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Naughty By Nature – Yoke the Joker


Yoke the Joker!!!!
[laughter] 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 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 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, I’ll slot’cha, furthermore I don’t scare chief
The reason I called you ‘pussy’ cos you are what you eat, each look is a little closer to the centre of a blowpipe
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 mother, ugh, doggystyle Hot, wild, raw, whores’ still suave
*laughter* 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, mackin this mass is savvy We see so-so-songs and some shots, so
snaps steppin separate, 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 All that straight faced shit like your heart had been thru
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 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 rippin 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 motherfuckin water fight All luck y’all, look at the props y’all
So proud I’m sure, suck my encore’s Swingin a bolo, your flow goes solo
I’ll smoke ya
It’s time to yoke the joker The only way you would be gettin 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 disagreein, you’ll be gettin 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
“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 footin, 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 fuckin 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 Makin other brothers wanna go home and write shit
Bite what I might get, then up and say “I quit” Me here, got, oh what a beautiful dawg
From you ain’t in amazing, want some paper plus a pen and tongue can do Yoke the joker!


Reader Comments

  1. Damn dude had barz 🎤
    Why he aint never mentioned when people talk about tha greatest ? Mad underrated

  2. Straight hip hop legends right here. Hip hop legends, Jersey legends, East Orange hood legends, and Treach is a lyrical legend

  3. I can tell right away from the way Treach is spitting, Eminem sounds like him. Especially the word play and the punchlines just like Treach

  4. I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
    Take that ass to the point you have to ask for your ass back

  5. "That's what i do, thats what i say, that's what i live.
    That's what i prove, that's what i move, that's what i give"

  6. Being a teenager in the 90’s brought me here. NBN, 2 live crew, slick rick, warren g. Yeah baby 🇦🇺👍🏽. 2019 still kicking this shit

  7. Treach is so underrated. Some of Naughty's music hasn't aged all that well, but Treach's lyrics and delivery are timeless.

  8. I really despise so called hip hop fans who need Eminem to validate It.. and we all know why. Fanbase Is cancer and It would've died along with Ems career after 05
    If he wasn't white. Sure he made some DECENT albums 15 years ago with a good flow but no substance and pop parody videos got old , he chose worse beats than Nas
    that's an accomplishment.

  9. "Something From Nothing" brought me here.
    This shit right here is that my dad kept me from as a child. Glad I caught up to it now when I'm older. I was wild enough as a child, and I don't know what might have happened if I was deep into this. Damn, the first few bars from Treach, I can hear a little bit of Kool G in his flow. Syllables, metaphors and fire for days!

  10. Treach is so far ahead of the game. Hes 10 levels above evryone. I cant even say his ryhmes bc there so complicated!

  11. Nothing happened to hip hop its right here look no further and it will never go anywhere…long as we have these legends…for it is timeless!!

  12. Treach brought a whole different perspective and style to hip hop. Definitely a legend, underrated and under appreciated in this age. Everybody that's a real hip hop head knows how Naughty by Nature was in steady rotation in the 90's.

  13. Yoke the Joker!
    laughter
    Intro: Treach
    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 we will just do, 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, I'll slot'cha, furthermore I don't scare chief
    The reason I called you 'pussy' cos you are what you eat, each
    look is a little closer to the centre of a blowpipe
    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 mother, ugh, doggystyle
    Hot, wild, raw, whores' still suave
    laughter 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, mackin this mass is savvy
    We see so-so-songs and some shots, so
    snaps steppin separate, 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 thru
    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 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 rippin 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 motherfuckin water fight
    All luck y'all, look at the props y'all
    So proud I'm sure, suck my encore's
    Swingin a bolo, your flow goes solo
    I'll smoke ya
    It's time to yoke the joker
    Verse 3: Treach
    The only way you would be gettin 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 disagreein, you'll be gettin 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
    "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 footin, 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 fuckin 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
    Makin other brothers wanna go home and write shit
    Bite what I might get, then up and say "I quit"
    Me here, got, oh what a beautiful dawg
    >From you ain't in amazing, want some paper plus a pen and tongue will do
    Yoke the joker!

    Read more: Naughty By Nature – Yoke The Joker Lyrics | MetroLyrics

  14. It is funny i hear some young people say 50 cent is old school .i am thinking whhhhaaattttt you talking about and remain silent .furious 5 got paid in full and stayed in the hotel motel holiday as the fat boy sit out from eating burgers . Who gonna beat the street .

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