Respect

Oh! Fugit Twins, of course!
Yo, pay attention to what we doin right now
It's a Naughty By Nature mixtape!
I'm sorry, what?
Featuring Garden State Greats
We gon' run through this shit
Tachi Ali on this one, respect!
Uh-huh

We don't do it for a check, man we do it for respect
We don't do it for a check, man we do it for respect
When you do it for a check, it just ain't the same effect

If you feel it in your blood, wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head

Yo, yo, yo, check it
Some people do it for the money, some doin it for the fame
Some doin it for bitches, swear that they pursuin the game
Eight million different stories but all of 'em sound the same
Go find a nine-to-five and stay in your motherfuckin lane
This is real hip-hop, and we protect it with a passion
Smashin, niggas replacin skill with materialistic flashin
The game's on life support, it's past unbearable
And your shit's soundin Charles Barkley, terrible

Reppin Sir Trick the Ruler, never succumb to losers
This one for your medulla, Naughty, we came to school ya
So if you feel me and you love hip-hop
Throw your hands in the air and let your head just rock
Like this

We don't do it for a check, man we do it for respect
We don't do it for a check, man we do it for respect
When you do it for a check, it just ain't the same effect

If you feel it in your blood, wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head

Wave your hands and nod your head

Once upon a time, two turntables and a mic
Three verses and a hook, a nice mix to make it tight

Four minute song, take it to the label which you like

When you play it, they get hype, sign you up, change your life
But that day's gone, really though
Nowadays, all you need's a video with five or six pretty hoes
They wanna see how many CD's you can sell in seven days
That ain't hip-hop, I think "rap" is a better phrase
Runnin 'round town, bunch of clowns like Krusty now
The politics, the videos, the radio disgust me now

Formulas is pitiful, the audio, the visual
They songs is unoriginal, they borin and they miserable
The auras I'm familiar to, gone and they invisible
They music used to touch me like the organs in the spiritual
But you can tell the difference who do it for the charts
Who do music for a check and who do music from they heart

We don't do it for a check, man we do it for respect
We don't do it for a check, man we do it for respect
When you do it for a check, it just ain't the same effect

If you feel it in your blood, wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head

Wave your hands and nod your head

You will lay, this ain't play nor a true lie
I do mine, dirt all by my lonely 'til I do buy land in Dubai
I show you an urban Ayatollah touchin boobies
I be sellin coochie 'til it's a wrap like a doobie

Do me? Undoable, my nuts are still chewable
My space, I need my space, my Uncle Vinny here is Googleable
Hit a group of groupies, fuck you, sue me
Hit it like a stogie, two reasons that they call her Coochie Lucy
I'm a schemin fucka, my fucks are even tougha
My odds are even even, plus I'm known to be a cleavage clutcha

Get the shit from Shelly that work across from Kelly
That's right, and get the package from the fuckin Smelly Deli
And don't order word up, could be a dirty merger
She nasty, she might go and sell your ass a booger burger
Mommies call me Super Papi, I hit the cougars probably
Super cocky, I'm hot like miso soup and saki saki

We don't do it for a check, man we do it for respect
We don't do it for a check, man we do it for respect
When you do it for a check, it just ain't the same effect

If you feel it in your blood, wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head
Wave your hands and nod your head

Wave your hands and nod your head

Oh! East Orange, Brick City, Illtown, Essex County
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