“Now I know you all…yeah
You may be debatin’ it
But when you all started out like me
You were all born naked
So I’ve got something to tell you
You’re not better than anybody else
So when you dis the J’s
You just dis yourself”Come in here when you have something to say, but don’t feel like going through all of the hassle to put some clothes on. No shirt, no shoes, no pants, no underwear, no problem. In here, everyone is equal!!!
Say you take a shower and think of a great thing to post while lathering up. Well, hop on out of the shower, you don’t even need a towel, and post it here.
[Originator not responsible for damage to computer from dripping water.]Inspired by…
“(I Was Born) Naked” by
2 Skinnee J’s formerly known as
Too Skinnee J’s From the album
‘American Heroes’Genesis…Book 1, Verse 1
In the beginning, get your skin out the sun
Back at the start, when everybody was nude
The Rude Boys were nude boys with nothing to prove
Yeah!
Then came the fall and all the crap
Everyday a judgment day and someone’s kicking ass
I’ve had it, I’m pissed…enough is enough
This stuff ain’t so tough when you’re down in the buff
I won’t tell anyone else how to be
You can be yourself, but just let me be me
Yeah!
My skinny skin is just my dapper wrapper
You know that doesn’t matter to the biased attacker
Writer…a wrecker…I’m weaker and I’m lighter
Took a sneaker to my head, ‘cause I’m a lover not a fighter
We come in molars…choppers and incisors
And remember what we got, so put on our masks and our disguises
We all got spleens, and unlike Chiquita, we come in more than thirty-seven shapes and sizes
Now I’m gonna break it down to the basics
The facts are there, you have to face it
You can’t replace the bass or erase it
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
Yo! Mister M. you’re not wearing any clothes
And your busy body’s got a nosey nose
A chinnity-chinnity-chin and ten little toes
Or maybe you don’t, it just doesn’t matter
‘Cause the shorter, the taller, or the thinner, or the fatter
As a matter of the fact, it’s a fact of the matter
‘Cause your mealy-mouth is just a spigot of bigotry
And you step up hard like you want to abuse me
But wait a minute…first, you’ll have to excuse me
Why I strip you down to your birthday suit
I think at this point the point is moot
Hell no!
I didn’t come to preach, only to remind you
Like everybody else, you gotta butt behind you
You know you gotta do it every day of the week
You gotta eat, breath, drink, piss, shit, pee, sleep
Now I’m gonna break it down to the basics
The facts are there, you have to face it
You can’t replace the bass or erase it
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
Yo…yo!
Now I know you all…yeah
You may be debatin’ it
But when you all started out like me
You were all born naked
So I’ve got something to tell you
You’re not better than anybody else
So when you dis the J’s
You just dis yourself
On the back of that ass
The hand bone connected to the backbone connected to your nose bone connected to your bonehead…your bonehead
My leg bone connected to my butt bone connected to your ass bone, so I’ll tell ya what I said
Imagine, if you would, a world in which the Armies and Navies were all buck naked
Could you shoot a man in his birthday suit? Could you shoot? Would you shoot? Could you choose?
Naked…like the day you were born
Naked…like the sheep that was shorn
Naked…like an actor who does porn
Naked…like just shucked corn
Naked…no clothes being worn
Naked…first thing in the morn
Naked…like the truth being sworn
Naked!
Naked!
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
I-I-I-I-I-I was born naked
