The Naz - Funkadelic, Sly Stone

Lookit, all you cats and kitties out there whipping and wailing and ya jumping

Up and down sucking up all that old juice

Hitting and telling each other you’re the greatest cat in the wilderness

Turned around and captain was the cruelest, the strongest, sweetest cat that

ever stomped around on this sweet swinging sphere

And they call this here cat, the Naz

Naz was a carpenter kid, he had a hammer and a nail

He was like, like that

People wanna see what the Naz was like

Like wounded and walking, kicking him down the street walking done the path

Twelve hundred of them cats for kitties out there behind the Naz

And you look in the corner of their eyes and you see a little cat with the big

free

You see that Naz?

Naz said, «He living on the plain.»

Walks from the twiddly little cat with the big frame

Looked down into the golden eyes of the soul and said, «Straightening!»

He, whipped that cat like everybody done blast for him

He put the bags straight on that girl

Hehe

(Yeah, he got the dig in and now you dug him before)

They want me to play the radio, the video, the audio, the voomvavoom,

the audi-a, the voomvavoom, the audi-a, the voomvavoom, the radio, the video,

the audio, the voomvavoom, the audi-a, the voomvavoom

They want me to play the radio, the video, the audio, the voomvavoom,

the audi-a, the voomvavoom, hehehe

You know how he do, but if you don’t you’ll find out

Yeah, he got the dig in and now you dug him before

You know how he do, but if you don’t you’ll find out

Yeah, he got the dig in and now you dug him before

Now there’s so many of them running behind the Naz

Before you know it’s twelve thousand of them cats and kitties out there

Now they got to get out of town, he taking up all them

They gets 'bout forty-two miles out of town and ain’t nobody got the first

biscuit

Naz turned around said, «Yeah, yeah, huh, y’all hungry?

Ain’t ya', babies?»

Naz got them in deep piss and in one hand came

Go to the Honeydew Street and in the other was one of them old Mississippi

River wish he hadn’t taken it on fish

He spoke, cats flipped

The Naz never did nothing friendly

He made it, he laid it

Check this out, some of us trying not to be the leaders

Naz did that, Naz said we might as well all go at the same vibration

The Naz said one thing to find out does the crowd, to Naz ever though he answers

The Naz said, «Please,.

Glory, hallelujah»