[Psycho Les]
People call me the drunk, off the thick funk
Just to prove I'm ?luida? bag your whole start like ?meshuda?
Click back, put a hollow point cap in your temple
We get caught, it's strictly mental
A stone crook, I don't go by the book
You can't fool me with your

Psycho Les]
Coming straight out the forest, rapping shit like a Brontosaurus
I lost him, I don't know where the hell my dinosaur is
Must be the weed, babe, I forget
Down a 40 on the set with my man Bobba Fett
Now it's 12 midnight and I'm looking for a victim...
Aiight, he

Intro-
What we gonna do right here is......
Yeah, yeah, come on, come on
Yeah, yeah, come on, come on, come on
Check it out, check it out
Yo, yo, yo who the fuck is that nigga rhymin' on the mic?
Who is this motherfucker?

Psycho les-
It's the wicked, nigger with

[ Psycho Les ]
Groovy
Haha
Dude
Put your drinks up
Put your drinks up
Put your drinks up
Put your drinks up
Let the beat go
Come on
Put your l's up
Come on
Yeah
Say what
Big Psych, nigga
What's your name?

[ VERSE 1: Psycho Les ]

[JuJu]

East to West, even if you wearin a vest
They gon' find you with a crowbar dug in your chest
Look at the best, still only second or less
And even he said he don't want it with me, figure the rest
Bigger distress, whole crew avoidin the rest
You know the name

Sh-sh-shake it, Sh-sh-shake it

[Psycho Les]
I put my hand on my rhyme book and promise to say the truth
When I, enter the studio and blaze the booth
And make a joint to raise the roof
And leave the place roofless
Intoxicated Demons demonic like the group KISS
I gets

[biz markie & little girl]
Mm.... drop!
Yes indeed, it's the biz markie with the beatnuts
And i'm gonna count along with this girl like this
One, two we'll come for you
Three, four you better lock your door
Five, six beatnuts in the mix
Seven, eight now let's get

[Intro]
Beatnuts Word Up
Get hi hi high
We puff la la la la la la la la la
And we all just hi hi high
We puff la la la la la la la la la
Beatnuts get hi hi high
Junkyard

[Marly Metal]
I caught shorty's eye at the bar
She had an ill shape she like a guita

Juju:

Ayo , its ill when i'm heated how my heart stay cold
write a rhyme that make the gats around the world explode
now behold the burning malice of a treacherous soul
first time I shot a gun duke , I was 12 years old
But since then , I've never put it down my friend

Those fucking Beatnuts (Beatnut guys? Shit)
You know.. Jack, I've been telling you man
these guys they don't fuckin know shit about rappers
I don't understand (You know what I'm talkin about now you hear me?)
They're walkin around all talkin shit like they're some big ass niggaz<

Psycho Les:
Step in my pride again balloons you're swallowin'
Importin' it transportin' it
Through metal detectors no one's followin'
Coast is clear from the east coast to South America, MEDELLIN
Known for doin dirt but my tracks clean
As I whistle you get hit by a missle

[Psycho Les]
I take a stick of dynamite and put it to my mouth
Light it up, then I blast off like Alf
I be off (off) into another world
Got no time to be strapped to a freaking girl
?Blood stones? I pop, let 'em fizz out on top
On my lizard tounge like a donk with the zer

[Psycho Les]
Here I come, to the rhythm of the drum
Hook you up on some of that shit that got you numb
Open up hon, I just want to see in
The shoot my semen, the intoxicated fucking demon
Shoots the low at home on the roll
David dollar plus a style to put you in the morgu

Hook:
"Get Funky" "That's right" (x4)

JuJu:
It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger
Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers
Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger
Complicated my style change I get stranger
Freak flows let opponents

Intro:
Ha, say who's scientific, 3 C-F Mafia (that's my crew)

JuJu:
Yo, on the real homey, let me let you know about me
Cause ain't too many people who can talk about me
See frontin' ain't nothin', who they tryin' to jerk
Half of them niggas talkin' can't pay for the wo

(Beatnuts Talking)
What, plow plow, (ugly-he) Ugly-he
yo beatnuts ya'll, how it go for a new era (fire) FIRE
Killa, know what I'm saying (armory)
Junkyard, shine terykio P.R. ahh

[JuJu]
Tired of being one of the half knots
running around half-cocked
looking for

Intro:

Este hermano esta enloquecido, amigo!
Try to play me close and get loose
Try to play me close and get loose
(damn, my ears are burning hot!)
Damn, damn, damn, damn my ears are burning hot!
Damn,goddamn,goddamn, damn my ears are burning hot!
Yeah, yeah, yeah,<

Intro:
We got that funk on lock "ya, ya better, ask somebody"

Hook:
Hardcore comin' with the beats and rhymes
Got you hummin' now you wanna press rewind
Beatnuts combine goin' line for line
A-yo juju "hit me with that shit one time" - method man

Juju:
It's the

[Greg Nice]
Oh, oh, oh! 2 G's mother, uh!
The Beatnuts y'all, uh!
Uh, oh! Juju, Psycho Les, uh, oh!
Turn it out oh, oh my god oh!
Oh, oh, it's the hardcore b-boy shit!
Hard to the core motherfucker, no ??? shit!

[Psycho Les]
Ayo the Nuts landed, so back it up

[Ju Ju]
Free drinks on the house, word
Everybody drinkin tonight
(WHAT DA DEALLY?)
Por ahi viene el perro, por ahi viene
Cae la gorda por...
Yo check it out
Swing a bat on you like the devil himself
Put it on us, sickness or health
Makin you could only breathe