The Beatnuts - Peace Akki lyrics

[Intro: Al' Tariq] In the name of Allah... Al' Tariq... Yaadan Abdullah... God Connect y'all... [Verse 1: Psycho Les] Straight out the ruggedest streets We bless you with the ruggedest beats To bang speakers through the metro, got you petro Once my Tec blow, hollows at your project though Your heartbeat go from Taana Gardner to techno music Especially the old live music Chop it and make hits and bounce in a getaway Buick With a forty ounce, between the laps Making cream off raps, we display kinda this way [Al' Tariq] I bust these chickens like they clips, live fat as Jimmy Walker The stalker, strictly smooth-talking native New Yorker Straight out the Q-Boro, my sh** thorough Like ki's of uncut, raw nut up in your gut Say what, say what, say what? My blue steel lethal plus my peoples We rolling two deep, there ain't no equal Ain't no sequel to this horrifying, stars are dying I peeped you in that show n***a so stop your lying [Hook] You're fronting (you ain't saying nothing) (Yo we steady hitting home runs kid while you be bunting) Who are we? Beatnuts! Puffing la la, got this game on lock Competition ha ha... Who are we? Beatnuts! Puffing la la, got this game on lock Competition ha ha... [Verse 2: Al' Tariq] I'm cold blooded as a matter of fact we shackin With the slack, and pumping them kids that live in Staten Combatting, these individges that burn they bridges Come on our street and we greet you with the feet n***a [Psycho Les] All these wannabe drug dealer rappers, come on Steps in my zone and get clapped like a pawn Gun you and run you off the avenue Once you crash I'mma tackle you... (what?) Empty out your pocks, out to get my fat knots Like a gas attendant, making presidentes (Presidentes, dead presidentes, presidentes...) [Juju] A-yo reality's really the individual's mentality Some seek eternal life, while others seek fatality It's sad to see young n***as born to die tragically New York got a n***a f**ed up, and living savagely I'd rather be building cause ignorance is like drilled in n***as'll feed they ego but they won't feed they children But still then, you see 'em in the club Moet'n it, forgetting it, acting like Allah ain't sweating it [Hook] [Verse 3: Al' Tariq] Was the above par at the Shark Bar, like an all-star And laughing, cause all of these chicks thinking I'm Fashion They out of focus, smoking jokers Won't see the raw to the deal less I peel out with the steel cause I see the s**er emcees fall And the beauty of it all When the 'Nuts come shining through, yeah [Ju-Ju] Yo peep the presentation, we dealing with innovation Junkyard sh** stay up in heavy rotation Intimidation, seem to be your key factor I'm pushing all that sh** back punk, like a tractor