Naughty by Nature Connections Lyrics

Poverty’s Paradise Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro Skit
  • 2 Poverty’s Paradise
  • 3 Clap Yo Hands
  • 4 City of Ci‐Lo
  • 5 Hang Out and Hustle
  • 6 It’s Workin’
  • 7 Holdin’ Fort
  • 8 Chain Remains
  • 9 Feel Me Flow
  • 10 Craziest
  • 11 Radio Skit
  • 12 Sunshine
  • 13 Webber (skit)
  • 14 Respect Due
  • 15 World Go Round
  • 16 Klickow‐Klickow
  • 17 Double I (skit)
  • 18 Slang Bang
  • 19 Shout Out
  • 20 Outro
  • 21 Connections
  • **** the toughest I'm danger-ous its rowdy
    ************s are up and outty the roughest sucker plucker since they found me
    Openin' up a can of clash clicks six-packs of *** whips, pints
    And fifths of asses, burnt to ashes
    You've been spined, twisted, blistered and spun up in and lifted
    **** boy ya free paper bum it's called I got connections, like Poonanny to erections
    I saw selected sets son for my selection stretchin' sections etchin' and sketchin'
    To revive, reset and then set inspections
    For the wet ones to the next ones, yes one, step son and get one
    Comin' from behind is the line yours for a nine war
    Walk ***** mind yours, of crime wars will find yours
    The hot one will spot one, shock one and stop one
    Crews will conquer as tough as Tonka now I got one

    I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh
    I got connections; I get that *** stuck like glue
    I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh
    I got connections; I get that *** stuck like glue --> Method Man

    [Road Dawgs]
    State of shock, it's a greater plot that made us stop
    The thunder from with under will make the whole of cradle rock, hah
    Ken Boogie just hit me on the horn in California
    Born in Fort July Fourth you're sworn to bangin' and warrin'
    Road Dawgs you assume right first draft kick
    Practic tactics of a great Western-type saloon fight
    Caution, courage what I bring when I approach this
    Punks stays focused notice devotions and commotion's of cruddy's corrosive
    Top gun and explosive motion East Coastin' deep
    Throughout notions of all the shops I'm closin'

    Hey yo, I play emcees like this I look 'em in the eye I know he's tense
    And I break him like a ***** so I know there's no defense
    So at night when I creep, only want 'em, while he's awake not asleep
    By the way all I seek all I keep, so don't sleep

    [Cruddy Click]
    ***** what's the realest?
    Rap pillars got the power to blow up spots from here to the Watts Tower
    *****s can feel us, do you want to deal us?
    It be the illest in Naughty it takes a fool to learn that love don't love nobody
    My department be collections remember that
    Love Child got connections ain't no **********in' question

    [Road Dawgs]
    I'm deep with a vicious vendetta
    Silence prospectors, objectors to my lectures constructed as architecture
    Expressions of terror shakin' cold fingers of fear careers I spear
    Prepare for a year full of nightmares

    Get 'em back and don't come near me
    When appraochin' me come sincerely I don't fear the
    Others that don't like that I stack papers, yearly
    Merely mentioned men they don't come steppin' to Vin
    Anywhere I go, everywhere I flow
    I'm bringin' it back home to my twins and I got friends
    And friends don't let their friends drive drunk
    So I suggest you grab your friends before I go and pop my trunk
    And best believe I come correct so yo, what you want to do?

    I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh
    I got connections; I get that *** stuck like glue
    I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh
    I got connections; I get that *** stuck like glue --> Method Man
    I got connections; I get that *** stuck like glue --> Method Man

    hey yo what up ***** I here you the man now yo
    (Yo what up my ***** you know I ain't the man
    But I got connections (right) for you what you need?)
    Yeah, yeah, yo, yo check this out
    I need you to handle a little something for me though on the real though
    (You know I might not can't slip and do that right now
    But I got somebody to come through)
    Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo I need you to take care of it man
    (Yo I put this on everything I love man, it's real sneaky, sister hood
    Females sneak up in here and come through (yeah)

    [Kandi Kain]
    235 degrees and the mics about to be freezin'
    Emcee season on those who treason
    I'm droppin' drinks like a pint of cool breeze, then
    Intoxication, a million copies in circulation
    Just a small indication to let you know Kandi Kain
    Equals no intimidation on this naughty demonstration
    Eighteen plus a hundred *****s that I run wit
    On that one **** keepin' you outnumbered
    Collidin' with perfection, every direction can't pay enough protection
    Cause I got the Illtown to Inglewood connections

    Written by: Vincent E Brown, Anthony Shawn Criss, K. Gist, Keir Lamont Gist, Osten Harvey, Osten S Harvey, Clifford Smith, Christopher Wallace
    Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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