In the name of Allah.. Al' Tariq.. (?) abdullah.. God Connect y'all..
[Al' Tariq] What? Uhh, this how you do (this how you do) This how you do it (this how you do it nigga) This how you do it, uhh, uhh Like Mike Jordan on this one (like this, it be fat) Like Mike Jordan on this one (comin at'cha, we comin at'cha) Like Mike Jordan on this one Like Mike J, nigga take it away
[Psycho Les] Straight out the ruggedest streets we bless you with the ruggedest beats To bang speakers through the metro got you petrol Once my tec blow, hollows at yo' project-o Your heartbeat, go from (?) garden, to techno music Especially the old loud music Chop it and make hits and bounce Itto ghetto way Buick with a forty ounce, between the laps Makin cream off raps, we display, con dis way
[Al' Tariq] I bust these chickens like they clips, live fat as Jimmy Walker The stalker, speak this new talker native New Yorker Straight out the Q-Boro, my shit thorough Like ki's of uncut, raw nut up in yo' gut Say what, say what, say WHAT? My blue steel lethal plus my peoples, rollin two deep, there ain't no equal Ain't no sequel to this horrifyin, stars are dyin I peeped you in that show nigga so stop your lyin
[Chorus] You're frontin (you ain't sayin nuttin) "Yo we steady hittin home runs kid while you be buntin" WHO WE? THE BEATNUTS, puffin lah lah, got this game on lock Competition HA HAH.. ("ha ha, ha ha, ha ha..") World Famous on that ass.. WHO WE? BEATNUTS Puffin lah lah, got this game on lock Competition, look, look
[Al' Tariq] I'm cold blooded as a, matter, of fact we shackin with the slack, and pumpin them kids that live in Staten Combatin, these individ's, that burn they bridges Come on our street, and we greet you with the feet nigga
[Psycho Les] All these wannabe drug dealer rappers, come on who steps in my zone and get clapped like a pawn Run up, and run you, off the avenue Once you crash I'ma tackle you.. (what?) Empty out your pock's, out to get my fat knots like a gas attendant, makin, presidentes (Presidentes.. dead presidentes.. presidentes..)
[Al' Tariq] Aiyyo reality's really the individual's mentality Some seek eternal life, while others seek fatality It's sad to see young niggaz born to die tragically New York got a nigga fucked up, and livin savagely I'd rather be buildin cause ignorance is like drilled in Niggaz'll feed they ego but they won't feed they children But still then, you see 'em in the club Moet'n and forgettin it, actin like Allah ain't sweatin it
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[Al' Tariq] Look, look - was the above par, at the Shark Bar, like an all-star And laughin, cause all of these chicks thinkin I'm Fashion They out of focus, smokin jokers Won't see the raw 'til the deal lest I peel out with the steel Cause - {*singing*} - I see the sucker MC fall and the beauty of it all, when the 'Nuts come shinin through.. yeah
Yo peep the presentation, we dealin with innovation Junkyard shit stay up in heavy rotation Intimidation, seem to be yo' key factor I'm pushin all that shit back PUNK, like a tractor
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