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The Beatnuts Lyrics

You're an alcoholic
You have a drinking problem

You're an alcoholic red nose reindeer like Rudolph
You're heavily dependent on alcohol and resemble Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, who led Santa's sleigh while under the influence of alcohol

I'm here to tear the roof off
I'm here to bring the house down with my performance

And if you want to take it to the guns, I'ma shoot off
If you want to resort to violence, I'm willing to use my gun

Your head before you reach for the pistol
I'll shoot you in the head before you can pull out your gun

And when the bartender turns around I'ma reach for the Cristal
When the bartender is distracted, I'll grab a bottle of Cristal, a high-end champagne

You not ready for this style, I'm straight Psycho wit it
You're not prepared for my unique and crazy style

And I bet you in love with, yeah Psycho hit it
I'm confident that you love my music and my style

A long time ago, I'ma keep doing my thizzle
I've been doing this for a long time and I'll continue to do so

Till it's time to go, but for now it's time to blow
I'll keep making music until it's time for me to retire, but for now I'll enjoy my success

Good as me in the club popping bubbly
I'm as good as anyone else in the club, enjoying some champagne

I can't complain life is lovely
I have no complaints, life is great

Either you hate me or you love me
People either really like me or really dislike me

Fans wanna know when the Nuts is gonna come next
Fans are eager to know when The Beatnuts will release their next album

It doesn't matter competition is no contest
It doesn't matter who we're up against, we know we'll win

I don't mean to brag, I'm just being honest
I'm not trying to sound arrogant, I'm just telling the truth

Where my dogs at smoking up at the college?
Where are my friends smoking weed at the college?

Clap your hands to the beat and get your bounce on
Clap your hands and dance to the rhythm of the music

Put your drinks up, if your blazing get you ounce on
Raise your glasses, and if you're smoking weed, get your ounce (a unit for measuring marijuana) out

Girl I'd house you, but this ain't no house song
I'd take care of you, but this song isn't about that kind of love

And no kissing, I dunno what you had your mouth on
I won't be kissing you because I don't know what you've been putting in your mouth

Find us in the back of the club
You can find us hanging out in the back of the club

Squad deep and we all got snuff
There's a group of us and we're all armed with snuff (slang for tobacco or drugs)

Hold the fort down, we ain't gonna budge
We'll stay here and hold our ground, we won't be moved

Bother nobody less you fucking with us
Don't cause trouble unless you want to deal with us

You can bring it to us however you want
You can approach us however you want

Shake your booty, booty I'm ready to fuck
Dance for me, I'm ready to have sex

Especially the shorty with that big butt
I'm particularly interested in the girl with the large buttocks

Look, don't approach me in a physical manner
Don't come up to me aggressively or physically

'Cause the cannon I'm holding ain't a digital camera
The gun I'm carrying isn't a camera, it's a dangerous weapon

And I don't care less about women and glamor
I don't care about material possessions and women's beauty

Or which one of you rappers is lifting his hammer
I don't care who among you rappers is resorting to violence

I'ma get loose like a pair of pajamas
I'm going to let loose and have fun

I speak through those switches, spit like Obama
I communicate effectively, and I rap like former President Barack Obama speaks well

Trying to get rich without guns and the scanner
I'm trying to get rich without resorting to violence or scanning equipment (possibly referring to drug money)

Thats A to the K with a fucking bandanna
That's me, AK, with a bandanna on my head

Seize your empire, believe in no lies
Take control of your life, don't believe in false promises

Squeeze the deserties like Jesus inside her
Squeeze your partner tightly, like Jesus is inside them (likely a sexual innuendo)

Spit like the shit on my teeth is barbwire
I'm rapping with such intensity that it feels like my teeth are made of barbwire

Make your girl suck cock till her knees are on fire
I'll make your girl perform oral sex until her knees hurt

That's it though, no more games
I'm done playing around, it's time to get serious

This one right here is gonna blow your brains
This song is going to be amazing and blow your mind

If you in the club you better hold your chain
If you're in the club, you should keep a close eye on your jewelry

Cause I'm bugging and I just might stomp your frame
I'm agitated and might end up physically attacking you