Yoke the joker   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 terminatin' 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 no punk, I'll slot'cha, furthermore I don't scare chief   The reason I called you 'pussy' 'cuz 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   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 [Incomprehensible] 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 hiphop   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 amazin'   Want some paper plus a pen and tongue can do   Yoke the joker