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Clap Yo Hands

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 I am still thirsty, oh meercy!
It's worse see, come firs see, oh curse me! It's Jersey!
Slappin' through the skins now a trends backin' in
Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac 10's
No lights skip the cameras we haul action in
Its Naughty plannin' an orgy, already back again
Kay's trackin' this so clicks clap to this as we rap to this
Hoochies pop their coochies and slap their hips
Even when in Texas with no gear troopin'
That's when I find the baddest broads in Houston boostin'
Breakdown feel the party
Put your hands together everybody
All the ladies in the house I call the honies first
Cause it's pure and ya sure, sure ta get your money's worth
So just...
 
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
To all my people on the left, 'Clap To This'
To all my people on the right, 'Clap To This'
To all my people on the top, 'Clap To This'
And in the front don't stop, 'Clap To This'
 
And to those other mc's: Naughty By Nature fall? Nigga please!
We just took the time to form three companies
Now the whole industry
Awaits the new recital
I'll take your favorite idol I'll crumple up their title
In their face cause I'm fed up with that same ol' crap
Lack of developing your crew that's why your stage show's wack!
 
So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop and I'm VinRock
I'm holdin' down the fort around my block
I reign in this game jackin'other people's props
Many crews only stress me
Petty fools try to test me
Very few impress me, bless me
I sneeze upon the wack
No one but us could do it like that to me the rest's considered scrap
Fact: Naughty niggas will never be defeated
Come and try word God, word to life, I put that on the double I
 
Clap Your Hands This Evening. Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
Clap Your Hands This Evening. Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
 
According to the calculations from the slums it's hittin'
Hey! Kay makes tracks all funky like raw chittlins
Styles are splitin' think I'm kiddin'? well nigga listen
Clap long and steady til your palm's sore & sweaty
Started cutting more than petty confetty
Right after I said bye bye to Ali Ba Ba the punany papa's machete
Hope ya ready, but if you're not, guard ya knot
Grill, nose opposed to blows that's all the same spot
Still chill I rock real and raw like a brawl's a small fight
Shorty taking tall mics so practice saying alright
Ah-ight? - the party is tight
Pass the ball all in the back head towards the front cause the wall
Won't fall
I might make moves and motions
Start a crammed commotion
Make kitties and titties in the city glow like lotion
Remember freestyles where freebies
Systems still sound like CB's, leat tracks leave them wheaties
I'm greedy, can't see me
Wit bifoc's I fry then fly folks with high hopes
Watch my smoke now why choke
Sly stroke get by nope now negro
You were, dead-ass wrong
Head too strong
Now here's your zero
We can get deep like way down
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk ships and missing mobsters
Hip-hoppers know hard, guess who's back again
That Naughty click clan to make you clap your hands!
 
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all Say It's Alright
To all my people on the left, 'Clap To This'
To all my people on the right, 'Clap To This'
To all my people on the top, 'Clap To This'
And in the front don't stop, 'Clap To This'
 

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Up

It's two o'clock on the edge of the morning
She's running magical circles around my head
I hitch a ride on a dream she's driving
She turns to kiss me, I crash back into bed
Across the street on a grayed out Monday
I see the girl with the eyes I can't describe
And suddenly it's a perfect Sunday
And everything is more real than life

I think I'm back in the dream
I think I'm back on the ceiling
It's such a beautiful feeling
Going up
She lights me up
She breaks me up
She lifts me up

You find a mystery bound in perfection
You've got to read, but you don't wanna reach the end
Cause what if everything beautiful's fiction
And this reality's just pretend?

And then I'm back in the dream
I'm looking up at the ceiling
It's such a beautiful feeling

Going up
She lights me up
She breaks me up
She lifts me up

Up to the stars she shows me
Dame Street, George's Street, miles below me
Up where the world won't let us down
(Na, na, na, na)

Going up
(It's two o'clock on the edge of the morning)
She lights me up
(She's running magical circles around my head)
She breaks me up
(I hitch a ride on a dream she's driving)
She lifts me up

Way Out

[Hook]
Cinnamon seats, bass boat flakes, yeah, sprayed out
Drunk as a fool, throwing that Jim Beam back until I’m laid out
Homie, I’m on my Catfish Billy shit, I’m talking way out
Dude, I’m way out, I’m talking way out
Rolling country side anywhere that I go, hey now
Trunk on 'quake, cops pulling up they telling me “turn it way down”
Homie, I’m on my Catfish Billy shit, I’m talking way out
Dude, I’m way out, I’m talking way out
 
[Verse 1]
Yeah, intergalactic, out of my mind and into traffic
In a pair of Converse, tryna' climb Mount Everest with nothin' in my backpack
It’s me: A son of a bitch, a child of a prick
A stepson you don’t wanna hit
Ooo wee, no, not him, not Lil Wayne, Michael Wayne
Who you thought it would be?
Damn right, and I’m on a tightrope
Screaming out loud, 'Bitch, fuck my life!'
I ain’t never give a fuck, I could never give a fuck now
So put the chain on my bike, yeah
Throw that bitch back on the sprocket, give me the pistol before you cock it
Let me throw a bullet in the clip for luck, for us
Poor us, yeah popping these, shocking, ain’t it mane?
Well, I guess nobody wants to be broke, right? Black or white
Paint the frame
‘Cause I’m only used to refusing the stereotypes of a name
I ain’t a name; I’m a soul, I’m a piece of gold
I’m a pro, I’m a piece of shit too
Do what I gotta do if I gotta roll, Guess what?
I’mma roll all over you, when I’m riding
 
[Hook]
Cinnamon seats, bass boat flakes, yeah, sprayed out
Drunk as a fool, throwing that Jim Beam back until I’m laid out
Homie, I’m on my Catfish Billy shit, I’m talking way out
Dude, I’m way out, I’m talking way out
Rolling country side anywhere that I go, hey now
Trunk on 'quake, cops pulling up they telling me “turn it way down”
Homie, I’m on my Catfish Billy shit, I’m talking way out
Dude, I’m way out, I’m talking way out
 
[Verse 2]
Used to watch my beeper chirp, blue dickies and a black Raiders Shirt
My world was a little-bitty spot in the universe outside of Earth
Tennessee bound, Alabama born, I came down in a meteor storm
Media wrong, media write, right ‘em a wrong, ring the alarm
Duck under your desk, children go, this building is about to blow
I don’t know what I’mma do with this feeling inside of my mind and soul
I’m a one-in-a-million human show
Should've been the motherfucking Truman Show
But if you seen me getting raped as a child
You probably wouldn’t give me room to grow
Heavy blow, take a heavy sigh
Like a runner on the daily, he's high, oh my
We’ll be good, baby boy, don’t cry
I can make a boat with a book of rhymes
God made me the Cherokee like no
I can’t let the world off the hook this time
And if you didn’t want this Catfish shit
Then bitch, you should've never shook that line
Readied that hook, took this time, to press play then rewind
I would rather be drunk than be blind
To the space-age pimp shit that I combine
With what I know, rock-and-roll
I’m so famous, Country Fresh
That I can’t take one step in the fuckin’ street when I’m in public
So I get in them...
 
[Hook]
Cinnamon seats, bass boat flakes, yeah, sprayed out
Drunk as a fool, throwing that Jim Beam back until I’m laid out
Homie, I’m on my Catfish Billy shit, I’m talking way out
Dude, I’m way out, I’m talking way out
Rolling country side anywhere that I go, hey now
Trunk on 'quake, cops pulling up they telling me “turn it way down”
Homie, I’m on my Catfish Billy shit, I’m talking way out
Dude, I’m way out, I’m talking way out
 

Kiss Bang

I got my bags packed
And I'm ready to go
Tell me one damn thing I ain't already know
Got my bags packed and I'm ready to run
But then she pulled me back in with a kiss, bang
 
Saw a gun
Someone hits the floor
She told me, 'Better step back from that open door'
Got my bags packed can't take no more
But then she pulled me back in with a kiss, bang
 
My lady caught me
Yeah she caught me
Yeah she caught me with another woman in my bed
She got the gun out of the closet
Yeah she cocked it and she put the barrel to my head
She said, 'You told me that you loved me last night
I should've known that you would never act right
Oh lord
Give me a reason to believe in you
And tell me why I shouldn't go and end your life'
 
I got my bags packed
And I'm ready to go
Tell me one damn thing I ain't already know
Got my bags packed and I'm ready to run
But then she pulled me back in with a kiss, bang
 
Saw a gun
Someone hits the floor
She told me, 'Better step back from that open door'
Got my bags packed can't take no more
But then she pulled me back in with a kiss, bang
 
I tried to tell her
Tried to tell her
Tried to tell her she's the only woman in my plans
But then my side chick started getting violent
And tried to pull the piece from her hand
The shot was loud and then the flash so bright
That I was blinded nearly lost my sight
Oh lord
Couldn't do nothing, nah I never saw it coming
Hit the ground running for my life
 
Oh
I got my bags packed
And I'm ready to go
Tell me one damn thing I ain't already know
I got my bags packed and I'm ready to run
Mmm, but then she pulled me back in with a kiss, bang
 
But then she pulled me back in with a kiss, bang
 
No, I never meant to hurt nobody
No, I never meant to hurt nobody
No, I never meant to hurt nobody
No
But then she pulled me back in with a kiss, bang
 

The experience of love

I know you dream a lot
Holding on to lies.
And you wait around
For someone to know where you hide.
 
In your dreams, you feel a lot
But you keep it all inside.
And you close your eyes
It helps keep you alive.
 
But the experience of loving
Won’t take all the pain away.
Just understanding for the first time
What you feel inside, love is in your life.
 
Leave the dreams behind.
Breathing in the scent of love.
Leave the dreams behind.
Sensing life in everything under the sky.
 
But the experience of loving
Won’t take all the pain away.
Just understanding for the first time
What you feel inside, love is in your life.
 
The experience of love, under the sky.
Sensing life...
The experience of love
For the first time.
Under the sky...
 
Won’t take all the pain away...
The experience of love, under the sky.
When love is in your life...
The experience of love.
Take it below, feel the flow,
Hold it close, don’t let it go.
The experience of love...