2-3 Break
The Beatnuts Lyrics


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[Psycho Les]
People call me the drunk, off the thick funk
Just to prove I'm ?luida? bag your whole start like ?meshuda?
Click back, put a hollow point cap in your temple
We get caught, it's strictly mental
A stone crook, I don't go by the book
You can't fool me with your gangsta look
I've truncated ??? on my turf for wet pay
When I roll a blunt, they'd better roll away
Out, and don't try talking bold
Cause I'll smack you with a bat just like "Walking Tall"
What? You punk, who's gonna defend you?
When I bumrush your ass and stick an icepick in you
Quick, your bitch caught a splinter from my dick
Cause she gave me a woodie in the parking lot behind Mc-
Donald's, the bed slammer again stick 'em both
With my king-size dick, and Donna King sized hand again

*gunshot* "2, 3, Break!"

[Fashion]
I go so much of this style coming from my lips while
Washed-up ducks get dumped in motherfucking shit piles
Bang, I got my own thang, gang ain't a proper
Drop a, hollow-point shelly on a copper
Let 'em fucking know who's Kool where I'm coming from
Slept for a while on my style now I'm stunning 'em
Bagging 'em, plus I hit their hoes in the mean
Cause all I ever want is fame, bitches, and the green
Seen crazy niggas get lost in the shuffle
With dreams turned to rubble then bust like a bubble
Ta-dow, now, that's how it's falling
Whether I'm hitting skins or motherfucking ballin
Hanging with my crew on the Peakskill plain
I throw my shit when laying a bitch so get off my dick
Trick, you know my style, no it ain't no use
Cause I keep your hoes wet like a fucking douche

*gunshot* "2, 3, Break!"

[JuJu]
Taking 'em out, no hass, I be the owner of my rhymes
Will make niggas collapse into a coma
Product of a concrete hell, I'm on a mission
Deadly with intent to shell the opposition
Fucking with this flow, come on, yo that's treason
Niggas fuck around and get shot for no reason
Junkyard nigga, represent everytime
Corona's in the house and yo Gab!
(Bust and rip the skills!)

[Gab]
My rhymes wake up to a 9.4, ready for war
Come up, I false my fronts with your spinal chord
Before I got the drive, I possess and tox
And I'm trying to survive under a cyanide landslide
But that ain't nothing like a penny anymore
Cause I assault niggas who couldn't launch shit with catapaults
So if you ever hear the name Gab One
Don't even sweat it, the worst hasn't even begun

[JuJu]




Word up, it's like that, Beatnus, Triflicts in the house, kid
19, and one, you know what I'm saying? Word

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of The Beatnuts's song "2-3 Break" speak of the rappers' confidence and power, both physically and lyrically. The three rappers, Psycho Les, Fashion, and JuJu, use aggressive language to assert their dominance over their rivals, claiming superiority in their skills and toughness. Psycho Les establishes his intimidating presence by calling himself "the drunk" and referring to his ability to bag his opponents. He also uses violent imagery, threatening to put a "hollow point cap" in someone's temple and sticking an icepick. Fashion, on the other hand, boasts of his distinct style and success with women while mocking those who have fallen out of favor. JuJu talks about being the "owner of his rhymes" and how he's ready to take out his competitors without any hesitation. Overall, the song portrays the rappers' confidence and cockiness, with each verse serving as a warning to anyone who dares challenge them.


Line by Line Meaning

People call me the drunk, off the thick funk
I'm known as the drunk guy who's always vibing to the music


Just to prove I'm ?luida? bag your whole start like ?meshuda?
I'm so talented that I can beat any opponent with ease


Click back, put a hollow point cap in your temple
I have no problem using deadly force when necessary


We get caught, it's strictly mental
Even if I get caught, my willpower won't be broken


A stone crook, I don't go by the book
I'm a criminal who doesn't follow the rules


You can't fool me with your gangsta look
I can see past your tough exterior and see who you really are


I've truncated ??? on my turf for wet pay
I've taken out many enemies on my territory for money


When I roll a blunt, they'd better roll away
If anyone tries to mess with me while I'm smoking, they'll regret it


Out, and don't try talking bold
Leave and don't try to confront me with confidence


Cause I'll smack you with a bat just like "Walking Tall"
I'm not afraid to physically harm those who disrespect me


What? You punk, who's gonna defend you?
Do you really think you stand a chance against me?


When I bumrush your ass and stick an icepick in you
I'll attack you aggressively and without mercy


Quick, your bitch caught a splinter from my dick
Your girlfriend got a small injury from having sex with me


Cause she gave me a woodie in the parking lot behind Mc-
We had sex behind McDonald's and it was good


Donald's, the bed slammer again stick 'em both
I'm good in bed and can please both me and my partner


*gunshot* "2, 3, Break!"
The transition to the next verse in the song


I go so much of this style coming from my lips while
My rapping style flows naturally and effortlessly


Washed-up ducks get dumped in motherfucking shit piles
Less talented rappers are not given respect and are seen as trash


Bang, I got my own thang, gang ain't a proper
I have a unique style and don't need to follow anyone else's lead


Drop a, hollow-point shelly on a copper
I'll shoot a police officer with a dangerous bullet


Let 'em fucking know who's Kool where I'm coming from
I want everyone to know who I am and where I've come from


Slept for a while on my style now I'm stunning 'em
I used to be underrated, but now I've gained recognition for my talent


Bagging 'em, plus I hit their hoes in the mean
I'm able to seduce women and have sex with them


Cause all I ever want is fame, bitches, and the green
My motivations are fame, women, and money


Seen crazy niggas get lost in the shuffle
I've witnessed talented individuals go unnoticed among a crowded field of artists


With dreams turned to rubble then bust like a bubble
Their aspirations were crushed and disappeared quickly


Ta-dow, now, that's how it's falling
Everything is going according to my plan


Whether I'm hitting skins or motherfucking ballin
Whether I'm having sex or making money, I'm succeeding


Hanging with my crew on the Peakskill plain
I'm chilling and having a good time with my friends in a specific area


I throw my shit when laying a bitch so get off my dick
I don't want anyone interfering when I'm having sex with a woman


Trick, you know my style, no it ain't no use
People know my style and can't do anything to stop me


Cause I keep your hoes wet like a fucking douche
Women are sexually attracted to me and want to have sex with me


*gunshot* "2, 3, Break!"
The transition to the next verse in the song


Taking 'em out, no hass, I be the owner of my rhymes
I write and perform my own raps with confidence and skill


Will make niggas collapse into a coma
My rhymes are so intense that they can cause physical harm


Product of a concrete hell, I'm on a mission
I come from a rough background and have a specific goal in life


Deadly with intent to shell the opposition
I have the intention to use violence against my enemies


Fucking with this flow, come on, yo that's treason
Anyone who tries to challenge my rapping style is committing a crime against me


Niggas fuck around and get shot for no reason
I'm not afraid to use my gun to hurt others without justification


Junkyard nigga, represent everytime
I come from a rough area but always represent myself with pride


Corona's in the house and yo Gab!
I'm part of the group and want Gab to join in


(Bust and rip the skills!)
A call to action for Gab to perform his rapping skills


My rhymes wake up to a 9.4, ready for war
My rapping is intense and always prepared for conflict


Come up, I false my fronts with your spinal chord
I can intimidate others and hurt them with my words


Before I got the drive, I possess and tox
I have raw talent and energy that fuels my success


And I'm trying to survive under a cyanide landslide
I'm facing difficult and unfavorable circumstances but am still pushing through


But that ain't nothing like a penny anymore
My struggles are building my character and making me stronger


Cause I assault niggas who couldn't launch shit with catapaults
I'm not afraid to use violence against those who are weaker than me


So if you ever hear the name Gab One
I'm making a name for myself in the rap game


Don't even sweat it, the worst hasn't even begun
I'm just getting started and will only get better and more powerful


Word up, it's like that, Beatnus, Triflicts in the house, kid
This is how it is with us, the Beatnus and Triflicts together


19, and one, you know what I'm saying? Word
We're a unified group with one purpose, and that's something to be respected




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Legendary DQ

The 3rd beat is straight fire.

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Jahsonic

facts. one of the craziest beats in classic hip-hop.

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Nathan Harris

I love this jam. Third beat is my favorite❤

Robinson

2nd beat is my ANTHEM !

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Michael Rubiano

Dope!

Erwin Rogers

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