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 sh** one time" - Method man
JuJu:
It's the hardcore funk come get your fill
From the pistol packin' punk raisin' hell with the dug grill
Nobody cares what I think so I drink
Causin' mad trouble pullin' guns in an eyeblink
From the depths of hell I make it known son
My mind frame makes MC's swallow they own tongue
I dismantle competition it's a sick shame
When I lose my composition and inflict pain
Doin' what I gotta do to obtain cash
Accountable for more dead bodies than a plane crash
I make it clear I'm a never be forgotten
And you couldn't find another MC that's more rotten
It's the junkyard n***a get your sh** straight
Peace to all my n***as in Queens pushin' big weight
Rick Jan always takin' care of buisness
A shout to Coronna and I'm out with the quickness
Hook
A-yo Fash
Fashion aka Al Tariq:
I got so much of this and ah so much of that
And so much just f**in' cool in my act
That n***as be stressin' me trying to mock my steelo
Me though, born just one smooth negro
I got it like that I make a b**h wanna dress up
Watch me slide in and see your f**in' hoes press up on me
Fox like a oribious crazy they swarm me
But me jut cut my ballin' baby
I see like my section and ah, wanna perfect and ah
And slide my sh** up in her motherf**in' rectum bro
Erupt let off nuts just like a cannon
I'm standin' in the same damn spot I f**in' Shannon in
Laid that a** hoes a wanta break want a drink
Did that 6-9 sh** I'm s**in' clits she s**in' dick
But stickin' back and lay way back don't try to fester
Who posess more chicks then f**in' P.M.S.
Hook
A-Yo Short Jive A-yo Psycho
Psycho Les:
Splash wet that a** just like a jacuzzi
n***as all say "Who's he, the n***a with the uzi?"
The hardrockin' up the block state of mind
Just finished puffin' bout to sniff my second line of coke
Frequencies float like a f*g see blunts
and six packs enjoy the f**in' track
Blastin' for your listenin' pleasure attitude? in the funky measures
I can rock it even if it ain't for the pocket
You need to wake up bro and smell the f**in' chocolate
Hocus pocus you can try to focus
But you won't see me I see you like f**in' Oprah's
Fat a** upon a fata** screen
Slice your Adams apple, kiwi strawberry snapple
Hook