Yoke the Joker
Naughty By Nature Lyrics


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Yoke the Joker!

There are too many overnight emcees but one
And too many whacked who haven't paid dues
You have now entered the path of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you

I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A fucking joker smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun
Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losing is small talk
I ain't a punk, I'll slot ya, furthermore I don't scare chief
The reason I called you 'pussy' 'cause you are what you eat, each
Look is a little closer to the center of a blowpipe
Don't speak when I am talking, this is my fucking shop
How dare you even try me? Don't you know you be funky, while
You're smiling backstage doing mother, ugh, doggy style
Hot, wild, raw, whores' still suave
Check out this style that I've
Soul-simulated, sounds from a stocky
Semi-social, never seem sloppy
See silly slapping suckers, sorry saps and slouchers
Straps slamming stouch, macking this mass is savvy
We see so-so-songs and some shots, so
Snaps stepping separate, start slowly, go solo
Set the cassette stereo, sounds diffing
Stood the Sagittarian, some marriage is a system
Smoke the joker, three times over
And owe her, go with the flow
Or I'm about to yoke a joker

All that straight faced shit like your heart had been through
Smile and give your face something the fuck to do
You're ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly-wrinkled faced bastard
Someone needs to hit and run ya to run ya ass over backwards
Let's giddy up, yep yep, another fuck up
Grab your microphone, battle time shown up
Any freestyle I see while I prowl
I dial a new style, tell me about ooh-chow
Another victory, it's mystery
I smoke your skull, your brain'll come blistery
All fuzzy, dirty, dizzy, does he
Get the things he needs? Remember how blistery?
You ain't ready for the Freddy of rap
You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me
Slicin' your life away, just like I might today
I eat you the psycho way, I'm ripping shit right away,
I treat ya like a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust
Take you to a sure you can fly, just jump slut
You think you might say, a rhyme, then someone might order like
You couldn't wet shit up in a motherfucking water fight
All luck y'all, look at the props y'all
So proud I'm sure, suck my encore's
Swinging a bolo, your flow goes solo
I'll smoke ya
It's time to yoke the joker

The only way you would be getting dis jump like a girlie
Is if your father would've bothered to pull it out early
You ain't got a single drip drop, you're stripped of hip-hop
If I see ya disagreeing, you'll be getting your shit dropped
It's extended version, the side you can't fuck with
You'll get the jimmy MC, you're swift to kick the bucket
I'm tired of Mr. Nice Guy, place your price high
Bet on a battle rhymer, tell my chances are sky high
Never would you ever get the thriller, say y'all sweat
"Ya know that kid Treach, I took him out, he was no threat"
Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day
Taking competition's what I do in the worst way

Quick to do a hit, for you most likely I spoiled ya
I bored and ignored ya, then boringly floored ya
The proof is in the footing, my collar ain't wooden
It takes more than an axe to tax, bless the children
Physically, facially, racially made to be
Crazily paid or G, what a fucking way to be
Hot damn, I'm a man with a hand plan
This smack that then attract the new game plan
Eat your big beef, digest the rest, test
Shit, I was slept yet, then go to the next step
That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live
That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give
Making other brothers want to go home and write shit
Bite what I might get, then up and say "I quit"
Me here, got, oh what a beautiful dog




From you ain't in amazing, want some paper plus a pen and tongue will do
Yoke the joker!

Overall Meaning

Naughty By Nature's "Yoke the Joker" is a rap song that addresses the importance of paying one's dues to become an accomplished emcee. The song discusses the struggles of becoming a successful rapper and the difficulties one may encounter on the journey. The song also warns those who underestimate the power and talent of Naughty By Nature that they will be terminated.


In the first verse, Treach asserts his abilities as an experienced rapper, highlighting the fact that he has the ability to use wordplay, create rhythms, and pack a punch in his rhymes. The second verse addresses all the struggles of being a successful rapper, including those who pretend to be overnight emcees, as well as those who underestimate his talent. Treach's lyrics tap into the fact that even the best can fail and that determination and hard work are the qualities that make a great emcee. The third and most explicit verse, suggest rough physical encounters with anyone who disregard his talent "It's time to yoke the joker," is a message to anyone who is attempting to bring him down by calling him saps and suckers.


Line by Line Meaning

There are too many overnight emcees but one
There is an abundance of emcees who gained popularity overnight, but only one true talented artist


And too many whacked who haven't paid dues
There are many untalented individuals who have not put in the necessary work and dedication to earn their success


You have now entered the path of the Flavor Unit
You have now become part of the influential and respected group known as the Flavor Unit


And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
We, as Naughty By Nature, will simply carry out our music and talents, putting an end to your career


I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
I possess the ability to deliver rapid, skillful rhymes, with precision and a rhythmic flow


Take that ass to the point you have to ask for your ass back
My rhymes will humiliate you to the extent that you will have to beg for respect


A fucking joker smoker, taunted by no one
I am a confident and fearless individual, unaffected by any provocation or mockery


If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun
I possess such natural skills that if I were raised in a legendary martial arts temple, I would have become a master warrior


Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
I dismiss and ignore any pointless and insignificant conversations from people who are not worth my attention


And all that shit I hear about me losing is small talk
The negative rumors and gossip about me being defeated in battles or competitions are insignificant and irrelevant


I ain't a punk, I'll slot ya, furthermore I don't scare chief
I am not weak or easily intimidated, I will strike you forcefully, and I do not fear anyone in authority


The reason I called you 'pussy' 'cause you are what you eat, each
I referred to you as 'pussy' because your behavior and actions resemble those of a coward or someone lacking courage


Look is a little closer to the center of a blowpipe
Observe carefully and pay attention to the core essence of my message


Don't speak when I am talking, this is my fucking shop
Do not interrupt or voice your opinions when I am speaking, as I am in complete control of this environment


How dare you even try me? Don't you know you be funky, while
Do not have the audacity to test me, as you are not aware that I possess unparalleled skills and talent


You're smiling backstage doing mother, ugh, doggy style
Behind the scenes, you engage in promiscuous activities, displaying a lack of integrity and dignity


Hot, wild, raw, whores' still suave
I possess a confident and appealing demeanor, even in the presence of promiscuous women and wild situations


Check out this style that I've
Observe and appreciate the unique and impressive artistic style that I possess


Soul-simulated, sounds from a stocky
My music is soulful and genuine, originating from a strong and resilient background


Semi-social, never seem sloppy
I maintain a balanced level of social interaction, never appearing disorganized or careless


See silly slapping suckers, sorry saps and slouchers
I easily recognize and dismiss foolish individuals, incompetent and lazy individuals who lack ambition


Straps slamming stouch, macking this mass is savvy
I aggressively attack and overpower my opponents, demonstrating my superior skills and intelligence


We see so-so-songs and some shots, so
We encounter average and mediocre songs, as well as attempts to challenge us


Snaps stepping separate, start slowly, go solo
We break away from the norm, gradually starting our own unique journey as individual artists


Set the cassette stereo, sounds diffing
Prepare your audio devices to experience the distinctive and innovative sounds that we create


Stood the Sagittarian, some marriage is a system
I, as a Sagittarius, possess strong qualities and principles, recognizing that some relationships are based on societal conventions


Smoke the joker, three times over
Eliminate and defeat the insignificant individual who attempts to challenge us, doing so with complete superiority


And owe her, go with the flow
Accept and embrace the course of events, adapting and moving forward easily


Or I'm about to yoke a joker
Otherwise, I will take full control and dominance over the insignificant individual who dares to challenge us


All that straight faced shit like your heart had been through
You put on a serious and stoic façade, implying that you have experienced significant hardships and struggles


Smile and give your face something the fuck to do
Rather than maintaining a serious expression, lighten up and let your face express joy and happiness


You're ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly-wrinkled faced bastard
You have an unattractive, arrogant, and twisted appearance, portraying yourself as an illegitimate and unpleasant individual


Someone needs to hit and run ya to run ya ass over backwards
Someone should physically strike and knock you down forcefully, making you fall backward in defeat


Let's giddy up, yep yep, another fuck up
Let's get ready and prepare for another failure or mistake that will occur


Grab your microphone, battle time shown up
Prepare yourself for a rap battle, as the time for competition has arrived


Any freestyle I see while I prowl
I observe and critique any improvised rap performances that I come across


I dial a new style, tell me about ooh-chow
I effortlessly create and showcase a fresh and innovative style, satisfying the demand for something unique


Another victory, it's mystery
Achieving another triumph is both impressive and puzzling to those who witness it


I smoke your skull, your brain'll come blistery
I dominate and overpower you to such an extent that it affects your mental well-being and causes distress


All fuzzy, dirty, dizzy, does he
You become disoriented, confused, and uncertain about your own abilities and actions


Get the things he needs? Remember how blistery?
You struggle to obtain the necessary resources and support, recalling the distressing outcomes of your previous failures


You ain't ready for the Freddy of rap
You are completely unprepared to face the skilled and dominant performer known as the Freddy of rap


You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me
You cannot defeat or eliminate me, as I infiltrate your subconscious mind and provoke fear within you


Slicin' your life away, just like I might today
I systematically deconstruct and undermine your existence, just as I could potentially do at this very moment


I eat you the psycho way, I'm ripping shit right away
I consume and destroy you with a deranged and savage approach, immediately tearing apart everything you represent


I treat ya like a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust
I subject you to extreme mistreatment and degradation, treating you as if you were a powerless and insignificant person under the influence of drugs


Take you to a sure you can fly, just jump slut
I will lead you to a dangerous cliff edge where you believe you can fly, encouraging you to take a reckless leap, exploiting your vulnerability


You think you might say, a rhyme, then someone might order like
You believe that you possess the ability to deliver a noteworthy rhyme, only for others to dismiss and criticize it


You couldn't wet shit up in a motherfucking water fight
Even if you attempted to be successful or influential, you would fail miserably, unable to have any impact at all


All luck y'all, look at the props y'all
Your achievements and success are merely a result of luck and chance, rather than genuine talent or skill


So proud I'm sure, suck my encore's
You are overly confident and boastful, but in reality, you should accept defeat and appreciate the superiority of my performances


Swinging a bolo, your flow goes solo
I effortlessly control and manipulate the situation, as your flow lacks substance and fails to achieve impact


I'll smoke ya
I will defeat and overpower you in a rap battle or competition


It's time to yoke the joker
The moment has arrived to assert dominance and control over the insignificant individual who challenged us


The only way you would be getting dis jump like a girlie
The only way you would be able to surprise or unsettle me is if you approached with feminine characteristics


Is if your father would've bothered to pull it out early
That could only occur if your father had taken the necessary precautions to prevent your conception at an earlier time


You ain't got a single drip drop, you're stripped of hip-hop
You lack any ounce of talent or skill, and you have been completely marginalized and removed from the hip-hop culture


If I see ya disagreeing, you'll be getting your shit dropped
If I witness you expressing any differing opinion or challenging me, I will immediately put an end to your words and arguments


It's extended version, the side you can't fuck with
This is an advanced and superior version of myself, with a level of mastery and skill that you cannot compete with


You'll get the jimmy MC, you're swift to kick the bucket
I will deliver a series of powerful and impactful verses, causing you to face an inevitable defeat


I'm tired of Mr. Nice Guy, place your price high
I am done with being polite and friendly, demanding a high cost or sacrifice for anyone who wishes to challenge or compete with me


Bet on a battle rhymer, tell my chances are sky high
Place your bets on a lyrical performer like me who excels in rap battles, as my chances of victory are extremely high


Never would you ever get the thriller, say y'all sweat
You will never experience the excitement and intensity that I bring, causing you to feel intimidated and nervous


"Ya know that kid Treach, I took him out, he was no threat"
"You are aware of my reputation as a skilled rapper named Treach, and those who have tried to challenge me in the past were easily defeated and posed no threat to me"


Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day
You are fully aware that even on my worst day, I am still superior and more talented than you


Taking competition's what I do in the worst way
Engaging in competition and conquering opponents is something I excel at, approaching it with a fierce and relentless attitude


Quick to do a hit, for you most likely I spoiled ya
I am swift to deliver a powerful and impactful blow, and in your case, it is highly probable that I have already devastated and defeated you


I bored and ignored ya, then boringly floored ya
I intentionally disregarded and neglected your presence, only to finally overpower and humiliate you in a lackluster and uninteresting manner


The proof is in the footing, my collar ain't wooden
The evidence of my superior skills and abilities is clearly evident, and my confidence is unwavering and genuine


It takes more than an axe to tax, bless the children
It takes more than mere aggression or force to defeat me, as I possess divine protection and guidance


Physically, facially, racially made to be
Physically, in terms of appearance and race, I have been uniquely designed and destined to excel


Crazily paid or G, what a fucking way to be
Either I am incredibly successful and wealthy, or I possess an exceptional level of talent and skill, leaving others in awe


Hot damn, I'm a man with a hand plan
Wow, I am a confident and skilled individual with a clear strategy and purpose


This smack that then attract the new game plan
I deliver striking and impressive performances that attract attention and admiration, contributing to my innovative approach


Eat your big beef, digest the rest, test
Consume and overcome significant obstacles or challenges, processing them with ease and confidence


Shit, I was slept yet, then go to the next step
Despite being underestimated or overlooked, I will proceed to the next level or stage of my journey


That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live
My actions, words, and lifestyle consistently align with my skills and talent as a rapper


That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give
I consistently demonstrate and validate my abilities through my actions, continually progressing and contributing to the hip-hop culture


Making other brothers want to go home and write shit
I inspire and motivate other aspiring artists to reflect on their own skills and create impressive rhymes and lyrics


Bite what I might get, then up and say "I quit"
They attempt to imitate and replicate my style, only to eventually admit defeat and give up, realizing they cannot surpass me


Me here, got, oh what a beautiful dog
Here I am, possessing an impressive and captivating style and persona


From you ain't in amazing, want some paper plus a pen and tongue will do
Since you are not in a state of awe or amazement, you require some form of motivation such as money or a creative outlet to express yourself


Yoke the joker!
Assert dominance and control over the insignificant individual who dared to challenge us




Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: VINCENT E BROWN, ANTHONY SHAWN CRISS, KEIR GIST

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@thinkingoutloud6386

Yoke The Joker
Naughty By Nature
[Intro]
I'm telling you, I want this done quick, in and out
I want all that black market shit, everything
Grab all the tapes, all the cassettes
Who is it?
Where the shit? Everybody on the floor, nobody move
Face down, don't nobody look at me
Where the shit?
Yo Treach, Yoke the Joker
(New style, new style)
(My name is Treach and I'm a triple-star MC)
There are too many overnight MC's but one
And too many wacked who haven't paid dues
You have now entered the path of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and will get our just due, by terminating you

[Verse 1: Treach]
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A fuckin joker smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun
Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losin' is small talk
I ain't a punk or slouch and furthermore I don't scare chief
The reason I called you pussy cause you are what you eat, each
Lick it a little closer to the center of a Blow Pop
Don't speak when I am talkin, this is my fuckin sho-op
How dare you even try me? Don't you know you be funky, while
You're smilin backstage doin' your mother, ugh, doggystyle
I'm wild, raw, a whore and still suave
Check out this style that I've
Soul-simulated, sounds from a stocky
Semi-social, never seem sloppy
See silly slappin suckers, sorry saps and slouchers
Straps slammin stouch, smackin this mass is savvy
We see so-so-songs and some shots, so
Snatch seven samples, start slowly, go solo
Set the cassette stereo, sounds diffin'
Stood the Sagittarian, some marriage is a system
Smoke the joker, three times over
And owe her, go with the flow
Or I'm about to yoke a joker

[Verse 2: Treach]
All that straight-faced shit like your heart had been through
Smile and give your face somethin the fuck to do
You're ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly-wrinkled faced bastard
Someone needs to hit and run ya to run ya ass over backwards
Let's giddy up, yep yep, another fuck up
Grab your microphone, battle time, sho' nuff
Any freestyle I see while I prowl
I dial a new style, tell me about ooh child!
Another victory, it's mystery
I smoke your skull, your brain'll come blistery
All fuzzy, dirty, dizzy, does he
Get the things he needs? Remember how blistery?
You ain't ready for the Freddy of rap
You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me
Slicing your life away, just like my mic today
I eat you the psycho way, I'm rippin' shit right away...
I treat ya like a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust
Take you to a roof, sure you can fly, just jump slut
You think you might say a rhyme, then someone might order like
You couldn't wet shit up in a motherfuckin water fight
All lockjaw, look at the props y'all
So proud I'm sure, suck my encore's
Swingin a bolo, your flow goes solo
I'mma smoke ya
It's time to yoke the joker

[Verse 3: Treach]
The only way you wouldn't be gettin' dissed, jumped like a girlie
Is if your father would've bothered to pull it out early
You ain't got a single drip drop, you're stripped of hip-hop
If I see ya disagree, you'll be gettin your shit dropped
It's the extended version, the side you can't fuck with
You'll get the jimmy MC, you're swift to kick the bucket
I'm tired of Mr. Nice Guy, place your price high
Bet on a battle rhymer, tell my chances are sky high
Never would you ever get the thrill to say "Yo, sweat
Y'know that kid Treach, I took him out, he was no threat"
Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day
Takin' competition's what I do in the worst way
Quick to do a hit, for you most likely I spoiled ya
I bored and ignored ya, then boringly floored ya
The proof is in the puddin', my collar ain't wooden
It takes more than an axe to tax, bless the children
Physically, facially, racially made to be
Crazily paid; a G. What a fuckin way to be!
Hot damn, I'm a man with a hand plan
Pimp smack that then attract the new game plan
Eat your big beef, digest the rest, test
Shit, I was slept yet, then go to the next step
That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live
That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give
Makin' other brothers wanna go home and write shit
Bite what I might get, then up and say "I quit"
Me getting got? Oh, what a beautiful thought from you
Ain't it amazing what some paper plus a pen and tongue can do?
Yoke the joker!



@limits96

Lyrics

[Skit]
I'm telling you, I want this done quick, in and out
I want all that black market shit, everything
Grab all the tapes, all the cassettes
Who is it?
Where the shit? Everybody on the floor, nobody move
Where the shit? (Yo, Treach)
Yoke the joker

[Intro]
(New style, new style)
(My name is Treach and I'm a triple-star MC)
There are too many overnight MCs, one
And too many who haven't paid they dues (My name is Treach and I'm a triple-star MC)
You have now entered the frost of the Flavor Unit
And we, Naughty By Nature, will get our just due
By terminating you
(My name is Treach and I'm a triple-star MC)
(New style, new style)

[Verse 1: Treach]
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A fucking joker smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chun Li's temple, I would've turned out a shogun
Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losing is small talk
I ain't a punk or slouch and furthermore, I don't scare chief
The reason I called you pussy cause you are what you eat, each
Lick is a little closer to the center of a Blow Pop
Don't speak when I am talking, this is my fucking show-op
How dare you even try me? Don't you know you'll be funky while
He's smiling backstage doing your mother, ugh, doggystyle?
I'm wild, raw, a whore and still suave
Check out the style that I've
Soul-simulated, sounds from a stocky
Semi-social, never seem sloppy
See, silly-slapping suckers, sorry saps, and slouches
Straps slam in style, smacking, this man's a savage
Least see so-so-songs and some shots, so
Snatch seven samples, start slowly, go solo
Set the cassette stereo, sounds diffing
Strip the Sagittarius and marriage is a system
Smoke the joker three times over
And owe her
Go with the flow or I'm about to yoke a joker

[Interlude]
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)

[Verse 2: Treach]
All that straight-faced shit like your heart had been through
Smile and give your face something the fuck to do
You ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly-wrinkled faced bastard
Someone needs to hit-and-run it and run your ass over backwards
Let's giddy up, yep, yep, another fuck up
Grab your microphone, battle time, sure 'nough (New style)
Any freestyle I see while I prowl
I dial a new style, tell me 'bout ooh, child (New style)
Another victory, it's mystery
I smoke your skull, your brain'll come blistery
All fuzzy, dirty, dizzy, does he
Get the fix he needs? Remember how blistery? (New style)
You ain't ready for the Freddy of rap
You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me
Slicing your life away, just like my mic today
I eat you the psycho way, I'm ripping shit right away (Ripping shit right away)
I treat you like a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust
Take you to a roof, sure you can fly, just jump, slut
You think you might say a rhyme, then someone might order like
You couldn't wet shit up in a motherfucking water fight
All lockjaw, look at the props, y'all
So proud of, sure, suck my encores
Swinging a bolo, the flow go solo
I'ma smoke ya
It's time to yoke the joker

[Interlude]
(New style)
(New style)

[Verse 3: Treach]
The only way you wouldn't be getting dissed, jumped like a girlie (New style)
Is if your father would've bothered to pull it out early (New style)
You ain't got a single drip drop, you're stripped of hip-hop (New style)
If I see ya disagree, you'll be getting your shit dropped (New style)
It's the extended version, the side you can't fuck with
You'll get the jimmy, MC, you're swift to kick the bucket
I'm tired of Mr. Nice Guy, place your price high
Bet on a battle rhymer, tell my chances are sky high (New style)
Never would you ever get the thrill to say, "Yo, sweat
You know that kid Treach, I took him out, he was no threat"
Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day
Dicking competition's what I do in the worst way
Quick to do a hit for you, most likely, I spoiled you
Or brought you, ignored you, then broadly floored you
The proof is in the pudding, my collar ain't wooden
It takes more than an axe to tax, bless the children
Physically, facially, racially made to be
Crazily paid, a G, what a fucking way to be
Hot damn, I'm a man with a hand plan
Pimp smack that, then attract the new game plan
Eat your big beef, digest the rest, test
Shit, I was slept yet, then go to the next step
That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live (That's what I live)
That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give (That's what I give)
Making other brothers wanna go home and write shit
Bite what I might get, then up and say, "I quit"
Me getting got? (New style), oh, what a beautiful thought from you
Ain't it amazing what some paper plus a pen and tongue can do? (New style)
Yoke the joker

[Outro]
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)
(New style)



All comments from YouTube:

@jasonarmetta2723

Treach, probably the most underrated, amazing Street poets to EVER bless the mic! Much props and respect from a Jersey boy to the legendary rapper! LONG LIVE TREACH!!!

@jordanbriggs9689

In your own personal opinion why do you think Treach gets overlooked?

@dawhoda1

@Jordan Briggs because there's hundreds of others like him and they weren't a hard ass rap group. Just because eminem was down with them don't mean everyone think they God lol. Yes they're underrated but not as much as some say. It just happened to be one group who eminem(GOAT) took hold of in his lyrical mastersco. You down wit OPP?πŸ€¦β€β™‚οΈ

@dawhoda1

Master mind

@markusbanks7572

NEWARK IN THE BUILDING πŸ’ͺ..
MUCH RESPECT TO ALL MY JERSEY BROTHERS AND SISTERS AND FRIENDS!!

@davidvironet6344

​@dawhoda1 found the clown and his dumbass comment. Tell you don't know shit.
Wasn't anyone like Treach. Just cause you're used to today's soy boy rappers all sounding the same. You diffently didn't grow up in the 90s. Not counting you being a child toddler during that time. 90 i was 13 so yeah I get to talk the experiences of the 90s.

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@matthewgruchow6905

When this album dropped I was too young to get the unedited cassette tape. But I wore that tape out. So, now at 40 I'm still enjoying the hell out of this. Thanks Naughty for helping me get through a tough childhood.

@sallgoodman2323

Love this shit still

@robbratcherii

I was born in 1982. This was my first hip-hop album in 5th grade. Still banging it 30 years later.

@UgOs99

I grew up on naughty by nature.

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