Poverty's Paradise

Verse 1: Treach My thoughts are thundering, tumblin Sons of bitches, switches, from yelling ta mumbling You ain't a pal of me, my family ties but not wit Mallory My analogy ain't for salary, as I roll reality thru galaxies Four centuries, it's sent t

Coming out the alleyways of illtown Producer extraordinaire kaygee Followed by the backbone, vinrock And the last to fall onto this planet: me Falling through the earth with a burst first for ya Clapping ya hands now we must say errah! For sure, but

(Treach) Fuck the toughest I'm danger-ous its rowdy motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest sucker plucker since they found me Openin' up a can of clash clicks six-packs of ass whips, pints and fifths of asses, burnt to ashes You've been spined,

Life is a roll like the dice and you know? [Repeat: x3] Do you want to play? Now if you, base out and ace out Ace is an ass out Also an ass whip You catch quick those who catch it most don't last it down on Doogan They rollin' two deep, so they ain't

(Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Where's that cat? Here kitty, kitty, kitty) Intro/Chorus: Honey, um, yes, um take me to the crib and get naughty, um *repeat* Verse 1: Treach Are those bullets in ya bra or are your nipples glad to see me Been wishin since

Naughty By Nature Feel Me Flow You 'bout to feel the chronicles of a bionical lyric lyrically splittin dismissin I'm on a mission of just hitting now it's written and kitten hittin wit mittens I'm missing wishing man listen I glisten like sun and wat