(it´s not really spanish all the way
but it´s more - afro-spanish)

(come on down)

(you´re listenin to the world´s famous)

beatnuts y´all

[verse 1: psycho les]
the wiggedy-wicked
les starts to rip shit
beatnuts makin crazy noise with some hip shit
24-track, e.q.-ed to attack
pump mo´ watts than any radio shack
black, i stick to bein ruff and rugged
anti-pop, i guess i´ll stay broke (fuck it!)
a crazy hispanic, psycho les panic
nah, not me, i just pull the automatic
out the knapsack, and cold point it
blast ya, and leave your punk-ass disjointed
yo, i ain´t goin out like a punk
nothin but fat rhymes and beats for your trunk to pump
i make you wanna jump like kris kross
(beatnuts gonna blow up!) slow down on that crazy horse
my hand´s tied from the mic it holdes
i´ma jet up the block before the record shop closes

[verse 2: v.i.c.]
v.i.c., droppin styles you ain´t used to
nice with the lyrics, when i produce i get looser
beats i got plenty, they come a dime a dozen
i got more beats than puertoricans got cousins
diggin every day, i´m the breakbeat doodle
i got the funky shit, ask my main man ju-ju
jump in the trunk, we audi on a mission
(guess where we´re goin?) philadelphia, beat-fishin
there´s always one store niggas always get stuck on
i know a lotta spots that are ain´t puttin ya up on
find your own beats, you´re a real snuffalafagus
lazy muthafucka, you´re always bummin off of us
you know there´s no one finer
diggin for shit from here to north carolina
the name is v.i.c., it´s time to dilly-dally
first i hit texas, then i´m ´goin back to cali´

[verse 3: ju-ju]
ju-ju, the true blue funk nigga
ill with the grooves, it´s the real beat-digger
(buyin old records is a habit) --> diamond d
but if i can´t afford to pay, i´ll bag it
you can laugh and joke, but you´ll never see me smile
ruff and rugged, kickin the hardcore freestyle
flavor-filled funk, bust the way i word it
punks who pop junk, kid, tend to get murdered
not a violent kid, though
prefer to freak the flow, check it
loop a funky 45, and i´ll wreck it
face it, here´s somethin to make you jump around
(jump around!) and ´get down, get down´
honeys always sock me tryin to get my attention
flexin, schemin on the carmel complexion
ju-ju, the beat man, under god´s protection
beatnuts makin moves like a mob connection

[les]
yeah, yeah
gonna send this one out
to cool-ass fash
my man daddy rich
can´t forget lucien
[name]
constipated monkeys
[name] in the house
my man johhny
word up