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Hook:
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"Get Funky" "That's right" (x4)
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JuJu:
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It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger
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Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers
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Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger
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Complicated my style change I get stranger
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Freak flows let opponents know
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That I combat the stats and defeat the foes
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Gots to get money kid you know how it goes
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And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes
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Psycho Les:
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Equipped with the Beatnuts funk
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Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk
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Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked
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I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk
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I told you once and I won't tell you twice
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I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price
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For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good
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I know you wish you could
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Hook (x8)
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Fashion aka Al Tariq:
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You got the brews but the cool is just save ya
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Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya
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Raise ya give you junky juice that was major
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(And you don't stop) comin' from the soul
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cause the heart is the funk spot
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Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot
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Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze
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Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please
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JuJu:
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Somebody said you were looking for static G
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Those who try to play me close could die tragically
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I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal
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That attacks the brain automatically
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Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open
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Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking
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Dirty alone I never do what the pope says
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I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez
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Hook
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Psycho Les:
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With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type ? preacher could be this nun
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Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?
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Drum trip as I flip till it's done
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Son act like you recognize dad
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Run to poppa come get what you never had
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I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good
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I know you wish you could (get funky)
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Fashion aka Al Tariq:
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We got you wanna more puff from the Nut
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Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one
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Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one
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Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one
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I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'
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Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'
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I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye
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Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly
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Get Funky
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The Beatnuts |