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it's nothing - the beatnuts lyrics

[verse 1: psycho les]
take cover, it’s the amb-ssador
freeload, we goin’ back to war
nigga, i’m a be standin’ right at your door
and when you open it up, i’m a tap your jaw
like (*kung fu sound*)
i’m a make you popular
and fill you with more lead than a pencil sharpener
what’s the solution we start a revolution, its only fair
i give a speech like tony blair, yeah
and you don’t wanna get stampede, yeah
tryna pull a landspeed (fuck that)
i’ll handle the last nail in your coffin
and have you swimmin’ with the dolphins (spongebob)
and if i hear someone splattered ?
i won’t be surprised f-ggot had it comin’
now, this is what the psycho’s like (boom)
a six-pack a dynamite

[hook: gab]
it’s nothin’, for me to have the shotgun pumpin’
it’s nothin’, to have the whole spot done rumblin’
it’s nothin’, for me to have you mutha fuckas frontin’
ya nigga won’t have this it’s bustin’ discussin’
it’s nothin’, for me to straight touch ’em, bust ’em
it’s nothin’, cris bustin’ disgustin’
it’s nothin’, to leave a nigga with a concussion
if you think we won’t have gun bustin’, done scussin’
it’s nothin’

[verse 2: ag]
it’s goin’ down like geronimo
niggas call me a like honor roll, sick like common cold
the most prolific, i’m so gifted
that’s why every day i should celebrate christmas
this shit is the bomb
i wanna get it like sean, john or carter, and split it with moms
held down jails like bvd’s
i write movies, put this verse on dvd
now look out, or get took out like chinese
ask the block, we stuck together, they say we siamese
shoot the fever, a so hot they had to make a booth in a walk-in freezer
i’m talkin’ ether, boston strangler from the bronx
put a forest on your face with timberlands, stomp
we ’bout to heat up so keep up, while ag and the beatnuts fuck the beat up

[verse 3: ju-ju]
it’s chit chat like ya’ll niggas comin’ to get that
bought your alb-m, ended up givin’ the shit back
so rizznap, ya’ll niggas is whizznack
b-tch, you on the other hand, everything giftwrapped
make you feel your career’s a mishap
ya’ll fake men, really what you need is a b-tchslap
unattach, carry guns to mismatch
and all fully loaded just waitin’ to dispatch
but with this track, i’m closin’ a big gap
the truth will unfold, young and old will dig that
when i spit that, you feel the pain
i make niggas uptight like a chair on a plane
i’m pissed off like a bear on a chain
i’ll push back your wig, catch some air on your brain
i’m not tryna act thug but i’m sayin
it’s the ones that you least expect that start sprayin’

- the beatnuts lyrics

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