Artist: The Beatnuts Album: Violator - The Album Song: Beatnuts Forever Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash Psycho Les.. JuJu! [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 of my click, nigga it start wit a tres dog that'll reload and bark with the best Dark with a cold heart spittin darts through your flesh [Psycho Les] You know the street code, stash the kilo Jump on a speedboat, blowin weed smoke Countin G notes, I made off the Chino's But this one Chino wanna play Pacino So he standin in front of me lookin stupid like a moron Crept up on him (CREW) caught him with the forearm Called up Big Ju, M.A. nigga, the war's on (Fuckin with this bitch dog, let me put my drawers on) Chorus: Beatnuts (repeat 2X) Got my eyes on cheddar, as I strive to live live and better Cause all the shine will be mine forever So it's now or never, we get down whatever Four-pounds and leather, Beatnuts'll let off rounds forever [JuJu] 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 it's just tragic nigga and take off Go kill everybody at work and take the day off [Psycho Les] And pay you a visit And knock your door down, strongman with the four-pound Put the joint in your mouth and push your jaw down (Oh) You ready for war now, lacin your hightops? Doma, one in the head, now who's the cyclops? [JuJu] No peace, niggaz 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 Pah Now you like, "Oh shit!" +Blood's on the Dancefloor+ [Psycho Les] 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 ?, fakin a movie jack? [JuJu] I let the mac off, finish the act with the hats on 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 Chorus [JuJu] 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 do it 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 niggaz who talk shit and bubble crack This year, y'all niggaz gon' hear me on a couple tracks [Psycho Les] Spittin like a thirty-eight caliber Any challenger? One stands up, get handcuffed, to the banister Beat down your manager, now leave with my dough You can't be mad at the, hustler from the Queens borough It's Big Psych', we can go at it, like a pit fit 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? Beatnuts!