Beatnuts feat. Fatman Scoop lyrics
Beatnuts feat. Fatman Scoop lyrics
"No Escapin' This Lyrics"
Opening Act Lyrics
[ bouncer ] Alright Everybody over here, I need one straight line Alright, let's see tickets, ID's Alright, thank you Turn around, hands on your head Ah, what you got here, okay.. No, no problem T
[ bouncer ] Alright Everybody over here, I need one straight line Alright, let's see tickets, ID's Alright, thank you Turn around, hands on your head Ah, what you got here, okay.. No, no problem T
Greg Nice]
Oh, oh, oh! 2 G's mother, uh!
The Beatnuts y'all, uh!
Uh, oh! Juju, Psycho Les, uh, oh!
Turn it out oh, oh my god oh!
Oh, oh, it's the hardcore b-boy shit!
Hard to the core motherfucker, no ??? shit!
[Psycho Les]
Ayo the Nuts landed, so back it up
Pass the mic to big Psych, the manufacterer
The architect, bringing you the art of wreck
You used to hate my click, now you want a part of it
We coming with more hits that funk like Parliament
Comparing me to another's going to lead to an argument
The heat we fry you with, stra
Salt Fertile Earth Lyrics
salt. on fertile earth. stunting all growth from the inside. salt from my blood. labor of life. dead where I stand. i have sown earth with blood. blood soaked earth yields nothing but dust. dust now my crop. from blood. brings not but dust. i have sown earth with blood. blood soaked ea
ight from the armorysalt. on fertile earth. stunting all growth from the inside. salt from my blood. labor of life. dead where I stand. i have sown earth with blood. blood soaked earth yields nothing but dust. dust now my crop. from blood. brings not but dust. i have sown earth with blood. blood soaked ea
Guerilla army, we kill tracks and harmonies
My Nut orchestra blowing fuses
Your amp can't hold this music, it's booming
I'm in my truck cruising, 97 tuned in
The latest news is the Nuts new album is ruling
Y'all vs. the Nuts, you have a big chance of losing
(There's no escaping this) Or confronting the union
So stop fooling yourself, and feel these Nuts
Cause (No one's ready to deal with us) What?
(No escaping this) (Repeat 3x)
"No one's ready to deal with us"
[Juju]
Don't be humble, it's better to pull
Belive yo
Shit Talkers Lyrics
(scratched:) I never drink and drive 'Cuz I might spill my drink [Chorus] Give me the keys, I'm OK Quit tellin' me I'm drunk, I only had five Hurricanes Quit bein' such a Puritan, I'm a mega-turrican (?) Wakin' up and it's all a blur again If I'm alive...
eligable, get left like a vegetable(scratched:) I never drink and drive 'Cuz I might spill my drink [Chorus] Give me the keys, I'm OK Quit tellin' me I'm drunk, I only had five Hurricanes Quit bein' such a Puritan, I'm a mega-turrican (?) Wakin' up and it's all a blur again If I'm alive...
Man it's crazy and there's no escape
It's turned into a police state
The average cat don't even know his fate
Walking round like he hurting something
And there's nothing that he got to say that's even worth discussing
Listen to me, it's better to be
Lying dead with honor, soldier, than to never be free
Young niggas out here losing they dads
In the battle of the son of the fags
Every other country burning the flag
Don't let history repeat itself
That's how the devil plan to keep his wealth and feed himself
I'm the New Yo
Der Kommissar Lyrics
Zwei drei vier one two three Its easy to see But its not that I don't care so Cause I hear it all the time But they never let you know On the TV and the radio She was young her heart was pure But every night is bright she got She said sugar is sweet She
rk power hitterZwei drei vier one two three Its easy to see But its not that I don't care so Cause I hear it all the time But they never let you know On the TV and the radio She was young her heart was pure But every night is bright she got She said sugar is sweet She
Hit the devil in the fucking shitter
Take his manhood and all his glitter
Got guns ready to bust
"No one's ready to deal with us"
(No escaping this) (Repeat 7x)
"No one's ready to deal with us"
"Can't get away, there's no escaping this!
Surrender now, come out with your hands in the air
[Greg Nice]
Oh, no! Turn it out oh!
Oh my God oh! Turn it out oh! (Repeat 4x)
Juju, rockin on rockin on
Psycho Les, rockin on, rockin on (Repeat 4x)
"Corona in the house" "Throw your hands up!" (Repeat 4x