J Dilla - Make it Hurt lyrics

We gon' change things Yea, Genesis n***as We gotta introduce y'all to the motherf**in new millenium bounce Yea, two-thousand and one hot sh** hot sh** c'mon All my n***as in the place, all my b**hes in the place C'mon, c'mon, let's get to it Let's get to it, let's get to it All my n***as and my b**hes let's get to it New milleni-n***a bounce, new millenium bounce C'mon, c'mon, c'mon [Verse One] Aiyyo it's colder than a muh'f**a, who just let the hawk in? n***a guess who just walked in? Lynch, most (?) makes them other n***as sit upon the bench broke Then I step up in a trenchcoat n***a Got no time to be f**in with them wonderama n***as Let me loosen up your bra-strap mama n***a LISTEN UP! Look how we be rippin up and got the party pickin up And got you n***as spittin up sh*t No pain, n***a never no gain, n***a no strain O.D. into my c**aine music Spit that venom; pretty thick b**hes walk by If you let 'em p**y printin through they denim Take her for a ride 'round the block, let her enjoy the whip Drop her off, let her walk the strip Ain't it funny how nature work? Make b**hes wanna bounce on a n***a 'til they make it hurt, c'mon [Hook] Shake yo' sh** until you make it hurt Throw yo' p**y 'til you make it hurt Pop that sh** until you make it hurt Bounce 'til you really wanna make it hurt Now bang yo' head until you make it hurt C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt Pound that sh** until we make it hurt Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt [Verse Two] Are we ever gonna stop n***a? HECK NO! sh** now let me rip the muh'f**a from the get-go, n***a Let go 'fore you make a n***a wanna let the tec blow b**hes dancin like a stepshow, n***a Violate n***a, you gets no love, ghetto Only give a n***a show love ditto Your clique too little, f** givin n***as a riddle f** around I turn your wife into a widow Nitro n***a, make you wanna wild on the floor Like a bunch of little psycho n***as Presto, sh** we got a expo of b**hes in here Whylin like a bunch of lesbo b**hes The best show of b**hes, so electro b**hes, c'mon Get on your mark, get ready set go b**hes Then we go and add a little propane to it Then we send another whole flame through it Clear everything in my path, before I split you in half You wack n***a, better get you a staff The freak b**hes try to hit me with math Brushin off wack n***as while them same b**hes givin me a**, yo Now let me give you more hot sh**, just for the record And make b**hes wanna get a**-naked, c'mon Party 'til you wanna lash out Better yet, y'all n***as party 'til you motherf**in pa** out! [Hook] [Verse Three] C'mon! Throw yo' hands up high y'all Light yo' L, get high y'all sh** you can't deny y'all Don't lie y'all, don't try y'all All my n***as inside y'all C'mon, let's start that sh** y'all C'mon, and you know we won't quit Then bang n***as with hit after hit y'all, c'mon In the meantime n***a just pa** me the Henny, c'mon Little Cris' and a bottle of the Remi Write a bit and STILL sortin it out Flipmode up in this muh'f**a n***a, whatchu talkin about? Hold up - a lot of people ain't compatible n***a They be buggin on how a n***a spend capital n***a Ain't it funny how nature work? Hot sh**'ll make 'em bounce 'til she really wanna make it hurt, c'mon [Hook] - repeat 2X