A Musical Massacre album cover

The Beatnuts – Beatnuts Forever Lyrics

Hip Hop/Rap

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 to less
And even he said he don't want it with me, figure the rest
Figure the stress, whole crew avoidin' arrest
You know the name of my clique nigga, it start with a 'tress
Dogs that'll reload and bark with the best
Dark with a cold heart, spittin' darts through your flesh

You know the street code stash the kilo
Jump on a speedboat, blowin' weed smoke
Countin' G-notes I made off the chinos
But this one chino wanna play cochino
So he standin' in front of me lookin' stupid like a moron
Hooked off on him, caught him with the forearm
Called up Big Ju, M.A. nigga the war's on

Oh, but this dick dawg made me put my drawers on

Got my eyes on cheddar, as I strive to live life and better
'Cause all this shine won't be mine forever
So it's now or never, we get down whatever
Four pounds of leather, Beatnuts'll let off rounds forever
Got my eyes on cheddar, as I strive to live life and better
'Cause all this shine won't be mine forever
So it's now or never, we get down whatever
Four pounds of leather, Beatnuts'll let off rounds forever

I'll bite your face off, pull your
Heart out, flood it with steak sauce
Chop you up 'til there's no limbs for me to break off
Kick your stupid ass 'cause you tried to nigga, take off
Go kill everybody at work and take the day off

And pay you a visit, knock your door
Down, skull man with the four pound
Put the joint in your mouth and push your jaw down
Oh, you ready for war now? Lacin' your high tops
Toma, one in the head, now who's the cyclops?

No peace, niggas want beef, you know we love it
Champagne under the arm, gun in the bucket
Never seen it comin' like that, you had a chance, pa
Now you like, "Oh shit, guns on the dance floor"

Corona Queens where half of my crew be at
You didn't expect this booby trap 'cause I'm such a groovy cat
If you my dog, then I got you with a Scooby Snack
If you a fraud fakin' a movie Jack

I let the MAC roar, finish the act with the hacksaw
The plan is you vanish, like you standin' on a trapdoor
I'm back for what is rightfully mine
I spitefully rhyme, every word a trifle design

Got my eyes on cheddar, as I strive to live life and better
'Cause all this shine won't be mine forever
So it's now or never, we get down whatever
Four pounds of leather, Beatnuts'll let off rounds forever
Got my eyes on cheddar, as I strive to live life and better
'Cause all this shine won't be mine forever
So it's now or never, we get down whatever
Four pounds of leather, Beatnuts'll let off rounds forever

Yo it's the livest nigga you ever heard
That's my word like a demon spittin' hell at thirty-three and a third
You wanna duel with Ju, you gotta find me
And if you do faggot, better sneak up behind me
See that's the only way that you gon' get me
And if you wet me, I'ma turn around and laugh so you never forget me
To my double gat niggas who talk shit and bubble crack
This year y'all niggas gon' hear me on a couple tracks

Spittin' like a .38 caliber
Any challenger wanna stand tough, get handcuffed to the banister
Beat down your manager for not leavin'
My dough, you can't be mad at her
Hustler from the Queensborough, it's Big Psych
We can go at it like a pit fight
Everything I spit tight, go out after midnight
Like a vampire, call me your messiah
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

What?
Who the best, nigga?
Psycho Les, Juju
Beatnuts

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