch up

He gettin paid with the fade of a Space Invader
He's earning money quickly, like a Space Invader that disappears in a flash

You lookin Moonstruck, fear, start to talkin tough
You look crazy and afraid, but try to act tough to compensate

Then sayin "sorry" like I really give a motherfuck
You apologize, but I don't care

You're a little late, don't you think that was the wrong approach-a?
You're too slow and your method was wrong

A sqwuab by the name of Treach is sure to up and smoke ya
Treach, the young boxer, is sure to beat you

At anytime, anywhere, for any wanted cause
I'm ready to fight and defend my honor at any time and for any reason

I got a double-barrelled pump that's sayin "Give me yours"
I have a shotgun that I'm willing to use to take what's yours

Then I'ma dash in a flash, duck and go for cover
I'll run away quickly and hide to avoid getting caught

Cos I have one for this robbery and many others
I have a plan for this robbery and others as well

Another gangster, no I'm like an angry ecker
I'm not just another gangster, I'm like an angry bull

Droppin you and gettin mad if you don't say "Thankyer"
I'll beat you up and get angry if you don't thank me afterwards

The clip clockin killers, and plus my county crew
The gun-toting killers and my crew from my hometown

I gotta clutch, I'll clean your life, naw not after you
I have to keep my gun with me to protect my own life, not yours

So don't try ta hide or apologise
Don't even try to hide or apologize

Apologies and go meet a French eyes is wise
It's wiser to apologize and meet with a French [lawyer] to avoid legal trouble

So if you know what I mean and have a hop block
If you understand my message and have a problem

And never ever seen a day when the money stops
And have never experienced a day when you're broke

You gotta put up your fists, just to let me know
You have to fight me just to let me know you won't back down

Ain't I gotta pump it hard to let the ho's go
Don't I have to be aggressive to let go of the women who only want to use us for sex

Competition on canvas, never have I heard the tongue
The competition is fierce and I've never heard anyone rap like me

Throw a watch at me without it being fuckin hung
Even if you throw a watch at me without it being attached, I'll still catch it

Give it a new style, neck him up and keep him learning
Invent a new rap style, make your opponent nervous, and continue to improve

Should've had projects in the days of Mississippi Burning
If you had lived during the Civil Rights Movement, you would have been involved in activism efforts like the Mississippi Burning incident

I let her see the white sheet hit the concrete
I let everyone witness the death of my competition

And see that head go off and down from a thousand feet
And watch their head spin and fall from a great height

Cos the brother's around me don't even play all that
My friends and I are serious and don't mess around

They see a sheet and a cross, they say "Oh, gimme that"
They see symbols of hatred and racism and want to claim them as trophies

Hollow wind in Illtown and don't you be a ghost
The wind is eerie and haunting in my hometown, so don't disappear or hide

Cos you get your broke or even worse smoked
If you're careless, you'll end up broke or even dead

Now this rhyme is regard' lyrically low cold
This rhyme is dark and ruthless

But it had to have the flow to let the ho's go
But it had to be fierce to let go of the women who only want to use us for sex