Musical Massacre

[cuban link]
"i'm hard to kill, for real, nigga guard your grill" --> cuban link
Yo, yo, yo flipmode is how this nigga roll
Finger on the trigger low, quick to lick a shot for that bigger pot of gold
Lock and load, my heavy metal rock and rolls
If you gotta go you gotta go, that's part of the show
My heart is cold like a nautica nailin niggaz like carpenters
Stalkin the hardest squadrons, spark em from new york to arkansas
Watchin the projects is how i got my logic
Economics is pickin pockets then we split the profit
The only shit i pop is what my glock spit
Watch for the cops since we spark the chocolate
Cause the blocks are hotter than the fuckin tropics
In topless bars, college girls with no bras
My whole squad got blow jobs smokin godfather cigars
Live large like scarface, parlayin to far place
No car chasin, she's watchin all the stars in space
Safe and sound in my playground with my tre pound
Got eighty rounds just in case clowns wanna play around
I lay it down for them non-believers
Them non-achievin niggaz that wanna be leaders but can never beat us
Y'all better greet us if you ever see us (word up)
Ts, beatnuts, double up, but grab your motherfuckin heaters

Sample interlude
--slammin mc's on cement--
--the beats, the nuts--
--got you froze like gun point--

[juju]
--it's the hard-little pistol packin--
It's the control freak, leave you with a whole in your cheek
Worst attitude in rap, ju stay in the streets
I gotta eat, the only thing i'm playin is keeps
Your beats cost a lotta money but they sound real cheap
You sound weak, anemic, like you get no sleep
Fuckin with me, you outta your mind? get outta your jeep
Ya know i'm gonna beat you till the police come
And tell niggaz who the fuck i got that roly from

[psycho les]
--psycho les--
Yeah, ugh, what...jump out the rover and let you know its over
And grab you with a crowbar and snap you in a coma
Drug you with my music son, you'll never sober
While your chicks on my --boing-- on a leather soafer
Chillin there, iced out billionaire
In war clothes blastin as i blast led through your versace wardrobe
What! motherfuckers

--slammin mc's on cement--
Ugh

[common]
--common sense, common's tellin ya--
Picture a king, with heater, holy book, and big rings
Real nigga doin big things interpreting dreams
Off the jim bean, ain't shit sweet for sixteens
My gods got the block sewn to the inseam
I'm on the other side, trying to get green
So i fash and trash that ass at least a day
Warrin with self i battle, the middle eastern way
Bring heat like the months, that's east of may
Casket in the road and saw a new school that knows the old
This memory i hold the scroll, my flow is a road...less traveled
You rock, but been through less gravel
My mystique suggest battle and what have you
Rip a nigga from new york to west coast, chicago
Don't give a fuck where he from he'll get beat like a drum
Till this rap goes numb, seekin the hot medusa from circulation
I strangle this string music, and suffocate a drum
Wanted to be a star till i seen i was the sun/son
Got my weight up like pun
Improvise to get ass, emphasize to get passed
Fuck a mic check, i bring my flow in cash

Talkin to fade

(female voice sings throughout song)
I love it (ha, i know ya do)
I love it (i know ya do)
I love it

(psycho les)
You need to save all your bullshit threats and drama
For the news guy
Niggas need to act their age
And not their shoe size

(juju)
Spittin' it raw
Spittin' til you slip on the floor
I make you girl not want you no more
You want war?

(psycho les)
Step to your label make 'em dish out all the cash in the place before
I hafta punch somebody's ass in the face

(juju)
Yo, yo, the ugliest thug never runnin' out of money in clubs
Got the crib with the african rugs

(psycho les)
Baggin' hoes by the carload
They call me mr. charmo
Break into their crib and disconnect the star alarm-o

(juju)
Yo, big fish eat little fish, you little bitch
You ticklish, i push niggas up like licorice

(psycho les)
You wanna be a big baller, but you travelin'
Talk about battlin', nigga stop babblin'

(juju)
Yo, when the first body touches the ground
Alot of blood gushes around, my silencer crushes the sound
Jigged out patch your glazy suits, pimpin' hoes in daisy dukes
Beatnuts flip the most amazing loot

I love it

(psycho les)
What you love, losin' with a push and a shove
Who you think lent oj the glove?

I love it

(juju)
When we bang hardcore
Make you slam on the hard floor
And do a backspin on the cardboard

I love it

(psycho les)
Show me your love
Jump from 20 stories above so i can write my name in your blood

I love it

(juju)
Why? cause we own cribs, own whips and chrome rims
Bone skins with silicone tits
I love it (i know ya do, i know ya do)(repeat 4x)

(psycho les)
You gettin' fidgety
Thinkin' of ways of gettin' rid of me
I scream on bitches like you
You ain't shit to me
I'll punch you while you talk on the phone
Walkin' alone
Park, even wait for you in front of your home
You should stop it
You can't even rhyme
Seen you front like a million times
Plus your knuckles ain't fuckin' with mine
Can't live without crossing the line
Busted my nine so money if you want it just follow the sign

(juju)
Huh, it's the beat programmer
Flip a beat
I'll flippin' beat ya sweet old gramma

(psycho les)
I'm in it 400%
Anybody gettin' it bent
Get hit with a block of cement

(juju)
Yo i stay high like a stewardess
Fuckin' with this, it's ludicrous
I just boned your bitch
Now she makin' me tuna fish

(psycho les)
I whistle you a rhyme offbeat
Try to listen everytime i speak
Bite my meat

(juju)
Oh, that was you?
Pickin' up the gold lobster
I thought you one for droppin' and poppin' the most caca

(psycho les)
Yo i spit it with the deli in ten
I don't really care who it offend
None of you niggas is payin' my rent

(juju)
Yo i hope you talk and lots of green
If not, why you stoppin' me?
Pullin' my arm, like a slot machine

(psycho les)
Yo take the money and run
Ju stay on some cowboy shit
Give me some whiskey and a fuckin' gun

I love it (i know ya do, i know ya do) (repeat 4x)

[willie stubz]
Can i hit that?
It's willie stubz and beatnuts, beatnuts and willie stubz
What up, real pimp niggas on the cut, what up
Uh huh, let's blaze it
Yo check it out yo
I hit the world unexpected like a meteor shower
Twist l's, hennesey sour, pass on the powder
Make an entrance like a vigilante wit a vengence
Fight for independence, like my descendants
Write a whole chapter, compressed in one sentence
I blast in an instance, america's most makin a toast
Fine women playin us close
Underground to the street level
Money and jewels we embezzle
Never play the fool for the devil
The temptation is there to hug you like a grizzly bear
Fuckin wit the wild life, beware
Willie stubz the underboss and i move wit force
When po-po take a loss i have no remorse
You know the deal, only blazin shit that could feel
Beatnuts be movin the crowd like blue steel
Cho-cha-cha, that's the three course meal

"cha cha cha, forward back
Cha cha cha cha, back forward"

[swinger]
Yo i pop up like sicles
When you ain't on point like hard nipples
I flow, y'all clowns merely trickle
Like hot sweat down a fat bitch ass cheek
I'm so nice that i'm not, call me nasty
I bite my toenails and spit em at wack niggas
I used to sell crack, now i'm gettin rap figgas
Too hype to be unsigned, so i unwind, puffin on vines, baby and nines
Till the spotlight is mine, pullin up in the lex truck
Wit four chrome rims, ha for the best buck
Three tv's and twelve-changer cd's
Bumpin everything from beatnuts to the bee gee's
Ain't nuttin funny like missy wit her hee-hee's
Mc's get popped but not wit no bibi's
Swing calhoun and styles like sassoon
Vidal, fuck a trial give me hundreds for miles

"cha cha cha, forward back
Cha cha cha cha, ?put it on me?"

[psycho les]
You don't know the half so
Sit down fatso, watch me blast boats like gas blows
Outta assholes, i'm on a roll
So butter me, bitches wanna mother me
Take they bras off and smother me
Irkin me, for an appointment
Cuz they love jerkin me off the ointment
It's pyscho, the new pimp, the new pimp
Dead all the bullshit, get wit this new hit
As i hit the bong so, stay puff like sean combs
Bang heads like bongos, you get the *gong sound* like the gong show
Catch you comin out the tree spot
Cripple you wit a knee drop
Now you struttin real cute like a peacock
Personal injuries when faces run into these
Y'all niggas need more treats, fuck them keyboard beats
Hip hop hippy, jump in my whippy
Light up the clippy and let the vibes hit me, c'mon

"cha cha cha, forward back
Cha cha cha cha, back forward"

[ju ju]
Yo i used to spit outta anger, now i just spit out a banger
Flip and pull your lungs out wit a hanger
I'm not a trouble-making nigga, but i handle my beef
You on some eric b. shit like "what happened to peace?"
Got no problem wit smashin teeth, fuckin your wife
Robbin you nigga, kidnappin your niece
Bless your cheek wit a permanent crease
I'm a problem you don't need
Y'all probably go run for police
Y'all could sell all the drugs in the world
Hang wit all the thugs in the world
Won't be the first hole that i dug in the world
Taste dick when you kissin your girl?
Well you should cuz she swallow more nut than a squirrel nigga

"cha cha cha, forward back
Cha cha cha cha, back forward
Cha cha cha, forward back
Cha cha cha cha, back foward"

*swinger talking shit to the end*

[riley singing]
1999
Beatnuts, dead prez

Chorus:
Everytime i look around, i see so much drama goin down
Everytime i look around, i see sp much fakeness goin down

[stic.man]
Why i'ma, be stingy when i can share
Why i'ma, be hateful if i could care
Why would i hate my own, and forsake my home
Why would i fuck around and get a jake my chrome
I wouldn't have to stick you if we all could eat
It wouldn't be no need for beef, dyin over streets
We don't even own anyway, you could get bucked off any day
We behind enemy lines, y'all still writin henessy rhymes
While i'm tryin to get a good price for a nine
Feel like my life on the line
That's why a nigga be hype all the time
Ready for the revolution at the drop of a dime

[m1]
I got a duty to have security for my niggas
A duty to serve the beautiful black sisters
A duty tom stand wit anybody that's wit us
And fully criticize all bullshitters
There should be awards presented, to niggas who fight back
Like panther jackets, or sisters who like gats
I'm a full blooded warrior, ready for change
Recognize any soldier that's doin the same
Because i love who i am, and that means everything to me
My life aint worth a damn unless i'm dealin with reality
When i look myself in the eyes it's just me
And i aint gotta tell nobody no lies i feel free
And i would rather deal with the truth than falsehood
Than bein fake with my people and claimin it's all good
You can't run away from yourself so that's useless
If your word is bond then you don't have to make excuses

Chorus

[juju]
Yo as i sit and contemplate about the fate of my kids
If i die is the state gon snatch up my kids?
City life, no choice but to live by the knife
Put food on the table at whatever the price
My beautiful wife, all the time cookin precise
When there aint no meat, she bless me with the eggs and the rice
Never think twice, i love you for the rest of my life
That's why i taught you how to shoot when situations get trife
Save the children from the evil that we smell in the air
Used to bein happy, now the feelin is rare
I'ma soldier in the struggle just tryin to prepare
Cuz when the revolution comes it aint gon be fair

[psycho les]
Yo it's the beatnuts, dead prez, we connect like tetris
And we comin at the world on some high connections
So turn it up, so we can drop these gems quick
If you on some bullshit, then nigga get the ?eggs split?
There's enough cash, grass, and ass here for you and me
You wanna be greedy, sayin fuck the community
Watch out cuz life's gonna change very soon you see
I really don't believe we could ever have unity
This shit is serious we all tryin to have a milli stash
But love life cuz that's all a nigga really has
Love your fam, cuz that's all you really have
And handle your biz and stop bein a silly ass
Ayo it's gettin, gettin, it's gettin, gettin it's gettin kinda hectic
Starch burns, so naturally thugs learn to stay vested
You need to learn what psycho les said
So treat others the same way if you wanna be respected

Chorus