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1. The Beatnuts are a hip hop group and production duo from Queens, New York City. Its current members are JuJu and Psycho Les. JuJu (born Jerry Tineo on December 4, 1968) is Dominican American from Corona and Psycho Les (born Lester Fernandez on April 10, 1972) is a Colombian American from Jackson Heights. The Beatnuts were originally a trio before Kool Fashion, now known as Al' Tariq, left the group to start a solo career. The Mighty V.I.C. (Groove Merchantz, Ghetto Pros) was also a member of The Beatnuts' production team for a while.

Early on in their career they produced whole albums for Posse members Common Sense and Chi-Ali. Their production is noted as some of the finest and most accomplished, if unheralded, in all of hip-hop, often intricately detailed (as in their finely honed work for Mos Def on two tracks from Black on Both Sides) but more regularly barnstorming, club-friendly, flourish-laden party music. Jennifer Lopez used their track "Watch Out Now" as the instrumental for her song "Jenny from the Block". The Beatnuts produced more songs for the artists they had previously collaborated with as well as Fat Joe, Suprême NTM and Da Youngsta's. At the same time, The Beatnuts made their name as remix specialists by remixing songs for MC Lyte, Da Lench Mob, Naughty by Nature, Jomanda and others.

The Beatnuts are noted for being unabashedly, bullishly ribald and in-your-face performers. Recent Beatnuts albums are characterised by more Latin influences.

Less known is they are considered part of the Native Tongues collective. The Beatnuts are the only Latino members of the Native Tongues collective. Although only peripheral members, they are routinely acknowledged by Q-Tip.

Get Funky
The Beatnuts Lyrics

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Hook:
"Get Funky" "That's right" (x4)

JuJu:
It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger
Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers
Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger
Complicated my style change I get stranger

Freak flows let opponents know
That I combat the stats and defeat the foes
Gots to get money kid you know how it goes
And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes

Psycho Les:
Equipped with the Beatnuts funk
Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk
Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked
I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk
I told you once and I won't tell you twice
I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price
For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good
I know you wish you could

Hook (x8)

Fashion aka Al Tariq:
You got the brews but the cool is just save ya
Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts want to blaze ya
Raise ya give you junky juice that was major
(And you don't stop) comin' from the soul
cause the heart is the funk spot
Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot
Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze
Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please

JuJu:
Somebody said you were looking for static G
Those who try to play me close could die tragically
I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal
That attacks the brain automatically
Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open
Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking
Dirty alone I never do what the pope says
I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez

Hook

Psycho Les:
With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type ? preacher could be this nun
Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?
Drum trip as I flip till it's done
Son act like you recognize dad
Run to poppa come get what you never had
I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good
I know you wish you could (get funky)

Fashion aka Al Tariq:
We got you want to more puff from the Nut
Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one
Bust one, remember what they said never trust one
Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one
I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'
Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'

I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye
Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly

Overall Meaning

The Beatnuts' "Get Funky" is all about fierce bravado, and the lyrics are about how the trio of JuJu, Psycho Les, and Fashion aka Al Tariq are unstoppable and too resistant to danger. In the lines of JuJu's verse, he raps about how he is a thief and how he is ready to fight and beat his enemies, and when he is in change, he becomes more bizarre. The reference to gas chambers and Jews highlights how brutal JuJu can be towards his opponents, while the line about compound styles denotes how unique his technique is from others.

Psycho Les, on the other hand, says that he is the best beatmaker around town and can produce grooves that nobody else can create. He also warns the listeners that he won't be held accountable for the trouble that they will get into with him since they won't be able to handle his way of playing music. In Fashion aka Al Tariq's verse, he boasts about how they can make music that comes from the soul and has the heart of funk. The group is here to offer a more cumbersome and rough version of what they do, and no one can compete with this level of funk in their crew.

Overall, The Beatnuts' song 'Get Funky' is highly energetic and motivating. The rap lyrics encompass power and pride in one's music skills which establish the crew's dominance in their genre.

Line by Line Meaning

It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger
I am a criminal with low-quality equipment and extreme risk-taking tendencies.

Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers
I am brutally defeating my opponents just like the Nazis killed the Jews in gas chambers.

Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger
I am skilled at writing clever and deadly lyrics. I am a street-smart person who can arrange the lyrics with care.

Complicated my style change I get stranger
I keep changing my complex style, and it's getting weirder and stranger.

Freak flows let opponents know
My unusual style is intimidating my opponents.

That I combat the stats and defeat the foes
I fight against the statistics and outdo my enemies.

Gots to get money kid you know how it goes
I need to make money as you know it's necessary.

And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes
I am still living in fear, and I even rob prostitutes.

Equipped with the Beatnuts funk
I have a unique style provided by the Beatnuts.

Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk
No one can beat me when it comes to playing funky rhythm.

Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked
Someone tried to challenge me, but he failed miserably.

I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk
I humiliated him by rolling him in cigarette paper and putting him in my truck.

I told you once and I won't tell you twice
I said it once, and I won't repeat it.

I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price
I express myself boldly, and I am not afraid of the consequences.

For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good
I am happy to do illegal activities and face the risk of going to jail, and I don't mind it.

You got the brews but the cool is just save ya
You might have alcohol, but the composure or temper is important.

Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts want to blaze ya
I can confuse you or make you dizzy, and Beatnuts want to smoke marijuana with you.

Raise ya give you junky juice that was major (And you don't stop) comin' from the soul
I'll intoxicate you and give you high-quality drugs that you'll love. This message is a part of my soul.

cause the heart is the funk spot
I put my heart while playing funky rhythm.

Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot
I am searching through the garbage I found in the parking lot.

Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze
I won't waste time convincing someone; instead, I will start a wild festival of shooting at people who do not follow my instructions.

Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please
All I ask for Ju's assistance in spraying people with funky rhythm.

Somebody said you were looking for static G
I heard someone is searching for a fight.

Those who try to play me close could die tragically
Those who try to act close with me might die miserably.

I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal
I can rap ruthlessly, and it's deadly.

That attacks the brain automatically
My lyrics can influence the brain of the listener subconsciously.

Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open
I am releasing my anger through my lyrics that will affect you.

Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking
People who try to imitate my style might end up smoking marijuana.

Dirty alone I never do what the pope says
I live a dirty lifestyle, and I don't follow the Pope's instructions.

I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez
I am trying to earn money like Felipe Lopez, a famous basketball player.

With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type ? preacher could be this nun
I am using various counting methods, and only a music teacher would understand these methods.

Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?
Doesn't it sound amazing to play these counting methods with drums?

Drum trip as I flip till it's done
I am skilled in playing drums until I finish.

Son act like you recognize dad
You should recognize my excellence.

Run to poppa come get what you never had
Come to me to take advantage of my knowledge and experience.

I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good
I am a great rapper, and people are envious of my talent. But I am happy about it.

I know you wish you could (get funky)
I am aware that you wish to play funky music like me.

We got you want to more puff from the Nut
We know that you want more marijuana from us.

Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one
Go ahead and smoke my marijuana, but it's a strong blend.

Bust one, remember what they said never trust one
I am advising you to be careful and not trust anyone. Try smoking it.

Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one
We used to be two members, but now we are three.

I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'
I'll play my unique old-style rhythm, and it will make you addicted.

Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'
My funky rhythm will blow your mind just like a red traffic light that signals you to stop.

I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye
I will pump you up with excitement and will even aim to intimidate you.

Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly
Get out of my way as I am the real superfly.

That's right
Agreeing to the previous statement or sentence.

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BERTONY SMALLS, JERRY TINEO, JOSEF ZAWINUL, LESTER FERNANDEZ

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@shottashabazz6721

2y↑27

Another slept on masterpiece. The Beatnuts have always been underdogs in the Hip-Hop arena. This album still gets played in the whip just like the day it dropped back in the 90’s. Shoutout to the Native Tongue collective and all my old running crew members from Corona Queens.