Lyrics The Beatnuts

The Beatnuts

Stone Crazy

Now, let me ask you this off the record.

Is it true what they say about how they smoke a lot of, why'know

Yeah, yeah

Everybody get up, Beatnuts

World's Famous, no doubt!

Straight out the laboratory

Fuck, what?

What?

Your mother sucks cocks, and your father

I beat too savagely, it doesn't even matter to me

I hold this down like gravity, reality

Is unloaded, the foul mouthed brain exploded

The gun-totin', the Charles Manson pres votin'

The bitch chokin', the hydro cheeba smokin'

Leave ya witcha nose broken, the ill spoken

Killer, fuck your little girl like Magilla

The wild Gorilla, gun down Barney Miller

Ah!

Yo, fuck these niggaz yo, they violent, they violent

Yo, yo, what the fuck you doin yo? Punk?

Can't shoot a cop son!

You must be stone crazy

You must be stone crazy

You must be stone crazy

You must be stone crazy

Here's my ultimatum, niggaz don't have my shit laced

No question, little did you know, you came here for confession

Cross-examination, my organization stack figures

And when you fuck up we chop heads, no fingers

Fuckin' around, with those Beatnut niggaz

Now you missin' body dumped in different rivers

Full-fledged rapper with the Stone Crazy singer

I'm comin' at you with the ice pick yellin' Bre vega

Because I perceive you a sneaky, analyzer

Touch the equalizer, get shot by the tranquilizer

Who shot ya?

Who? The bilingual Mandingo, roll trees

But prefer leaves, don't give a fuck about drug beefs

Peep the headlines, stay high

Twenty-four seven, lali out with the red eyes

You must be stone crazy

You must be stone crazy

You must be stone crazy

You must be stone crazy

Intoxicated, intoxicated, intoxicated

Fuck you was thinkin' nigga? Fuck you was on?

Round and around and around and around

And around and around and around we go

Yo, Beatnuts, world's famous

Round and around and around and around

And around and around and around we go

Yo, drinkin' a glass of Prozac so get the Bozack