The Beatnuts Superbad Lyrics

Intro:
Where we at where we at? (superbad)

Psycho Les:
Hold s___ Jack got the house jam packed
World famous Beatnuts makin' moves that's alike
Black 24 track EQ the f___in' b__p
You stare too long and your a__ will get jumped
Chump smack you with my elbow
Watch the el flow takin' crews down to hell hole
Mak the dead become active, 40 ounce
so I could p___ounce every as it is
Right pass the light so I can spark it
But you wanna puff? Bring on the chocolate bag
Your tail wag where the lighto
I bust at your a__ trying to shoplife my item (superbad)
Shame on you f___in' boo, but I don't sweat it I deep my cool
Pump yous a straight maraclia
"With the diabolical sounds coming through your speaker"

Talking:
Ha yeah that s___ sound right word up yo Fash run that s___!

Fashion aka Al Tariq:
My name is Fashion you want to cut it short take the cool a__ blast
And to the back and make it cool a__ Fash cause I be blastin'
Wettin' n____s up and s___
That p____ good so I'm a be all up in it, f___in' it
I dive in s___s on the reg
Got one for your head punk even if your lead cause I'm cool
And you can be cool if you tried
Just hate it when them dumb m_________ers act fly
Well I went down pulled nut my f___in' jamma
But s___ started gettin' thick so I had to c___ the hammer
Like Boow! There you go on the floor
Now you can't f___ around with these nuts no more
See n____s fakin' just hangin' with the funk
But in old eyed junk can always swant with the funk
Check it, trunks get popped in the nick of time
SO you suckers back off cause you can't f___ with mine

Hook:
"Yo we the Nuts that make you sream nuts"
"With the diabolical sound comin' through your speaker"
"When you need the funk in your trunk b__p the Nuts"
"With the diabolical sound comin' through your speaker"

JuJu:
Yo I"m comin' out my face like a mad scar
I'm all about the money the b____es and drive around in a bad car
Cause I ain't takin' no shorts I play for keeps
I stay strapped cause I ain't got no time to roll deep
Roughed and raw kid my heart pumps acid
Through my veins watch your brains get blasted, What?
I came to freak the funk on the real tip
The junkyard n____s like still I don't feel s___
And all the hoes out here just be frontin'
So I proceed to hold my own and maintain
And get mines those that try to front can catch pain
You know my style so prepare for the slaughter
Your s___ is underground my s___ is underwater
Cause I was crazy yo even before I started rappin'
And I'm a pull your card if you think it can't happen

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