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 water while fishing.
  Bust the move and then swerve
  Serve words with nerve embedded I said it word
  Damn, you nerd man, you heard
  Coming from the town of Illy and alleys are
  full of Phillies and Rallys suckers get
  Silly as Sally then found in alleys, I'm rowdy really
  
  1-So here we go now,
  Holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flow
  
  Never mixing with tricking brothers bitching
  Over fixins that ain't fittin to be hittin.
  On nothin splittin things that's bitten
  And gettin written off
  Like a fatter bad bladder boy ya pissing me off
  Before you even started so what
  So long see you fly by my try how else
  Could I say it when you play it try boom bye bye.
  (rpt 1, 1)
  
  The flow pro poetical with skills only
  A vet'll know better know where's
  The wetter flow that'son point like
  Decimals manhandlin new crews
  Partying with the Zoo Crew
  Looking for the pink in poo poo.
  I thought you knew too stone style is of stamina
  Jammin ta while we plannin ta jam
  We bust plus we're the party
  Amateur damager managin damagin mics
  Men and even mannequins.
  You're a fan again now I wanna know whose the man again?
  Naughty's back like vertibrates word to hey-a-ho
  The way I show you pray I flow
  Steady breakin to the boogie so bang time
  To slang bang and watch all the poo tang tangs hang
  (rpt 1, 1)
  
  Play and Kay'll break the body of a beat
  The beat the break into boogie
  Firm and fully chase bass lines like bullies
  All we wanna know is if your body wanna party
  It's nuff poo tang tang for everybody
  So hip up and split up get up
  Get up your wit up souped up put your dukes up
  No guts set up for sit ups flip up watch us rip up.
  Shakes shows until they fizz up
  Rizz up like your with us if not zip up
  You lip up whip up.
  Hits with ransom's foul styles get and ones
  We come back cause we heard
  Hip hop needed another anthem
  Black like Noah in fact and for ya
  If we was back in the days with the Drifters
  We would've been known as the Flowers
  Bevin these since the seventies
  Find me so we went crazy in the eighties
  So we won't kiss heinies in the nineties
  Oops the Naughty's troop in sections of forties
  So clap your hands and hold your shorty I'm Naughty.
  (rpt 1, 1)